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DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me, if it did, Harry and Draco would have ended up together. It all belongs to the stunning Joanne Kathleen Rowling!
WARNING: This is a slash story and does contain adult content.
Chapter 1 - Transformation
Harry awoke the next morning with a slight hangover. He took a potion out of his bag. It was actually Hermione's charmed purse which could fit anything in but Harry had changed the appearance of it. It would look odd for him to carry around a purse as a guy. He quickly dressed into something he found in the closet and apparated to a small pub in Knocturn Alley. He made sure his hood covered his face as he walked into the pub. It was a dark room with a few grimy candles lit up. The place was disgusting and the stench was foul. Harry took a seat in the corner and waited. Five minutes later a tall hooded man walked in and approached his table.
"Mr. James?" he asked coldly.
"Yes. Please take a seat." the man complied albeit cautiously. "I need something from you. I need you to create a new identity for me. I'm 17 I went to Durmstrang... A few other schools before that and I'm transferring to Hogwarts."
"Why?"
"Can you do that?"
"I could but the only identity I have left is female..."
"How long would it take to make a male?"
"Three months at the least." he said. Harry thought for a moment. Could he really be a girl for a year...? Or maybe longer. He inwardly groaned.
"Ok the girl is fine."
"Why should I do this though and why do you need this?"
"That doesn't matter... But it could save many people's lives." Harry said softly. There was a pause. "How much?"
"182 Galleons, 8 Sickles and 22 Knuts."
"182 Galleons!" he almost yelled.
"This is tricky and illegal business." he retorted.
"Ok I've got it." he said firmly and pulled out an extremely heavy money sack. He put his hand inside and muttered the amount and the coins appeared on to his hand.
"Send me the details you'd like and I'll have it done in a week. Good bye Mr James..."
"Portte. Mr. James Portte." he said and they both got up.
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Harry received the papers the next week.
Name: Sasha Lillian Portte
Date of birth: 31 July 1980
Age: 17
Parents: Grace Joanne Portte and William Portte
Status: Pureblood
School: Durmstrang and others.
Harry stopped there. That's all he needed to check. He then walked to the library and took a book on glamour charms. He walked back upstairs and stood in front of his mirror. He wanted to look female... But how could he manage that? He scanned through the book and found what he was looking for.
"Mutare me in oppositum sexum." he spoke clearly. Suddenly he felt his head begun to burn, his chest become heavier and several Bones began adjusting. Harry cried out in pain and that was the last thing he remembered.
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"Urghh." Harry groaned as he rubbed his head, he froze as he felt a silky fringe. He snapped up and realised he was still in the bathroom. When he looked in the mirror, he took in a breath. The new Harry... Or Sasha was absolutely breathtaking. He had long wavy black hair which reached his shoulders. His eyes were even brighter than before and he realised he could see without them. His facial structure was soft, fair and more feminine; Harry's cheeks had a slight pink tinge to them.
"It worked!" he whispered. He ran to his room and took out a parchment and began writing a letter to the headmaster of Hogwarts. "Hedwig, I want you to..." he stopped mid sentence. He couldn't send Hedwig! Surely Dumbledore's would recognise her. "I'm really sorry Hedwig but I need to change your colour so no one recognises you." she gave an angry hoot but didn't move. Harry whispered a spell and she changed into a black owl. 'Strange... But unique.' he thought. "Now, you take this to Hogwarts, to Dumbledore." he said and gave her the letter, he watched her fly off. He thought for a moment... Unique.
'Now what to do?' he thought. He never knew it would be this difficult to live on his own with no company... Everyone thinking you're... Dead. He sighed as he realised he would need clothes. He took Hermione's magical bag and took out a clothing catalogue making orders for his clothing. 'I'll send this with Hedwig when she gets back.'
Harry took a bite of an apple he had picked up earlier ago. 'Harry Potter was going to attend his own public funeral.' he smirked.
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He stood at the back. It was raining heavily. Everyone was wearing a black and Harry was wearing a long black hooded cloak. He gasped slightly when Hermione walked onto a stage. She looked sad, he eyes were red, she had bags and she looked awful.
"Morning everyone. Today we gather here for Harry James Potter. A beloved boy. Harry was the first best friend I ever had, along with Ronald Weasley. I had always been the nerdy bookworm Granger." she let out a sad laugh. "I remember it took a fully grown troll to actually get us to become friends... We then worked together to find out what Quirrell was after, the defence professor who had Voldemort on his head." several eyes widened. "He was brave from the beginning! Willing to sacrifice his life for anyone really. I'll miss him trying to copy up my notes after class. I'll miss him trying to act like he was fine when he wasn't. I miss him. He was always strong... Tried to avoid the press, ignored the whispers in second year when people thought he was the air of Slytherin. He was even strong when he was put in the Triwizard tournament. And no he did not volunteer. It was simply another who was again trying to kill him. Oh gosh." she had tears running down her face. "I can't believe this has happened! To think that I'll never see his face again, or hear his voice again... Breaks me."
"Be strong Herm." Harry whispered letting the tears stream down his own face.
"If he could see me. He'd hug me and tell me to shut up. He wouldn't want me like this. But it's so hard to let go. He is a best friend, a brother, a protector. And I don't know what I'm going to do without him. I hope everyone will remember the great things Harry has done because I surely will never forget even if I was obliviated one hundred times. Good luck Harry, you're in a better place. Just give all of us the strength to beat the bast... Beast that killed you. We will avenge you Harry Potter!" she finished with a sob. Ron came up onto the stage and held her.
"Hermione has said most of what I wanted to say but it doesn't matter. I will tell you how me and Harry met, it was on the platform. He didn't know how to get onto it so he asked my mum. I didn't know he was Harry Potter till later on. We sat on the train together and ate so many sweets. He actually bought the whole cart! Anyway me and Harry had our ups and downs. I was a git sometimes but then we'd get over it and we were fine. I agree with Hermione... He was so strong. He let no one bring him down. He was a fierce boy and friendly too. We got into so many adventures at Hogwarts because of him and I love them... There were times when we got injured... H... H... He even had a bed in th... The in- infirmary. I can't believe he has gone. He was an amazing friend. I love you Harry! We welcomed him into our family and he accepted. He was another Weasley brother without the Ginger hair and freckles. This was not expected and shouldn't have happened. H...Harry was lame at chess... I... I..." Ron broke down and Harry sobbed into his hands. He couldn't bear to watch his family cry like this. Hermione took Ron of the stage and Lupin stepped up. He looked awful.
"Harry was like my son. His parents were my best friends. James, Sirius and I were the pranksters of our school. They always accepted me for what I was. They were supportive and always made a joke out of it. I actually told them what I was in my third year. James and Lily trusted me with their lives, literally. I killed them though." he sobbed. "I let them down. They trusted me with their son and I wasn't there for Harry's childhood and I only had four years with him! It kills me inside. He went through so much. Lost so much. When Sirius Black died, Harry couldn't bear the pain he knew he had to kill Voldemort and he had no other choice. Sirius was his godfather and now they are both together, along with Lily and James. All because of my stupid werewolf condition I couldn't look after him! This is what happens! I trust myself not to hurt Harry but I still wasn't allowed to look after him. The ministry messed up Harry's life A's well A's Voldemort. If they hadn't looked up Sirius and if I was allowed, he could have lived with us. His muggle family were disgusting! He slept in a cupboard for eleven years of his life! He didn't get the happy childhood any of you had! He's been through too much and he never got a break. I love you Harry. I really hope you're with Sirius, Lily and James." Harry was sobbing hard. He watched as Remus was taken off the stage. Next Molly made her speech. It was hardly coherent as she sobbed all the way through. Harry didn't want to do what he was doing but he had no other option. then Arthur, Fred, George, Ginny, Neville, Luna and lastly Dumbledore made their speeches. He was one of the last few people to leave; he stayed hidden crying his heart out praying to any god out there that he could kill Voldemort without his family getting hurt.
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Three long days after Harry had sent a letter to Hogwarts Hedwig returned with another letter. Harry ran forward and took the letter scanning it.
Dear Miss. Portte,
I have read your paperwork and come to the conclusion that I will be delighted to welcome you into Hogwarts School. Term begins on September 1st and you should be at platform 9 3/4 before eleven O'clock. We will sort you and I will give you an introduction. There is a list on what is required attached as is a form of what NEWT level subjects you would like to take. Please send of the form as soon as possible.
See you soon.
Albus Percival Wulfic Brian Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
P.s. Beautiful bird... She seems familiar somehow.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He was in Hogwarts but he almost recognised Hedwig. It won't matter nobody at the school will pay attention to me hopefully. "Hey Hedwig, I know you've had a long journey but I need you to deliver this. I need some clothes." he said giving her the catalogue form, and then ticking of subjects to take. Potions, Transfiguration, Arithmacy (he didn't want to seem too much like Harry Potter) Charms, Advanced Defence, Ancient Runes and Muggle Studies.
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