25th December 2012
Draco hated being in Hospitals, the only way he could describe them would be as one giant, clean, germ. Especially on Christmas morning, he and the boys should be at home opening gifts right now.
St. Mungo's was a bit better, at least there were some interesting maladies to look at.
Like a boy turning into a girl.
He told the children to wait with Uncle George in the waiting room, Draco hadn't seen Harry since he was taken into the emergency ward, writhing on a stretcher.
He was in bed and looked almost the same. His hair, eyes and scar were all there. His features were slightly more feminine and he was definitely shorter and much thinner. He seemed ethereal.
"It's irreversible," Was the first thing he said, "I have all the lady bit's too."
Draco cringed. "That might be a problem," He grabbed Harry's hand. "How are we going to do this?" Draco asked.
"I'm more worried about the kids right now," Harry said, his voice was softer but still had the same quality to it.
"Well," Draco looked him over. "You're still sort of masculine," Draco said, "We could pretend-"
Harry was shaking his head, "No, If we're going to do this it's probably better for the kids if we do it all the way," Draco tried not to giggle at the pun.
"They call me Mum, that sounds weird even to me, I'll legally change my name to some feminine version of Harry, and we go on as normal? I think the best way to do this is like a bandaid, I'll give the press as much as they want then we go back into hiding."
Draco grabbed his hand, "You're the most amazing person I know. OK I'll go get the kids so they can meet their new mum." Draco smiled and left the room.
He stopped smiling as soon as he left the door. He was a gay man, who was now married to the woman of his dreams?
"Mr. Malfoy?" The nurse looked surprised to see him at the inquiry desk.
"I need to see a healer, for a consultation, quickly."
He discreetly slipped twenty galleons onto the desk and she immediately called over a healer, with a charming smile to boot. It was a woman in the green robes of St. Mungo's. She lead Draco to a room and he didn't even wait for an introduction.
"I'm homosexual, married to a woman."
The lady looked completely confused, so Draco explained Harry's situation. The healer looked at him for a long time.
"Here," She grabbed a book off the shelf and copied a potion recipe down on some parchment.
"It's outlawed since they stopped punishing homosexual by impaling them through the anus on a pyramid-shaped object, But I have a few desperate people come to me about it and I always say the same thing, 'you didn't hear it from me'."
Draco nodded seriously, exiting the door quickly. "Pfft, Huffelpuff," he scoffed at the too-trusting healer. He met up with their large family in the waiting room and lead them back to Harry's room. Sirius was the first through the door and before anyone knew it he was curled up at Harry's side.
"OK guys," Harry said in her feminine voice, all the kids looked very off-put, none more so than James.
"This thing," Harry gestured to his newly acquired breasts (ew) and vagina (double ew) "Is just something that's happened, there's nothing we can do, and we're going to get through this 100% positive, so," Harry paused.
"I'm still Harry, but now I'm your mum, I'll be Mrs Malfoy/Potter, and all of you are still my sons, got-it?"
The boys all nodded, she made them all give her a hug and they still looked really unsure.
"Well Mrs Malfoy?" The healer said the name uncertainly, "You're free to go, please keep me posted on how everything's adjusting. Draco followed Harry behind the privacy curtain to get a better look at his body – her body – She was disturbingly thin, presumably from the change and about 3 inches shorter than Draco.
"I can't believe there's something else we need to worry about," Harry said, "finding out who tried to kill you." Draco caught Harry when she tried to walk on her damaged leg, and he passed her the cane. "I'm so glad you weren't poisoned Draco," Harry touched his cheek and limped out to see their kids.
26th December 2012
HARRY POTTER ATTACKED!
Rita Skeeter
This old reporter fondly remembers modern Wizarding Britain's very own Merlin. He's our saviour, the valiant, brave and quite handsome Mr. Harry Potter.
Well after being orphaned and spending his life defending witches and wizards from you-know-who, once again, life hands this brave man, and father of five, some lemons.
For readers uncommon with the Eurofisi Potion, it's a terrible, dark magic that's designed to kill the victim slowly by disfiguring the body.
This potion somehow found its way into Mr. Potter's morning glass of pumpkin juice and yet again, he has defeated death.
At quite a shocking personal cost, it seems, somehow, through a mixture of this potion, Mr. Malfoy's very famous fertility potion and Harry's Werewolf genes, Mr. Potter is now a woman!
Hermione Weasley flipped to page nine to continue reading.
The expert from St. Mungo's Hospital for magical maladies and injuries told this reporter that he believed it was the disfiguring quality of the poison, the survival instinct of the werewolf and a little bit of, in my words, 'feminine charm' from the fertility potion.
Now officially going by the name Harriet Malfoy, Ms Malfoy and her family are just trying to get used to the changes.
I assure all my readers, after spending an afternoon at the Potter's household Harry is still our old war hero, just wrapped up differently.
Hermione again flipped for the official Auror statement of page 13. Ron was playing with Hugo and Rose, she assumed.
28th December
Harry was looking in the mirror at her self naked. She supposed she was ok looking, she was worried Draco would no longer find her attractive but she had been reassured it was quite the opposite. She was a small woman, really not much difference except she didn't have a dick anymore, and had boobs, not much boob but still boob.
Harriet frowned in the mirror.
There was no mistaking her face. To herself she looked the same and she never had noticed how… delicate her features were.
She was surprised she was adjusting so well, there was a brief time in the hospital where she had run around screaming and carrying on but other than that, she wasn't as hot headed as usual.
It was either shock or woman-parts.
Hermione was never irrational and hot-headed. Oh god, Hermione.
Draco bolted up to their bedroom and burst through the door.
"Harry are you alright!" He looked around frantically, and then spotted her naked on the bed.
"Harry?" Draco frowned and approached his recently vagina-ed husband.
"Harry, hey what's wrong?"
Harry was crying her eyes out, Draco was almost frightened, the only time Harry had cried was when Lucius was torturing Sirius.
"I miss Ron and Hermione!" Was Harry's tearful reply, and Draco took a double take.
"They were awful to you!" Draco shouted, causing Harry to nod and laugh hysterically. Draco sat down with her on the bed."Hey, we'll get through this Harry, your article was really well received I've been opening letters all day about how people think you're so brave." Draco pulled her into his arms. "It'll be ok, the kids are coping really well with it, and I think it'll be really good for them, you know, having a mum."
Draco was rewarded with an uncertain smile.
"I think the fertility potion has some hormonal elements to it, because I'm way to comfortable with this." Harry wiped her eyes and Draco hugged her.
"It did, otherwise the body would go into shock and-" Harry shut him up by kissing him. He was a bit taken a back by how soft her lips were, and found himself quite enjoying it.
The adults looked up as a Weasley-red-headed Teddy burst through the door.
"Uncle George is here!" Teddy screamed as he stumbled across the floor. "He wants to see you guys." Teddy left the room, bolting back downstairs. Draco kissed the top of Harry's head and headed downstairs.
Harry quickly got dressed and went down as well.
"Well, well, well!" George looked at Harry with a huge smile on his face, "If it isn't little Miss Potter!"
"I need a favour, Harriet." George said in what was a serious voice except the stress on her name.
"Anything, what's wrong?"
"Could I stay here for a while, I think Angelina will leave me," George looked like he was doing a very poor job of pretending to be happy.
"Of course George, you can take the guest room, here, I'll show you."
Harry limped off; Draco noticing her cane was now far too big for her, it was a while before Harry returned to him, she looked quite downtrodden.
"Angelina has gone work crazy; Gorge is worried about his kids," Harry sighed. "Angelina was always lovely but they got married right after the war ended, there was never much time for her to establish a career but this quiddich gig she has going now is really taking off, Fred's a year younger than the boys and he's left with Roxanne alone when George doesn't know."
"I'll talk to my family lawyer and see that George gets custody, but with the Zabini's, our lot, and George and his kids, we won't fit in this house."
Harry frowned at Draco's bright smile. "We move to the Manor!"
Harry looked quite shocked, "Draco I couldn't impose on your mother like that and-"
Draco jumped across the room and held a finger to Harry's lips. "Look, the only reason I never suggested it before now is that I wasn't eligible to be the head of house because I married a man, and now I can be, Mother can live here of stay in the manor, Llaria can stay there two we can give each family an entire wing, it's huge!"
Harry saw white as Draco prattled on.
"So I was the reason you could never live there?" Harry asked, heated. Draco nodded absently and continued to talk about the Spanish imported gates and the walkway made of real giants' bone.
Harry was just too angry to say anything to him and stormed off. Draco abruptly stopped his excited ranting and watched her go. He sneered after her.
"I liked it more when she yelled at me if I said something wrong."
