Harry Potter was about to go through a magical transition and it was clear to everyone at the burrow this would change things forever. Amongst those at the burrow was the Weasley family of course, including both Charlie, and Bill's growing family, but also many others, so many in fact the burrow hadn't seen so many people since Bill's wedding. Something special was going to happen tonight which explained the need for the gathering, Harry was expected to find his mate somewhere in the order tonight and he would claim him or her. Harry had been asked a lot of questions about who he'd want in a mate and he's avoided telling anyone one crucial detail that would come out tonight. Harry Potter was gay.

Hermione had been sticking close to Ron's side and just now was beginning to mill about, chatting with Remus, Sirius, and Tonks. She seemed just a little too curious about Nymphadora's growing belly and the toddler she held as he slept. Remus was beaming, his arm protectively around his family, but Sirius seemed uncomfortable, something that struck Hermione as odd but no one else seemed to notice and tonight was all about Harry. She genuinely was curious as to what creature Harry would change into, it seemed no one except for Snape knew and he wasn't telling which led to all the more questions. She suspected that Harry knew something he wasn't letting on to also, but what she hadn't been able to figure out.

Fred and George sat in the dining room, going over plans for the shop and listening to Ginny and Ron squabble over wizards chess. Looking at them you would think things were fine, but in all reality both of the twins were avoiding a conversation that should have been had long ago. While Ron was angry Harry had a creature inheritance and was fuming over the fact that the adults were all so caught up in this creature inheritance business and him finding his fucking mate the twins were both feeling a strange sense of disappointment fill them. They'd never talked about it really, who they'd date, they both had obviously pictured having a significant other but the twins could never see themselves separating and truthfully boy boys had their eye on someone. What they didn't know was it was the same someone. The very same someone who tonight would probably wind up mated to the redheaded sister they somewhat envy for her relationship with the green eyed, raven haired boy. Jealousy had both boys watching Ginny and neither twin was willing to admit the night was not as jolly as it normally would have been.

Neville and Luna sit near Ginny and Ron discussing nargles and neither of which expect to be Harry's mate but they came just the same. Luna had figured out long ago that Harry was definitely gay, she never told anyone his secret, especially given Harry had kept her crush on Ginny a secret. Neville however was the right sex for Harry and was gay, but in his mind he couldn't picture the chosen one, who was literally the most powerful wizard alive, being mated to someone who had the magic ability of a squib ninety percent of the time. The two youngest Weasley's were discussing the latest quiditch matchups and Ginny's certainty that she would be Harry's mate. It seemed like Ron was completely oblivious to the fact that Harry was not interested in his sister, just assuming it was inevitable.

Bill, Charlie, and Percy stood by the clock, mostly there for support. Bill already had a family to care for, Charlie never dated anyone, hadn't for almost four years now unless there was someone back in Romania no one knew about. So the two oldest Weasley boy's were out of the picking and Percy, well Percy had only even been on one date and you don't want to bring it up with him, it was a closely guarded humiliating secret. So they stood by the clock, drinking beers and just discussing things like Charlie's work in Romania and the seemingly high number of baby dragons this year.

Molly glances around the room, taking in the view of a full home again. Aside from Snape everyone belonged in her home and truthfully the very sullen Snape sitting in the corner was wearing at Molly's heart. The man just looked so unhappy and even in the middle of all these people he was still an outcast. But what she didn't see was a forlorn looking Sirius come whisper something to Snape and the two of them step out for a moment.

And then the clock struck midnight, the time they all had been waiting for was finally there and a scream rips through the burrow, one of almost agony, and Harry Potter writhes in pain on his bed in Ron's bedroom. This was not quite what he had been expecting.

The last five minutes had been very long with the sound of the bedside clock ticking and someone standing outside his door, probably Snape with pain potions, supposedly this was supposed to hurt worse than having all your bones skel-gro back into place in your arm. Had you asked Harry five minutes before midnight he would have to say that nothing could hurt as bad as everyone was saying it would. He would have been wrong, very, very, wrong.

Not only did it hurt but it also was an odd feeling, like every cell in his body was changing into something it was not before. He screams so loudly it disturbs the night creatures out in the fields. Then it all stopped, the pain, the screaming, the changing, as quickly as it began the pain was snuffed out. The tension in his body was extreme and he laid on that bed until the tension released and when he sat up he suddenly realized he was about four inches taller and his muscles ached, rubbing his arms he noted his bicep was larger than it had been. He massages the ache out of his arms then his legs. Weary he begins to stand and he falls to the floor.

The door flies open at the sound of the crashing of the boy's body to the floor, a very frazzled Snape and Sirius enter the room and Harry wonders why they appeared to be fine, not at all like they had been fighting, but surely they had been because Snape and Sirius never had gotten along. Snape has two vials in his hands and he hands the boy the first before Harry can even return to his feet, chugging it with a grimace he stands, suddenly feeling a burst of energy that he should not have at midnight.

Sirius waited til Harry stood and then hugs his godson, "Harry, you're a Junivi, this is great. This is the best thing we could have asked for, don't you agree Sev?"

"Well Sirius I think Mr. Potter is definetly in for a long night, drink this Potter it will dimish the last of your wizard blood and help speed up your transition."

"Sev? Sirius?" Harry shoots his godfather a hesitant glance, and the two older men realize they have let something slip. "What are you two up to? You've never been nice to each other before, why now?"

"Listen Harry, Severus and I have something we need to tell you, we were going to wait but it seems like tonight is as good as time as any. Severus and I are mated, we have been together since I escaped Azkaban, he's how I got into the castle to find you. He also was the only one who believed me when I said that I didn't kill Lily and James."

"Mated? But you're a wizard, you both are, you can't be mated… Right?"

"And that Mr. Potter is where you are wrong. We are not both wizards, in fact, only one of us is." Sirius guides Harry to the bed while Severus speaks, knowing the next part of this conversation was going to be very difficult.

"Siri what are you? If you're not a wizard…"

"Well pup you see, I am just an ordinary wizard. Granted I'm an amangius and not everyone can do that but I'm not the special one, Sev is the one with the secret identity. Come on Sev let him see." Siri's brown eyes sparkled with delight when Snape's glamour fell and he had dark purple hair and lavender color eyes, but he also had sharp, pointed ears, and a feminine build, soft curves and gentle skin, not quite female but definitely not the masculine Snape he was used to seeing.

"B-but…" Harry was staring at Snape and then something occurred to his soul. Harry had seen his hair for a second and it was purple just a few shades more neon than Snape and he looked into the mirror above Ron's dresser and a gasp escaped him.

"Why do I look like you? This shouldn't be the case." Harry is rocking back and forth, hysterical.

"Well you see Harry…"

"Severus and I are your parents. The glamour that was over you was to keep you safe until you could inherite your Junivi abilities to protect yourself."

"You mean this whole time, this entire fucking time, I could have had a family, I could have stayed with my parents, things could have been normal and I had to live with those awful pigs for no reason?" Harry rounds on Siri, suddenly angry.

"Drink, Harry."

Taking the potion in hand Harry uncaps it before taking a long, deep swallow. It tastes like honey but burns like fire, and he drinks til the liquid is gone, which seems to take a very long time.

Severus puts up his glamour back up and he strides down the stairs, clearly not wishing to discuss his family relation to the boy much more tonight.