Lovely Miss Potter

By: Kibou32

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter

Summary: AU At the beginning of Harry's fourth year in Hogwarts, Harry's secret is discovered by the wizarding world. Several very descriptive nude pictures of Harry supposedly modeling nude in front of the camera appear on the newspapers and all the students at Hogwarts have a copy of it. The clincher is that in these pictures, Harry is not seen as he normally portrays himself to be.

Warnings: there will be things that aren't for the weak-hearted or those too morally to understand the complexity of human nature. That said… I've just realized this story will have some mystery,

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Harry had not even arrived at Hogwarts standing next to the Weasleys when he noticed something strange going on. Having just gotten used to the unwanted fame that he had due to his status as the Boy-Who-Lived, made him still wary of what the glances and the stares meant, especially the lustful ones that came from every male from years fourth and up. It made him feel terribly disgusted.

It was when he tried to go into the boy's dormitory that he found it blocked by Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape. Both looked terribly angry. He wondered what was going on.

"Lovely, isn't it Potter?" – Snape hissed at him weaving a newspaper in his face and he wondered what on earth had he supposedly done now.

"I'm not sure what you mean Professor." – He said instead.

Professor McGonagall shrewdly looked at his expression and found it lacking. She sighed and said…

"Come along, Harry. We have much to discuss."

They made it not to the Headmaster's office as he thought they would but to the infirmary where Madame Pomfrey awaited them with shaking hands.

Once they were safely inside the infirmary, Madame Pomfrey locked the door with a spell and several blocking and silencing charms to keep people from looking and turned to the other three in the room.

"Strip, Potter. This farce has been going on long enough." – Snape said looking a bit disgusted at the fact.

Harry looked on in horror as he spread the newspaper open and showed it to him. The pictures were in black and white, but very incriminating. He could see – herself – in the pictures, the naked body underneath the white seemingly innocent giving way to the obscene decadence of seeing herself almost naked. Then his/her eyes narrowed in concern. If this was a wizard's camera, the picture should have been moving, he thought as he stripped to his boxers. The picture wasn't moving. The words seemed to echo in his/her head as he sighed and stripped completely feeling vulnerable in the eyes of the two teachers and the healer.

Snape waved his wand twice around him and left her gasping with the force used to take the potion away from her body. Seeing as her new body was thinner and a bit – just a bit – curvier, the boxers fell off her body. She sagged to her knees and sat on her naked butt feeling incredibly worn out for some reason. She fell asleep as Madame Pomfrey charmed her body to lie down on the infirmary's bed.

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"For Merlin's sake, Minerva! It was clear that Potter didn't know anything of the photos." – said Snape feeling unbelievably foolish for defending the girl, but would only do so if only because having seen the girl naked had affected his male sensibilities in propriety a lot.

"I'm aware of it, Severus! However, the pictures…" – Minerva said.

"Look at them closely woman! They were done without Potter's consent. Furthermore, it was done with a Muggle camera. Only a muggle could do something so vile. But to deflect the guardian spell that was on Potter would require magic or a basic knowledge of poisons at least."

Minerva looked at Severus Snape carefully and nodded while thinking carefully on this one. Then she blanched as the idea occurred to her.

It seemed that Severus Snape had reached the same conclusion and swore just as she said the name: "Petunia Dursley".

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Albus Dumbledore wasn't your average headmaster, he was a wizard. But even he had to acknowledge that he did not know everything. Including the latest debacle with Harry's forcefully outed secret of being a girl. So he sighed and said to the two worried professors that they were correct. Further investigation from a Rita Skeeter gave up the name of the culprit.

Petunia Dursley might have been a squib, but for a potion one really didn't need magic to make one. And she had all the methods, the question was why? This was the crutch of the matter and Albus was determined to find out why.

When he finally had time to go see Harry at the infirmary, he was not surprised to see that Ron Weasly was there attempting to go in and visit Miss Potter. He supposed that he'd have to make an announcement at dinner tonight. According to Pomfrey's reports, Har- no that would be wrong… Hayley Jane Potter would be able to join her classmates come Monday morning. It was already Friday afternoon. Bugger, and did he really have to? Yes, he had to; he reminded himself carefully.

So, he smiled gently at Ron and told him that he'd be able to see his friend on Monday morning and not a moment too soon. Ron took this in stride, but Albus saw a stubborn look flash into his obviously red face. Nevertheless, the boy did as Albus asked and left with a 'goodbye sir'.

He saw that the girl was still in the so restful sleep Pomfrey had put her on. The shock of seeing those pictures was something Albus hoped to never suffer through ever again. He never ever wanted to see a student like that, with the way the photographer had timed the pictures into a 'supposed' photo session, the images too lurid for him to accept. He shook his head and decided to retire to his office again. Mayhap, he'd be able to pick that particular memory out of his brain with a pensieve.

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As scheduled, Headmaster Dumbledore briefly explained the circumstances surrounding Harry's real gender and the need for secrecy that Friday night at dinner. Most of the fellows from levels 4th to 6th looked at each other in lustful confusion wanting to do something about it. The Weasleys were however sober about the issue; especially Percy Weasley – who despite having a snobbish attitude – was a gentleman first and foremost and thought that Potter H. J. should be treated with respect. And since he was there on business, he decided that he should behave a little better towards the girl; if only for as long as he had to traipse around Hogwarts due to the Triwizard Tournament.

Soon after dinner, Hermione and Ron walked quickly out of the Great Hall to go to the infirmary; but found it once again firmly blocked.

"I wish Harry had told us about this." – Hermione said sadly to Ron as they made their way back to the Gryffindor dormitories.

Ron looked adequately put out, but did say something that shocked Hermione. "Well from what the Headmaster said, it wasn't likely that she had any choice of or knew something about it."

"Ron! That's awfully mature of you to say!" – Hermione said smiling a bit to encourage Ron that it was okay to say so.

Ron grimaced a bit and lowered his face with a bit of a blush on his cheeks as he recalled why he had come to that conclusion. His mother had sent an owl to each of her children and made sure that neither acted like an idiot towards Harry – Hayley that is. Merlin that was going to take some time getting used to!

They walked back to the dormitories and sat by the common room. Their peaceful companionship was interrupted when Seamus brought the infamous pictures to show Ron.

Ron blushed a deep red and spluttered angrily that it wasn't a good idea to have that and used his wand to torch it, only for Seamus to end up with burnt hands and half of the newspaper that wasn't burnt flew up into the air from the spur of the moment move that sent it into Neville's innocent hands.

Said boy looked at the picture and blushed a deep red before he gave it immediately to Ron to get rid of it.

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Getting used to being a girl – again things had changed for the formerly known Boy-who-lived – was not as hard as she thought it'd be. Her life was always changing, so this bit of news were taken in stride. For what else she could do, but adjust. It was hard to understand certain things that as a witch she hadn't been taught of, but she managed. She guessed that the worst of all of this was the way several boys in school were looking at her. She didn't think – that beyond the shock of finding her to be a girl instead of a boy – that she had anything worth 'checking out'. But boys – even when she was pretending to be one – in general were troublesome and completely unpredictable. She was used to being able to figure out what girls were thinking, usually. And some men were so predictable that she was able to act accordingly to their moods, the way they spoke, acted, looked.

But some men were like an entirely different species. This new species of men included her beloved Headmaster, he was just too mysterious for her to fully figure out. Her newly met godfather Sirius Black – but she thought this was probably due to spending twelve years in Azkaban – and Remus Lupin as well. And the other man included into this new species, was Severus Snape. She didn't understand him at all.

Especially, with the scene back at the infirmary – here she blushed deeply – and she wondered what on earth he was thinking now. As it were, she didn't have much to show. Her breasts were at least a B-cup and her nipples were a different shade of pink. Her Mons was nude – and from what she could already tell, she'd never have pubic hair – like a babe's and she was short. She didn't understand what could a guy – even more a man twice her age – think when he looked at her. She shuddered to think of his disgust of her. She sighed as she decided that things were better left un-thought of and unsaid.

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Severus groaned as he woke up for the tenth time that night. And he couldn't really blame Potter, because it was he who had told her to strip. The raging erection in his grasp felt both dirty and evil. He had never desired a student before, and he never wanted to do so ever again. But here he was desiring the taboo. He desired a fourteen year old girl that so far had hidden beneath a strong spell to keep her away from harm. Lot of good that did to her. He finished himself off and vowed to never feel like that again.

Now. He must think of a plan to get information on those pictures.

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Monday morning didn't come soon enough. Hayley had to put up with a lot. Starting with the stares of those boys she used to share a dormitory with. She found the Weasley' twins leer amusing, but Dean and Seamus' leering was a bit over the top. Ron seemed awkward around her, but still looked at her in the eye and Hermione… Hayley guessed that Hermione was the only one she could go to this time around.

"Why didn't you tell me – us – about it?"

Hayley sighed a little and said in a low whisper.

"I didn't know, ok? This all came as a surprise to me, Hermione."

Hermione looked pensive for a bit and then said… "Are you saying that up until we saw you at World Quidditch Cup, you had no idea you were a girl?"

Hayley thought about it for a minute before brightening and said excitedly: "Yeah! That's exactly it, Hermione! What's worse is that with the photographs about… the professors didn't tell me a thing!"

Hermione frowned.

"You didn't know. You actually didn't know?" – she said looking a bit amazed at the idea.

Hayley shook her head in response.

"And the Professors didn't explain to you what was going on?" – it was Ron who asked this looking vaguely troubled.

Hayley simply said: "No."

'Something fishy is going on in here.' – was the joint thought of both Ron and Hermione after that.

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A week getting used to the stares from the boys around her, the glares from the older girls that were upset many of the boys they liked were staring at her. A week filled with anxiety because Hayley had not had a moment's worth of quiet. Every single time she found a corner to settled into: the library, her common room, her newly appointed rooms with the rest of the Gryffindor girls, the usually empty classroom, the owlery, everywhere she went; she couldn't get one slight moment alone. She finally decided enough was enough and use her magical invisibility cloak.

The usage of her cloak gave her the much needed solace for about two minutes. Soon, she came upon a scene she never in her life thought to see. She was downwind from where both the Headmaster and her Head of house were talking so there was no possibility of Hayley being seen by the both of them.

She knelt closer towards them and heard the Headmaster say…

"Minerva… you know it wasn't I who put that guardian spell on her. It was Lily who did it."

"Of course Albus, I'm quite aware of it. But I told you quite clearly that Lily Potter did not want her child either as a boy or as a girl to end up with the Dursleys. Petunia Evans and Petunia Dursley are not one and the same. Petunia Evans was a sweet girl who loved and cherished her sister very much. Petunia Dursley hates all magical beings alike even her belated sister." – she heard her professor brusquely say.

"Even so, Hayley must go back this coming summer. The wards will hold…"

"Albus Dumbledore! The wards did not hold! A wizard – aside from Potter – entered the building, entered the Dursleys! This wizard took pictures of Hayley. Pictures that are still scattered in every nook and corner of this castle! Not to mention all the other pictures in all the corners of Wizarding England! Petunia Dursley does not want Hayley Potter in her house and this invasion of privacy is a clear declaration of war. Do you want Hayley to be raped as soon as she returns to them? Or worst?"

She couldn't see the Headmaster well, but she imagined – and fervently hoped – that he had blanched from these accusations.

"Well then… if you truly believe that Hayley is not safe at the Dursleys, where do you think she'd be better of at?" – she heard him ask.

"Ideally, it'd be better for Hayley to go to the Weasleys, but Molly has enough to do with the twins, Ronald and Ginerva that to add Hayley in to the mix – no matter how much Molly and Arthur claim they want to have her there – is rather too much. So… I think she'd be better off with Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. Mr. Black has that place of his in London, does he not? Even more, there is still a long year between us to go through, for Mr. Black to obtain his freedom. Wouldn't you think so, Headmaster?"

The Headmaster was silent. Hayley just silently went away before she was discovered.

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Brief Note: Reviewers who have remarked on my lack of updating skills in the following fanfics: Shinobi turned Goddess, Dangerous, Konoha's Innocent Vixen; I'm sorry to inform you that my Naruto muse has gone on vacation and won't be coming back up until mid Febraury. Fear not, that I WILL finish these fanfics, and that I'll update ASAP. Be patient please.