Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. This story has nothing to do with the series. Harry Potter is property of J.K.Rowling
Jade: Here's an updated chapter 3. I think this is the longest chapter I've written to far. It is over 2,000 words. Anyway just a note, this story happens around after 4th year. I have not yet read Ootp so even with information I've gathered from other fics and so on, I do not know enough to be able to write from the events of Harry's 5th year. Anyway hope you enjoy!
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Harry could feel his face heat up as Professor McGonagall led him to the 'Woman's' section of the clothes store. Harry knew that he would not look out of place in his current state of body, but that did not stop him from feeling out of place and extremely embarrassed. At various items of clothing, Harry would look away quickly, his face a bright scarlet. Professor McGonagall stepped up to the counter where a witch in her early twenties sat reading a magazine. Harry did not pay much attention to the words exchanged by the two witches, his eyes glued to the floor. Feeling eyes look at him, Harry looked up to find the younger witch looking at him before she turned her attention back to the Professor and giving a quick nod. Harry found that the girl was not altogether bad looking, dark shoulder length hair framing an oval face and with dark chocolate brown eyes. The girl introduced herself as Tammy and stepped from behind the counter, motioning for Harry to follow her. Harry looked to McGonagall in slight surprise. McGonagall noticed his questioning glance and smiled ever so slightly. Clearly Harry had not been listening to the conversation.
"Well Ms Embers, I have some supplies I need to get. Tammy will help you find some suitable clothes; I will come back for you in an hour."
With a nod to both Tammy and Harry, McGonagall turned and swiftly left the shop. Harry blinked at the unfamiliar name. It would take some time for him to get use to and respond to his temporary name. For the amount of time that Harry was to play the role of a girl he was to be known as Jade Embers.
Harry turned to look at Tammy who was patiently waiting for him, a hand resting on her hip and head tilted to the side, examining him. Harry could feel himself blush and nervously began to twirl a strand of inky black hair around his finger. Tammy noticing the nervous gesture smiled and turned, once again motioning for Harry to follow her.
Harry followed behind the girl, feeling as if he was walking to his demise. Harry felt like he would die as he saw where the girl had taken him. Harry felt the strong urge to bolt out of the shop but struggled against it. Tammy motioned Harry to stand beside her and pulled out a measuring tape. The tape sprang to life and began taking the measurements of his hips, waist and bust. Harry fought back another blush and sighed in relief when the measuring tape returned to Tammy's hands. Tammy, having taken down the measurements began walking through the rows of underwear, pulling various articles from the rows. Tammy took hold of Harry's hand and guided him to the fitting rooms. She gave Harry around five bras and shooed him into the fitting room.
"Now I want you to quickly fit these on and then let me see so that any adjustment can be made if needed."
Left alone in the small cubicle, Harry stood unsure of what to do. The cubicle contained a body length mirror, a hook and a chair. Harry hesitantly began to unbutton his shirt. He did not look into the mirror and picked up one of the bras. He unhooked it and put it on. He had some trouble with the clasps and with the help of the talking mirror, was finally finished. Feeling himself blush at having to step out his upper body bare except for the bra, Harry shyly stepped out. Tammy immediately stepped forward and surveyed the fit and making a few minor adjustments ordered Harry to try on the next. When he had finished and put his shirt on again, Tammy led him over to another part in the women's section. Thankful that he didn't have to fit on any underpants, Harry followed.
The next hour was spent finding and fitting skirts, dresses, shirts and blouses. Harry ended up with four skirts, two dresses, three blouses, six shirts, and three pairs of pants. Along with that he also bought three robes and four pairs of shoes. Harry and Tammy walked back to the counter where Professor McGonagall was patiently waiting. She quickly paid for the purchases and left they left the store.
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Harry dumped the bags on his bad and lay down. Harry had been given a separate room for now, until school started again. It wasn't a very fancy room, having only a bed a desk and a bathroom. None the less Harry was comfortable and quite happy.
Harry sat up again and began packing his new clothes in his trunk, keeping a pair of white washed jeans and a dark blue turtleneck along with a pair of under wear. Having finished packing, Harry decided to change. He still felt awkward, his fingers fumbling with the unfamiliar clasps. After some time Harry was finished and only then looked at himself in the mirror. He decided that he didn't look too bad at all and picked up a brush, running it through his hair. He found the brushing to have a calming effect, the silky strands parting easily making the brush glide through.
Harry put down the brush as he heard someone knocking on the door. He quickly moved to open it and let Professor McGonagall in. McGonagall carried in her hands a smallish box which she placed on the desk. She looked Harry over and smiled approvingly. "Very good Mr Potter, you are doing well. I brought you some other things that you might need, there are also some other things I need to talk to you about"
Harry moved over to the desk and picked up the box. He sat down on the bed and opened the box. A beautiful dark wooden music box stood in the centre with various other objects. Harry carefully took out the music box and opened it. A soft melody began to play, but Harry did not notice as his eyes fell on the name, neatly carved on the inside of the lid. The name Lily Evans stared back at Harry. Slowly his eyes slid down to the contents of the box. There were four small compartments, each with the picture of a lily engraved.
Harry opened the first one and found that it contained earrings. There were simple studs and loops of different sizes, small pearl drop earrings, small silver earrings shaped like a tear drop with a small emerald placed in the centre of each and various others. Harry closed the compartment again and opened another. This one contained three rings. One was a simple silver band, a vine like pattern skilfully running around the edges. Another was gold with an emerald set in the centre and smaller diamonds running around it. The last one was a thin band of silver, the centre shaped to look like the eye of a cat. This ring held no stone, but it pulsed with life in Harry's hand. His fingers closed around the ring and he carefully slipped it onto his ring finger. A strange feeling briefly swept over him and created an invisible shield around him. Closing the compartment and opening another he found two necklaces and four bracelets neatly laid out as not to get tangled with each other.
One necklace was made up of small delicate gold links that looked like it would break at the softest touch. It had a bracelet to match. The other necklace was silver with another cat eye charm. The charm held a small whitish stone that Harry could not place. Just as with the ring, the necklace pulsed with power but Harry did not put it on. Closing the compartment without looking at the other bracelets, Harry opened the last one to fend various hair ornaments. Harry let his fingers brush over the trinkets. These were obviously his mother's, and that fact made tears gather in his eyes. Through all this McGonagall stood watching silently, her usually strict demeanour softening as she watched him.
Harry closed the music box, cutting off the song and placed it next to him. He looked into the other box and found lots of small containers and boxes. McGonagall sat down next to Harry and began to explain about the monthly cycles and what to do and expect when such times came around. McGonagall also showed Harry how to braid and tie his hair, how to apply make-up and anything else he needed to know. It took some time for Harry to grasp the technique, but after several tries he was able to do everything to satisfaction.
After McGonagall had left, Dobby had popped up with Harry's dinner since he would not be eating in the Great Hall. The remaining holiday weeks were spent getting use to his predicament. He became more used to his clothes and did not fumble around or take as long to get dressed as when he started. When he left his rooms he was careful not to be seen by any of the other students which was easily done with help from his invisibility cloak and marauder's map. Time seemed to fly by for Harry and soon the new school term would start again, and he would see his friends again.
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(AN: I will from this point on refer to Harry as Jade and him as her)
Jade looked at herself in the mirror. She made sure that her fringe covered the scar that marked her as Harry Potter. She was dressed in the school uniform; her hair braided back, strands already falling from its confines. She did not wear her glasses as they would easily be traced to Harry. Instead she had been given contact lenses, which she now wore.
Jade felt incredibly nervous, her palms sweaty, butterflies fluttering restlessly around in her stomach and her heart beating faster than normal. Her thoughts turned from the upcoming re-sorting to her friends Ron and Hermione. Would they recognize her as their long time friend? If they did what would they say or do? What if they didn't like her anymore? Such questions floated endlessly through her head, increasing her nervousness. Then another thought struck her, what if Malfoy or any other Slytherin found out? He would be teased and taunted endlessly; they would never let him forget it! Jade groaned at the thought, feeling slightly nauseous. Straightening herself up and pushing the Slytherins to the back of her head, Jade left her room for the last time and walked down to the Great hall.
As she stopped before the great doors she listened for her cue to come in. She could hear the other students chatting and catching up with their friends. Harry felt a small pang of longing; he wanted to be in there, sitting with his friends at the Gryffindor table. The hall fell silent, a sign that Dumbledore had stood. "I have some interesting news for you all," Dumbledore had begun to speak "Hogwarts and another Wizarding school have decided to an exchange program. As I'm sure most of you have noticed that Mr. Potter is not here, reason being that he was chosen to go on the exchange." Albus paused here, looking over the students before continuing, "I would like you to welcome our new exchange student, Ms Jade Embers."
Hearing her name, Jade quickly stepped into the hall and proceeded to the front where McGonagall waited with the sorting hat. The students and teachers were clapping politely, open curiosity on many of the student's faces. All the teachers had been notified of Harry's changes, so naturally they were not at all surprised or curious. Jade reached the front and sat on the hair, for the second time in her life, the sorting hat was placed on her head.
"Aah, so you are back, and changed too, in more ways than you think." The hat whispered in her mind. "Now where should I place you? You're mind has changed since the last time I sorted you, yes still full of courage and a thirst for true knowledge. Loyalty, yes, hmmm a disregard for rules though your intentions mean well, definitely cunning. Ohh and look at this, secrets that you have not uncovered about yourself yet but will have much influence you. Now where shall I put you….yes yes I know….it shall be…"
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