Author's Note: I don't own the story or the characters of Harry Potter, this work is entirely fan-made. The rights to everything Harry Potter belong to J.K Rowling.

Thanks for all of the support I continually get for this story.

At this point, Hermione was furious. The arrogant, self-centred red-head was asking forgiveness for acts against an entire race, taking so much anger and taking so much hatred out on her but what angered her the most was the fact that he and Malfoy had made it so that, of no choice of his own, Hagrid had to give away his dragon that he loved and cared for. No, Hermione was well-past the point of forgiveness. She wanted to pummel him and make him hurt just as much as he had hurt her. Then she stopped and realised that, while she wanted revenge, he was right in one regard. She was of a lower blood-status than the Weasleys and could be locked up in Azkaban for any acts committed against him. Harry decided that this wasn't the time to deal with this and Ronald wasn't going the right way about apologising.

Just before Harry had started talking, Zoe had begun to hear voices in her head that sounded like all of the people around her. Except the only one moving their mouth was Harry, yet she could hear Hagrid's thoughts 'I wonder if Harry can hex him for me', Hermione's thoughts 'Why can't I tell Harry the truth about my feelings and Ron's only thought 'Uhh, what do I do now, he's going to bloody kill me, he likes the Mudblood too much for his own good'. Then, she collapsed to her knees and held her hands to her ears, trying to block out the racing thoughts of concern and confusion ineffectively, as the voices were inside her head, churning around and making her brain hurt. Hagrid noticed this first and carried her up to the hospital wing after she had collapsed. The other four people followed suit.

For the second time in a month, a Potter child was in the matron's hospital wing and the woman thought her job of dealing with them would be over for the year. 'Apparently not' was heard inside Zoe's head. Yet no-one heard the words from the healer's mouth. "Miss Potter, what is wrong? You need to tell me." All she could mumble was "Voices. You… all… head… loud…voices" and then she was forced to drink a potent sleeping draught, that was designed to work instantly. She fell into a deep slumber and Hagrid placed her on the bed to the right of him with a very gentle grip. The matron needn't call Albus for this issue, as it was simply the fact that she was a natural legilimens. A mind reader by birth but only able to unleash it after a certain time. She told all present of her abilities and asked Harry if he could owl his parents to notify them of this most recent development.

He did so at once but returned hastily and immediately after sending the owl, to be with his sister in the hospital wing. His parents had received the letter and had requested a floo route through Professor McGonagall's office after they had told her the news. The worried Potters ran through the all-too-familiar castle with McGonagall at their heels, like an excited crup. All three burst through the oak doors, much to the dismay of Madam Pomfrey who hounded them about her only patient and her rest. While Lily rushed over to her daughter, James walked over to Madam Pomfrey and waved his wand. Harry recognised this as a muffling charm that James had told him about. It was used when people wanted some time to talk privately. The muffled conversation would have sounded to the others like a loud buzzing sound in their ears, like a large bee rattling around their heads but to James and Pomfrey, it was very different.

"Are you sure she's a legilimens? I mean, my family hasn't had a person with that ability for many generations. It is massively unheard of." James said, confident that he would not be overheard through the Muffliato charm. The matron replied with a steady voice and an expression of offence as if he didn't think she knew what she was doing. "I am quite sure. Her brainwaves show no sign of mental or physical instability, and the ability could have come from your wife's side of the family, you know. Either way, she is a legilimens and needs proper training. I have also done a small scan of Harry as well, during his most recent stay here. He may, I am unsure yet, be a metamorphmagus." All of this information was a lot to take in, at once, by only one parent, so James would tell Lily when she was done tending to her children. He lifted the muffling charm deftly and walked over to his daughter, whom Lily had been talking with, even though the calming draught's effects made her more tired.

Harry had taken the opportunity to talk to his dad about his scar as well but this was an issue that Harry needed to keep fairly secret. "Dad, I have to talk to you about something very important," Harry said as he drew his father aside again. "I think Professor Dumbledore did something to Madam Pomfrey. I came here the other day and she seemed terribly worried about me. Then the Headmaster took her to the office and she walked out 5 minutes later, telling me it was just a headache." James goggled at Harry and was shocked that his son would make such an accusation against Professor Dumbledore. Yet he knew that he would not lie about something as serious as this, especially if it involved his scar. James replied back "Are you sure because this could be quite serious. Dumbledore is one of the only people besides your mother, and I who know about your scar."

He continued, ignoring Harry's shocked face "You should have been told this by now by the Headmaster. Your scar is connected to Voldemort, how, we don't yet know. It could be that the part of your scar that relates to him is angry or scared by something and your own body reacts, by taking the pain it feels, out on you. Now back to the Dumbledore thing, if he has done something, it will be to protect you. If it was the information that I have just told you, he should have been telling it to you anyway, instead of me." This shocked Harry and he barely had time to process this before his father dropped another huge bombshell. "Madam Pomfrey also says that you may be a metamorphmagus. It means you might be able to change your physical appearance at will. If you are one, I know a trainee in the Auror department that is a metamorphmagus and she can help you to hone your possible abilities.

Harry nearly had to be taken to a hospital bed himself when he heard this news. It wasn't nearly as bad as the whole scar fiasco but was still a daunting prospect. Having the ability would be cool and fun, to say the least, yet it wasn't something Harry thought was possible to do at will. He asked his father for a chance of knowing for definite, so he called Madam Pomfrey over after she was finished tending to Zoe. Lily also walked over, hugging her son and telling him that his sister would be fine. James explained the situations, both the metamorphmagus and the scar, and Lily just stood there, in shock. James then asked the healer to scan Harry properly to see if he really did have the ability. "Ok then, stand back from him then, I can't have you two interfering with the diagnostic spells. She waved her wand back and forth, muttering under her breath, in Latin or some similar language and a sizzling sound occurred from her wand after a bright shape of a DNA double-helix appeared.

"Well. It looks like he is very much a metamorphmagus. Has he ever even shown signs before?" The matron asked the Potter adults. Lily replied "Yes, but we put it down to accidental magical transfiguration. He always grew his hair back to the length he liked it after I had finished cutting it. It won't stay down and it is always very messy. To think that all this time, you were just using your abilities of a metamorphmagus." Harry felt like he had been punched in the gut by the overload of information but stood strong and walked back over to his friends, and Weasley. "Uh, guys"- they all looked at him "I need to tell you something. It's important, so make yourself scarce Ronald". They all gathered around and Harry made sure Zoe would hear later. "I'm a metamorphmagus!"

Should I keep the chapters this long or have more chapters around the 1K word mark? Let me know.

I am honestly not sure if this chapter was a bit too much in terms of development. I know the trope of Harry being a metamorphmagus is a little overused, at least in the fics I read, but I think that the natural power of legilimency was a different idea that I haven't seen many people explore. I was basing Zoe's reaction to her power the first time off the scene in Fantastic Beasts and the Crimes of Grindelwald, where Queenie has a breakdown after looking for Jacob. I think that a first time reaction would be something like this if people had a lot of built-up emotions or things to say as the person can sense all of this with no control over it at first.