"Well, this is quite an interesting development." Dumbledore said, eyes twinkling madly as he looked over Harry's new form.
"You're telling me…" Harry groaned, his head buried in his hands.
After declaring his name, the entire common room went mad. McGonagall was able to get him out of there somehow, dragging him down to the dungeons to have Snape do a blood test. The results came back, saying that he was indeed Harry Potter, just in a female body. He could have sworn that there was a glitter of glee in the Potion's professor's eyes as he said this. Great, just another thing that he could make Harry's life miserable with…
Soon after, the Transfiguration professor hauled the now female teen to her private quarters, going through some drawers and pulling out a bra. She examined Harry's chest for a moment and then nodded.
"Do you know how to put one of these on?" she asked.
"No!" Harry squeaked, his face turning a brilliant shade of red.
"Well then, I shall do it for you. Just take off your shirt…" the woman trailed off as she realized how absurd the situation was.
Harry did as he was told and stood perfectly still as McGonagall put the darned contraption on him. It hugged his skin and made him feel trapped.
"This thing is awful…" Harry said, pulling at the side of it.
"Yes, well, it is the price one must pay when they are a woman. Now, button up your shirt and I will take you to the Headmaster's office. See what on earth he thinks will be best for this sort of… ailment."
And now, Harry sat in front of the Headmaster, feeling more embarrassed now than at any other time in his life. He just wanted to curl up and die on the spot.
Snape stood in the corner, looking over the distraught teen. He went over the many different spells that could do this to a person, but all of them had to be done in close range. Also, these spells were not found in any ordinary spell book either. Only someone with very fantastic and secretive sources would be able to get their hands on a spell like this…
"Headmaster." Snape said, his obsidian eyes snapping towards the old man, "Do you think that the Dark Lord could have done this?"
The silver-haired man leaned back in his chair. "It is most certainly possible. But the question would be, why?"
"Females are supposedly weaker than their male counterparts. Perhaps he thought that if Harry was female that he would be weaker?"
McGonagall delivered a swift kick to Snape's shin.
"Or I could be completely wrong. No, I am sure that I am." The Potions Master wheezed as he clutched at his hurting leg.
Harry got up suddenly, causing the chair he was sitting in to fly backwards. "Oh Merlin!"
"What is it, Harry?" McGonagall asked, rushing to the teen.
"Am I gonna have periods?" he asked, remembering a conversation that Ginny and Hermione had had once at Grimmauld Place when they had thought that he was asleep. "Cause if they are anything as bad as what Hermione and Ginny said… Just kill me now and get it over with."
Snape looked over at the now young woman with a look of utter disbelief, "You get turned into a woman and all you can think about is whether or not you will have periods? Something has seriously scrambled your brains…" he then let out a sigh, "But have no fears. These kinds of spells can't go into that much detail, changing the insides as well as the outside."
Harry let out a sigh of relief and then plopped down on the floor, sitting with his legs crossed.
"So, what are we going to do about the summer? Surely I can't go back to the Dursley's like this. They'd totally freak!" Harry said, a wide smile on his lips. "So can I stay here? Or with the Weasley's?"
Dumbledore shook his head, "No, Harry. With this new development, I think that it is even more important that you stay with your family. The wards will keep you safe from Voldemort."
"Yeah, well, maybe, but not from my relatives." Harry mumbled, crossing his arms. "I'd rather take Voldemort than my relatives any day. At least I can protect myself from Voldemort…"
"Surely you exaggerate, Harry." Dumbledore said softly, his eyes slightly sad.
"Whatever. Can I go now? I am probably gonna have to have girl lessons from Hermione now." Harry could feel the tears prickling at the edges of his eyes. He would not cry. He refused to cry.
"All right. I shall write to your family right away. Professor McGonagall, could you help Harry… get accustomed to his new… ah…"
"Yes, Headmaster." The woman said, her lips slowly turning into a smile. She then put an arm around Harry's shoulder, "All right, Miss Potter, time to get you some proper clothing."
Conditions Met:
These conditions have only been met half-way so far.
1. More than one character must have their gender switched.
2. They are switched unvolunterily.