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SUMMARY: What if Harry Potter was a girl? I know you've probably read something like this before, but not my version. What if she didn't find out until her third year and only told one person; would this change Harry's relationships for better or worse? Who will Harry trust? Is it Dumbledore or Voldemort ? Better yet, which side will she choose? Is her name even Harry? Watch as a female Harry goes through the end of her third year to her last four years at Hogwarts, with the least expected person; with this connection, will their feelings change? Will Ron be Harry's only real friend?
WARNING: Mention of the Dursley's abusiveness, evil Dumbledore, Hermione bashing, etc.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Unless I'm missing something here? I have no problem with putting the two together because love is love and you can't help who you fall in love with!
*In walks Snape with harry *
"You! Young lady! Tell me why did you take so long to update? I should have disbanded," he sneers.
Me: Laughs sheepishly, "Well… you see… I had class and finals." *Backs up in fear*, "If it makes you feel any better… you get to have a similar dream to Harry here…"
"Yeah? What is my dream and who am I a reincarnation of? Is Sev, a reincarnation too?" Harry asks.
Me: Grinning, "Why yes, you both are reincarnations of someone."
"Do we know them?" Harry questions curiously.
Me: "No, but the readers do! But, I'll let you know that the two people cared about each other a lot. One thought of the other as a precious person, the other didn't realize it till it was too late. However, you may or may not receive the same fate as them. They weren't lovers, but companions none the less."
"What happened to them?" Harry asks curiously.
Me: "They died and now I'm sort of having you guys be their reincarnation. Ok's can one of you do the disclaimer?"
Snape and Harry in unison, "Pinksamurai doesn't own Harry Potter and neither does she own the characters, but she does own this plot and story line."
Me: Cheers, "Ok folks on with the story!"
Story******
Harry's dream world 3-5000 years ago…
Falling snow. Light snow fell like a comforting cocoon across the land because of one feminine boy that loved another and thought him to be dear. He sacrifices his own life. The feminine boy who once had jet-black hair and look more foreign than any Harry knew and with a smile he coughed out blood from his mouth while he was bleeding profusely. The feminine boy managed to smile even though the situation was dire and said these simple words, "I have protected you and I have completed my life's goal," before he unlatched the hand that was in his abdomen away from his person. Closing his eyes he let the darkness take him but, then felt warm arms surround him placing him gently on the ground never to see the world again.
Harry's eyes were wide and scared as she watched the scene take place. Suddenly the world went black and she was no longer in that sad melancholic place and was in the dark before a light appeared and a shadowy figure had yet to be seen.
The figure spoke in a soft tone, "I never within a million years have thought that I would be reincarnated into the world and as a girl; if I did I would have thought I'd be a boy, like I was in my short life. There's no way that I, nor could a family member, have young because I was the last."
"Who are you? Can you show yourself?" Harry asked in a soft tone, but keeping her distance. The figure walked out of the shadows, but all Harry could see was an outline. The person had long hair, tall, but not short and had a purity about him.
Snape was sitting in his quarters grading papers when a yawn came sneaking out. He looked at the clock and saw that it was late and decided that he would finish after a few hours of sleep. Getting up, he placed the papers in a neat stack before sliding in the chair, and heading towards his chambers. Not bothering to check for anything, he put up the wards, and his head was the first thing to hit the pillow before he let sleep claim him. He never was one to have dreams; however, this dream wasn't one he'd had before.
Snape's dream world 3-500 years ago…
Snow was falling. Falling like a comforting cocoon over the land all because one feminine boy sacrificed his life for him. While the other was light and as pure as the snow that was falling, he was of the dark only having the young boy as light. The older man was foreign to any Snape had ever encounter before. The man had jet-brown hair; a bandage wrapped around his mouth and was holding a huge sword in position to strike. However, the boy that he has come to cherish, but will never admit, came to his rescue taking the hit. The attacker had his hand latched in the boy's abdomen and he was coughing blood from his mouth while bleeding profusely.
Before the feminine boy unlatched the hand from his abdomen he spoke his final world, "I have protected you and I have completed my life's goal."
The feminine boy still found a way to smile even in this dire situation. He was falling until warm arms surrounded him and placed him gently on the ground never to see the world again. In a fit of rage the man attacked and lost his life, but before he let the dark take him…
"Place me next to him," he said softly and the one who placed the feminine boy the ground did the same to the elder man. Laughing softly the man stroked the younger's cheek, "I lost what's was most precious to me and I wish I could have join you." And he was no more to the world.
Emotions, emotions that Snape had long forgotten, played out on his face; fear, loss, sorrow, and many more. The scene suddenly was light before it went black and Snape was no longer in that sad melancholic world. Darkness before a blinding light appeared and disappeared just as fast and a shadowy figure had yet to be seen.
The figure spoke in a deep baritone, "Well hell! I never thought that I would have a reincarnation at all. However, I can see that you and I are very much alike… Wonder why I was given another chance?" he chuckled to himself.
"Who are you? Show yourself!" Snape sneered. The figure chuckled, but didn't move from his shadowy spot. Snape heard footsteps and looked towards the figure that was walking towards him; however, all that he could see was an outline. The person was tall. About the same height as he, had a spiky hair style, and was mostly darkness, but a little light about him.
Neither Harry, nor Snape, were able to see the people in their strange dream and just when they were close to focusing on the features of shadowy forms, the world wanted them up. Harry looked around before she realized that she was in the hospital wing.
'Oh yeah. Yesterday's potion's incident,' she thought as it all came back to her. Getting up, she looked for her cloths and got dressed, her next destination: the breakfast table. Once she reached the great hall, she was noticed immediately.
"Harry! Over here!" Hermione called.
Harry went to join her friends. "Hey guys," she greeted them, waving her wand hand.
"How are you feeling, Harry?" Hermione asked worriedly, but her inner voice sneered, 'He thinks that just because he's famous and all because he lived through You-Know-Who's curse. Please! It could have been anyone!'
Harry smiled at his friend. "Yeah Mione, I'm fine. What did I miss yesterday?" she asked, referring to the incident that happened in potions yesterday.
"Nothing, really. I went to the library to study after transfiguration and we had an essay to write," she said.
"Yeah mate, a bloody one at that!" Ron butted in and then added, "I didn't study and was waiting for you to come back. Worried about ya, pal," he said grinning from ear to ear.
"So mate, we going to play some quidditch today?" Ron hoped as he was dreaming of the sport and making the team.
"Sorry Ron, detention with Snape, again," Harry sighed apologetically.
"Well that's ok, mate, but man does he have to? We only have a month left!" the red-headed boy whined.
"Come on guys, class is about to start," Hermione chirped.
All she wanted was to be famous, and if being friends with Harry got her what she wanted, then so be it. Ron, on the other hand, was glad to be friends with Harry and even thought of him as a sibling; however, he noticed that his friend didn't like Ginny in the way that she wanted him to, and he feared that she might do something drastic in order to get with him. They got up from their seats and headed to their herbology class.
Herbology went by quickly, and it was now time for detention with Snape. Walking towards the dungeons, Harry hissed the password, "Sssytherin rulessss." The snakes moved, revealing Snape's dungeon.
"Good, Potter, you've made it," he said in approval. Snape got up and placed silencing charms and strengthened his wards so that no one could listen or enter the room. "Sit," he commanded, and the girl did so. "I found some interesting news, and I wasn't pleased. I believe you will not be either," Snape said coolly. He was calm on the outside, but seething on the inside. Wondering why must he tell such news to the girl? He continued as if he never stopped, "Dumbledore, that damn fool, has set you up to marry Ginerva Weasley and he has been using your money, illegally, even before you were born."
"Is there no way out of this forced engagement? I don't see Ginny as a lover, but like a little sister! And how dare he uses my money like that!" she fumed.
Snape thought a bit, before smirking, and Harry took a step back. That smirk couldn't mean anything good. "There are always loopholes to things like this and there is a way to get out of the marriage contract," his eyes calculating.
"What?" Harry particularly beamed with surprise and hope.
"You need to find someone and fall in love with them. If they fall in love with you as well, then you two may perform the wizard matrimony of bonding together."
"You mean… like mates?" Harry questioned once the information had sunk in.
"Yes, now about your parents… Your mother and I were good friends. I cared about her more than anything at this school. Your father was just like the rest," he glowered darkly, before continuing. "Your father, even though he was like everyone else, was a pure-blood and I respected him. Together, the Evans-Potter fortune makes up more than anyone can imagine. You are a powerful witch that Dumbledore needs in order to win the war."
Harry pointed at herself, "I'm not helping either of them, but Professor… who's side are you on?"
"Would you join my side if I told you, Potter?" He didn't wait for her to answer, "I'm on neither side. I'm on my side, and I want both of them dead."
"Then could I join your side, Professor?"
"Do you really want to join?" Harry nodded in response to his question. "Very well. I'll make an exception for you, Harry. Congratulations on choosing the right choice. You are now an honorary Slytherin; welcome to my side," Snape said taking out a hand and Harry shook it.
"It's an honor, sir," She smiled. Snape had told her everything and when she left she was furious.
"I suggest we start now on occlumency, Harry, so he will not suspect our defection."
"What's Occlumency?" Harry asked curiously.
"It's the counter to blocking others out of your mind while legilimency is the opposite. Now let's begin."
"Legilimens!" Snape said taking out his wand.
Inside Harry's mind Snape could see four-year old Harry doing chores, then getting beatings from her 'loving family', "NOW! BOY OUT!" bellowed the whale-man. Harry was escorted out of the little room and was made to clean up her cousin's dirty mess.
"No!" Harry screamed. She didn't want to see anymore; it reminded her of why she hates that family. However, the memory changed again. This one was different from the 'loving family.' This one was when Harry was just born. James Potter was in the room with Lily, his wife, who just finished giving birth.
"Congratulations, sir! It's a girl," said the one who help deliver the bundle of joy.
"Then we need to change that. Dumbledore and the others will be here by nightfall. Lily-love, we can only tell the ones we trust the most if you want…"
"No, it's ok. He'll find out soon anyway," the woman said, smiling weakly.
"I sure hope Snape does. He may be the only one who can help her," he said before saying the spell. "Glamour insecurity!" Harry was now a boy.
"I'm sorry, my little angel, but we had to use the insecurity glamour on you that so no one will be able to tell that you're a girl and there's only one way to break it," James said to his bundle of joy.
Two hours after using the glamour spell and making another birth certificate for Harry. Dumbledore, Black, and Lupin came to visit.
"Hey, Sirius, can I talk to you?" James asked his best friend, who nodded. The memory was about to change again, but a voice stopped the event from continuing.
"Harry, block it!" roared Snape's voice.
Harry did and she started to glow a light blue before an image of an ice-like prison mirror surrounded her mind.
"That wasn't bad. As much as I would love to continue, detention is over. We'll continue tomorrow. Good day, Potter."
Harry frowned.
"Harry," Snape sighed as ran a hand through his hair. "Goodnight," and the girl bowed before squiring out of Snape's dungeons and towards the common room.
When the girl left, Snape sighed once more. "Potter, you never cease to amaze me."
He mumbled to himself before his thoughts headed to the darkest pits, 'I'll get those damn Dursley's if it's the last thing that I do,' as he went to grade the students papers.
What will happen next? You will never know until the next chapter! Oh, can you figure out the people in dreams? This is my first HPSS fic. My inspiration comes from the many fics that I have read. Leave a review and tell me what you think and what you would like to happen next. This fic will somewhat follow the books.
I know it's a short chapter and some will be that way so that I can keep the story going!
jane