A/N: I do not own these characters, J.K. Rowling does. I only play around with them and make them bow down to me and worship me for not making them do anything too horrible. All flames will be used to perfectly brown my toast the next morning. The POV switches rapidly in this chapter, so don't catch yourself off guard! Sorry for having no author's note in the previous chapter, my brain was temporarily out of order when I uploaded it. The story is no longer untitled, but I assume you already know it is 'What Silver Wolf Can Bring' Since you already have clicked on the link. My pen name is not FireFaerie either, it's FireFaerie33, but, again, I'd rather not insult your intelligence, this is rather just going through an informal process, so just bare with me on this one!

Chapter 2

Harry awoke groggily the next morning, blinded by the blasting of the golden rays of sunshine peering through the common room window. He suddenly rolled off the couch, not knowing where he was. He reached for his glasses, and put them on with staggering motions as he began to have a look around the room. It looked for the most part abandoned, except for a flaming redheaded Weasley.

Harry quietly strode over to Ginny's side, and regarded her face carefully. She looked so delicate and angelic when she was sleeping, which is something that should be left undisturbed. Contrasting enormously to when sleeping, Ginny had a red-hot temper equivalent to that of her brother's. Harry moved to tuck the blanket closer around Ginny's shoulders and kissed her forehead gently before he trudged up the stairs towards his dormitory.

He opened the door slowly, careful not to allow it to creak. As he entered, he could hear loud snoring coming from Ron's direction, and shallow breathing coming from Neville's. Harry plopped down on his four- poster, and grabbed his wristwatch from the bedside table. It read 'too early to get up, to late to fall back asleep.' Harry groaned at the realization. He stifled a yawn and stretched, then headed toward the head boy bathroom.

The hallways looked so different to Harry. He'd seen them in during regular hours, and even after hours, but he'd never been awake to see them this early in the morning. He looked around. The rising sun set a different angle of rays towards the armor, making them glint and shine. The portraits were barely lit in the beautiful, yet dim light, but still looked strikingly beautiful all the same. Harry enjoyed wandering the halls in the morning, and wasn't afraid to enjoy it. According to the rules, he was allowed to about the school this early, but no one in their right minds has ever done so before.

Harry reached the bathroom, still in awe at its unfathomable size. It was even better than the Prefects bathroom he had witnessed last year. It still hit him with puzzlement at why they would build such a large bathroom for just one person. He loomed over the sink gazing at the mirror sleepily; wondering how much messier his hair would be since he had slept on the couch. Groggily he smoothed out his hair, which was surprisingly straight and. one and a half feet?!? ::Oh no OH NO! Damnitt. I never changed back from being a female! Oh shit, I hope no one saw me like this!::

Harry frantically searched through his pocket.when he realized he didn't have a pocket, he was still wearing a mini skirt!

:: Oh, damn this some more! There couldn't be a worse kind of bad luck to grace my presence now.::

Then it hit him. he had no wand. With no wand, he couldn't transfigure himself back into a guy. He finally decided just to take a bath like this. as a girl. He awkwardly fumbled with relieving himself of his clothing.

::How do girls ever fit into these things?::

He peered uncomfortably down at his new body. He examined himself. now knowing first hand everything he wanted to know. and too much he didn't want to know.

::Someone please help me get out of here!! I'm a guy trapped in a girl's body. Well, I guess not the worst thing that could happen.::

He did one final look over, noticing for the first time that he was rather busty indeed, and rather curvy. Who knew the female him would have a supermodel body? Well, if he ever wanted to know what he'd look like as a female, he now knew! The spell was designed to turn you into the opposite sex as if you were born that way.

He turned on the hot water from the gold faucet, and sunk in the deep tub. He stretched out his legs fully with plenty of room to spare, fully enjoying it. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Ginny woke up to a sunshine filled room, the same one Harry had in fact had woken up in earlier. She stretched and yawned, looking about the room but seeing no one. She trounced up the stairs to her dormitory, grabbing the book of muggle poetry she'd gotten last Christmas. It was fairly thick, but nothing compared to Hermione's transfiguration volume. She opened it to where she left off, quickly absorbed in the entwined words and twisted meanings that is the beauty of it all. She snapped out of it, however, when she heard the portrait hole close, wondering who could've been out of bed at this hour?

Harry stopped to look at Ginny. Dawn was breaking, and Ginny looked strikingly beautiful sitting by the window chair. The sunlight splattered across her face, highlighting her natural beauty. Harry was awestruck by the sight, but soon remembered that he was standing there, in a towel.as Morgan. He saw Ginny's head spring up from her book.

::Damn, she must've heard the portrait hole close. I need I hiding space, and bloody fast!::

Ginny turned around on her chair and peered over the top. She looked around, but spotted no one.

::Funny, the portrait hole wouldn't just open on it's own.::

Ginny set her book down and sprang up from her chair. She walked towards the stairs, but couldn't see anyone ascending either staircase. She continued her search towards the couch, but all she saw were the plush cushions and the high, arched back. She checked all the crevices, but yet, found no one.

Harry peered over the edge of the big couch. ::I'm so damn lucky she didn't check BEHIND the couch. Then I would've been unsaveable from Ginny's wrath.:: Harry was wedged in a tight spot between the wall and the oversized couch. But while he stealthily dove behind the couch to avoid being caught by Ginny, he has lost his towel in the process.

Ginny finally gave up looking, but spotted a towel by the coffee table she hadn't noticed before. She went to pick it up, thinking one of the house elves had left it laying there and forgot to take it to the laundry room. She'd take it down to the Great Hall with her later, since she always went down for breakfast early, and give it to one of the house elves that was still making last minute preparations.

Harry watched in horror as Ginny took the last piece of cover up that he had to retain his female body. ::No, Ginny, leave the towel. Not the towel, Ginny, please leave the towel. God damnit Ginny, nooooo!!!! Okay, so now I have nothing to hide my full-frontal nudity. This is just great, I can't really stay in here all day, I do have classes to go to. I'm such a bloody git for not transfiguring myself back to a male when I had the chance back in my dormitory.or I should've at least taken my wand! Maybe there's some way I could get around Ginny without her noticing, and then snatch my towel and run back up to my dormitory.::

Harry silently slid himself out from behind the couch, not making a sound. He saw that Ginny was deeply enraptured in her book once more, so he new he had a slim chance of snatching the towel once more. He dove to the floor, and slithered around, not moving his legs, but inching himself along with his arms. He was silently cursing the scuffling sound he was making when he rubbed against the carpet.

Ginny looked up from her book again. This time she swore she heard something crawling around on the ground, something that sounded very much like a mouse. Ginny arose from her chair, searching once more.

::Oh this is just bloody great.I'm out in the middle of nowhere, easily spotted by the town moron! And she's coming! Oh shit.I guess I'll just quickly scuttle under the comforter I used when I was sleeping.::

Ginny searched the room once again, but to her surprise, found a lump by the couch that she had checked earlier.

"There you are you, you little rat. did you think you could get away without me noticing, I have impeccable hearing! I heard you scuttling around on the carpet!"

::Oh no, she's spotted me, she's coming to get me. holy shit, I see her walking my way.::

"Ron was furious when he couldn't find you last night! He put up a fit, and then he marched upstairs right to his dormitory. And then he came down later, and you just happened to be down here! But, I guess he fell asleep."

Harry lay completely still, ready at any moment for Ginny to just rip the blanket off of him to reveal him completely vulnerable.and completely.naked.

"Scabbers, you've been a bad rat! Here, I'm going to take you back up to Ron's dormitory, so he'll stop worrying about you!" Ginny prodded off with Scabbers, and Harry let out a huge, silent sigh of relief. Harry was about to stand up when he heard Ginny come running back from about 10 yards away.

"Oh, I almost forgot, I guess I'm kind of responsible for this towel also!" Ginny started off again, with Scabbers cupped in her hands and the towel slung over her shoulder.

::Okay, well, this is kind of awkward. I'm naked and alone again. Good think I know a great hiding spot right by my dormitory. I guess I could sneak up there while Ginny's up in the dormitory placing Scabbers on Ron's bed.::

Harry made a break for the staircase, ascending it with lightning speed when he heard Ginny shut the door. It was a little break in the wall, between the fourth year's dormitory and the fifth year's dormitory. Harry heard muffled voices coming from the seventh year's dormitory, and figured it was Ginny scolding Scabbers again. He heard Ginny make a brief comment under her breath as she left, and he watched her descend the staircase and tend to her book once more.

He tiptoed over to the seventh year's door, quickly opening and shutting it, falling back upon it closing his eyes and breathing a sigh of relief once again.

::Phew, thank god I'm safe now.::

Harry opened his eyes to see the only other thing worse than Ginny catching him in this state of affairs. Her brother Ron catching him in this state of affairs.