Title: Double Life
Rated: R content, eventually
Summery: Harry wake up one morning avec fifth year with an unpleasant surprise. He may not be a Metamorphmagus, but he will be able to spy in Slytherin without them knowing who he is.
Notes: The story is a WIP updated every Monday.
Chapter 3 – Train Ride
Morning came and Harry packed the rest of his things quickly. Compared to the previous years, the start of the year run wasn't very rushed. Tonks and Remus took him to King's Cross Station and Platform 9 ¾ by using the Floo Network from the Three Broomstick to the Leaky Cauldron and then a Muggle taxi. Once on the platform, he sat down on the floor while his two 'guards' Apparated to Hogsmeade to take Fortuna from Hogwarts to the Platform 9 ¾. He had to wait only a small while before his best friends came on. In an amazing turn of event, the Weasleys were in advance. Maybe it was the fact that the twins weren't there anymore. This year, it was only Ron, Hermione, Mrs. Weasley and Ginny that came to King's Cross. They would truly miss the twins.
As soon as Mrs. Weasley saw Harry, she was on him, assuring herself that those Muggles didn't hurt him. Harry had to work to be able to breath and some first years appeared amazed that some woman over hugged The Harry Potter. Ron, a little behind his mother, was clearly embarrassed by his mother's display. Hermione, on the other hand, seem to be waiting for her turn at smothering him. Harry, a little limply, let them do it. They needed the reassurance, since they thought he passed the whole summer with the Dursley. To say that instant he lived Hermione dream vacation! While he couldn't tell them the truth, he still could say that he was all right. Which was mostly true, except that he was a bit tired from redoing the OWLs.
They got on the train. While Ron and Hermione went to the Prefect Compartment, Harry and Ginny chose a compartment that was empty and exchanged about their summer. Apparently, Ron was insufferable about Ginny having a boyfriend. It was sad to admit, but Harry was not surprised. He helped her find a few solutions that would help, which consisted of finding all the boys from Ron's dormitories and asking them to describe to Ron exactly how 'badly' Dean would treat a girl like Ginny. It was a good while on the ride before Ron and Hermione joined them. And if Hermione hadn't told him in her letter that she went to Ireland in the summer, he sure would know now.
"And really, Ireland was just fan-tas-tic. There is a lot of little known place were druids used to perform their typical type of magic. So little is known about it since..."
Ron wasn't listening since he already had head it. He was busier eying Ginny, who seem to want go get out of the compartment. Harry was not sure if he should pay more attention to Ron and tell him to lay off his sister or to be attentive to Hermione rambling about Ireland. Before he could decide, hell exploded. Which means that Neville and Dean joined them. That stopped short Hermione, but Ron was beginning to be red in the face. Apparently, he was still overprotective of his sister and did not like that she had a boyfriend. Harry decided that a tactical retreat was a very good idea.
He went out and walked to find people from the DA to ask them about their summer. He met most of them, who all passed their DADA OWLs and took great joy in telling him. He even saw Cho Chang, the girl he had been interested in the year before, but he was still ticked off at her about that business with Marietta. When he went back to the compartment, only Neville and Ron were there. They were talking about the Quidditch team. Harry joined by adding that he thought that Katie would probably make a great Captain. Then followed a discussion about what the team would look like once all the position were filled again. After a small time, Hermione came back. Harry leaned towards her.
"You too thought it was a good idea to see everyone else after the summer?"
Hermione looked at him with a reproving look. "You abandoned me here! What was I suppose to do? I do want to defend Ginny, but Ron's going over the top. He doesn't even listen anymore!"
After that, they all did a little bit of small talk until the yearly train meeting with Malfoy. Only insults were exchanged. It was almost as if Malfoy came to annoy them by obligation because it was traditional. In fact, Malfoy seem really distracted before disappearing.
It was now dark outside. They were close enough to Hogwarts that they all went to get changed. Once the train stopped, they got down.
"Firs' years over here! Firs' year follow me! Hello there Harry!"
Hagrid was there to greet the new students this year. That in itself was very good news. Harry greeted him before going to a carriage with Ron and Hermione. He didn't look too much at the Thestral. Once they were all sat down, a girl their age was behind them.
"I can sit here? Those carriage seem to feel pretty quickly."
Turning around, Harry had the surprise of his life. She had long black hair curly hair and brown eyes. It was him, or to be exact, Fortuna. Ron was looking at 'her' strangely and nodded so fast he probably got brain damage.
"I'm Fortuna Fitzgerald. And you are?"
"Ron, Ron Weasley. This is Harry and that is Hermione Granger."
Fortuna smiled strangely and not exactly kindly at Ron. She turned and addressed Hermione, asking what house they were in.
"Oh, we are all in Gryffindor."
"Really. Myself I am hoping for Slytherin."
She said that last bit looking disdainfully at her nails. Harry couldn't believe how she, well, himself was acting. True, he was supposed to get friendly with Slytherins, but did he need to be as nasty with his own friends?
"You, stop looking at my cleavage, by Merlin," said an irritated voice.
Harry looked at Ron, and caught him actually staring at his breast. Well, Fortuna's. His best friend was leering at his own female form! He turned toward Hermione to find her glaring at Fortuna, jealous of the attention. When they got to Hogwarts, Harry got out fast. Knowing he would have to live that again tomorrow was almost too much. He almost ran to the Great Hall. Neither Hermione nor Ron remarked, as they were too busy glaring or leering at Fortuna.
When they joined him and sat down, however, things got back to normal. In other words, Hermione and Ron began to bicker about how much of a pig Ron was, to stare like that at a girl.
"Look, Harry didn't salivate because of her presence!" Hermione was trying to bring him in the argument, pleading with her eyes to agree with her.
"Oh, no. You won't get me to take part in that argument."
Fortunately, it was the very moment Professor McGonagall chose to enter the Great Hall. The first years looked even smaller than last year. One big difference was that Fortuna accompanied the professor. She followed directly to the stool and stood beside the teacher while the Sorting Hat was put upon it. It sang something about the quality of each House, but that told not to fall in the flaw of those House. Different, but nothing out of the ordinary. Then, Professor McGonagall spoke to the students.
"This year, exceptionally, we have a transfer student. She will be sorted before the other. Then, it will be the first year turn. When I name you, just sit on the stool and I'll put the Sorting Hat on your Head. So, Fitzgerald, Fortuna."
The girl sat confidently on the stool and the Sorting Hat was placed on her head. It took about ten second before yelling "Slytherin". She went to the Slytherin table, were student were applauding. Harry saw that 'he' sat between Malfoy and Millicent Bullstrode. Malfoy seem not to be able to look elsewhere then at him. All Feast long, Harry caught Malfoy actively flirting with an uninterested Fortuna. Hermione getting impatient that all the male, or at least those sitting close to her, were staring at the new girl. Harry decided to talk to her before she exploded.
"Look, Malfoy being awfully insistent, isn't he, and she doesn't look really interested. How long to you think before she slap him?"
Even if he spoke softly only to Hermione, Seamus, who was sitting directly in front of her, heard. It didn't take long after that for the Slytherin table becoming the entertainment of the Gryffindor table.
After a fun ten minutes for everyone, except Harry, Fortuna seemed to remark the Gryffindor interested in the going on. Almost immediately, Malfoy looked up before flushing. After about ten seconds, when they all thought that it was finished Malfoy suddenly became whiter that ever before taking a red taint that could rival those of the Weasleys. He got up suddenly and went.
The Slytherins seem to find it even funnier then the Gryffindors. Fortuna must have said something that really impressed them, since Millicent Bullstrode was busy congratulating her with a slap on the shoulder that almost made the dark haired girl fall head first on her plate.
Disinteresting himself from his fate for the next day, Harry concentrated himself on the reactions of his fellow Gryffindors. Most of the witches seem overjoyed that a boy got what was coming to him. Most of the wizards seem ready to consider her an equal not to be messed with. In other words, without using force, Fortuna just showed that she could hold her own. For most of the school, it was enough. But Harry understood enough about the cunning of the Slytherins to know that it would only make them more malicious in their dealing with her, just to try to get one over her. There were two results that were possible. She could fail and be relegated to the bottom of the Slytherin social scale or she could win and have a place equal or higher than that of Malfoy. She would need to pay great attention to Malfoy and all of his allies, because they were the one who could loose something.
Turning back to the Slytherins' table, Harry looked carefully along it, till he found a particularly furious face. It was that of Pansy Parkinson. Maybe she was just mad that Malfoy left her alone with the task of helping the younger prefects, but it probably had more to do with how outrageously Malfoy had ignored her all dinner long.
Finally, students stopped eating and the tables were cleared. Dumbledore began the usual announcement about the Forbidden Forest, which was just that, forbidden. They were told again about the interdiction of doing Magic in the corridors and of Filch growing list of forbidden objects that now included, under that term, "anything that had something to do with Georges or Fred Weasley, including all of the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes products." That made Ron ask aloud to those around him if he had the right to receive owls from his brothers. The Headmaster had to stop during his speech to let most of the school time to snicker, some at Filches rage at the twins and those close to Ron at the letter comment.
When he began to speak again, Dumbledore was far more serious then he ever had been.
"Due in part to the war that demand the attention of all with notions on how to combat the Dark Arts, and in part to the apparent curse on the post, no Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher has been found. Since the course is still required of those students bellow fifth year and that some older students wish to specialise in the branch, a temporary solution has been found. You will be taught by your head of House, except for the Hufflepuffs that will be taught by Professor Flitwick, since Professor Sprout always had far to gentle dispositions to be particularly interested in offensive and defensive spells."
There was a small break here that most Slytherin used to snicker at Sprout. Dumbledore levelled a glare at those students and they quieted swiftly.
"Since those teachers already have a full course to teach, it has been decided that for the younger years, they would be tutored by older students. That means that students who had an OWLs in Defence Against the Dark Arts will be asked to tutor a small group of first, second, third and forth year. The teacher assigned to their House will be there more as a resource in case of problems than anything else. The afternoon of each Wednesday will be dedicated to that, so that nobody can argue about the tutoring not fitting in his or her schedule. Do not worry, you will receive a list of what most be shown. It is, however, important that the tutoring be received, because there still will be exams for everyone in the subject, except, of course, the sixth and seventh year who chose not to take the subject."
There was a small laughter at that. Most students were far too busy being astonished about the tutoring part to react to the small joke.
"Of course, we encourage more of those students to join the course. All requirement for it have been dropped."
Dumbledore concluded by dismissing the students. Harry and his friends walked quickly to get to the Common Room before the first years. Hermione pleaded tiredness before retiring to her dorm. Ron and Harry were left alone, so they went upstairs were they begun a small discussion with the others boy about what course they had.
"Imagine, I got six OWLs. I even had an A in Potions!"
Neville seen to be still confused about his results, since he apparently had done a lot better than he thought he would. "I even got two O. In Herbology and in DADA."
Harry smiled.
"Well, if we forget Hermione, you were one of those who learned the quickest in our group last year. I think that what said McGonagall in the first Transfigurations course last year most be true. You can't do things because you think you can't do them."
Neville seem thoughtful after that, before shrugging.
"Anyway, the important was that I could take Herbology and I don't have to take Potions anymore."
Harry groaned. "I wanted to try to become an Auror and McGonagall said I needed Potions for it. Except that I didn't make it. The bastard asks for an O. If you had less than O, he won't let you in, apparently even if you're a Slytherin. I still took all the other courses I needed and I'll try to make for it anyway, but it's possible I can't. McGonagall did say that they asked for five NEWTs, and listed some I would need, but never say it had to be those."
Ron seems to pale. "I only took four courses. I won't turn into another Hermione. She already told me she was taking eight courses. Including Potions."
Harry snickered. "Well, we can let Snape scare us all away. We're Gryffindors. Must like up to our name. I would have taken it if I could just to annoy the greasy git."
"Merlin, now I want to go ask McGonagall to add me in that course. I did had an O in Potions."
Dean gave the impression more of considering than of being definitive. But when all the other boys began to promise to help with his Potions homework and to help him with catching up with his others homework when he got detention from Snape convinced him. After that, the y mostly felt silent and the last thing Harry remembered was Neville snores.
To be continued...
Next: Fortuna's day.
I want to thanks those who reviewed. I'm happy that I'm not the only one who enjoys the story.
LadyLilyPotter: It thinks you actually influenced my story. Or I just got confused myself when I wrote about Harry reaction to Fortuna. As for the class, I thought it was very important, if not, it would be easy to do the link between them.
Witchfire37: Well, I did want to write about the changing gender part of the story, but my idea was more about Harry finding himself in Slytherin without them knowing who he is.
Lanfear1: That was my idea too, when inspiration stuck.
Pegeuk: I can only wish that you remembered the title. I did want to make this fiction more than just a changing gender one and I'll to my best to let the "spying in Slytherin" part his rightful place.
Anonymous: I will, thanks for the encouragement.
Rated: R content, eventually
Summery: Harry wake up one morning avec fifth year with an unpleasant surprise. He may not be a Metamorphmagus, but he will be able to spy in Slytherin without them knowing who he is.
Notes: The story is a WIP updated every Monday.
Chapter 3 – Train Ride
Morning came and Harry packed the rest of his things quickly. Compared to the previous years, the start of the year run wasn't very rushed. Tonks and Remus took him to King's Cross Station and Platform 9 ¾ by using the Floo Network from the Three Broomstick to the Leaky Cauldron and then a Muggle taxi. Once on the platform, he sat down on the floor while his two 'guards' Apparated to Hogsmeade to take Fortuna from Hogwarts to the Platform 9 ¾. He had to wait only a small while before his best friends came on. In an amazing turn of event, the Weasleys were in advance. Maybe it was the fact that the twins weren't there anymore. This year, it was only Ron, Hermione, Mrs. Weasley and Ginny that came to King's Cross. They would truly miss the twins.
As soon as Mrs. Weasley saw Harry, she was on him, assuring herself that those Muggles didn't hurt him. Harry had to work to be able to breath and some first years appeared amazed that some woman over hugged The Harry Potter. Ron, a little behind his mother, was clearly embarrassed by his mother's display. Hermione, on the other hand, seem to be waiting for her turn at smothering him. Harry, a little limply, let them do it. They needed the reassurance, since they thought he passed the whole summer with the Dursley. To say that instant he lived Hermione dream vacation! While he couldn't tell them the truth, he still could say that he was all right. Which was mostly true, except that he was a bit tired from redoing the OWLs.
They got on the train. While Ron and Hermione went to the Prefect Compartment, Harry and Ginny chose a compartment that was empty and exchanged about their summer. Apparently, Ron was insufferable about Ginny having a boyfriend. It was sad to admit, but Harry was not surprised. He helped her find a few solutions that would help, which consisted of finding all the boys from Ron's dormitories and asking them to describe to Ron exactly how 'badly' Dean would treat a girl like Ginny. It was a good while on the ride before Ron and Hermione joined them. And if Hermione hadn't told him in her letter that she went to Ireland in the summer, he sure would know now.
"And really, Ireland was just fan-tas-tic. There is a lot of little known place were druids used to perform their typical type of magic. So little is known about it since..."
Ron wasn't listening since he already had head it. He was busier eying Ginny, who seem to want go get out of the compartment. Harry was not sure if he should pay more attention to Ron and tell him to lay off his sister or to be attentive to Hermione rambling about Ireland. Before he could decide, hell exploded. Which means that Neville and Dean joined them. That stopped short Hermione, but Ron was beginning to be red in the face. Apparently, he was still overprotective of his sister and did not like that she had a boyfriend. Harry decided that a tactical retreat was a very good idea.
He went out and walked to find people from the DA to ask them about their summer. He met most of them, who all passed their DADA OWLs and took great joy in telling him. He even saw Cho Chang, the girl he had been interested in the year before, but he was still ticked off at her about that business with Marietta. When he went back to the compartment, only Neville and Ron were there. They were talking about the Quidditch team. Harry joined by adding that he thought that Katie would probably make a great Captain. Then followed a discussion about what the team would look like once all the position were filled again. After a small time, Hermione came back. Harry leaned towards her.
"You too thought it was a good idea to see everyone else after the summer?"
Hermione looked at him with a reproving look. "You abandoned me here! What was I suppose to do? I do want to defend Ginny, but Ron's going over the top. He doesn't even listen anymore!"
After that, they all did a little bit of small talk until the yearly train meeting with Malfoy. Only insults were exchanged. It was almost as if Malfoy came to annoy them by obligation because it was traditional. In fact, Malfoy seem really distracted before disappearing.
It was now dark outside. They were close enough to Hogwarts that they all went to get changed. Once the train stopped, they got down.
"Firs' years over here! Firs' year follow me! Hello there Harry!"
Hagrid was there to greet the new students this year. That in itself was very good news. Harry greeted him before going to a carriage with Ron and Hermione. He didn't look too much at the Thestral. Once they were all sat down, a girl their age was behind them.
"I can sit here? Those carriage seem to feel pretty quickly."
Turning around, Harry had the surprise of his life. She had long black hair curly hair and brown eyes. It was him, or to be exact, Fortuna. Ron was looking at 'her' strangely and nodded so fast he probably got brain damage.
"I'm Fortuna Fitzgerald. And you are?"
"Ron, Ron Weasley. This is Harry and that is Hermione Granger."
Fortuna smiled strangely and not exactly kindly at Ron. She turned and addressed Hermione, asking what house they were in.
"Oh, we are all in Gryffindor."
"Really. Myself I am hoping for Slytherin."
She said that last bit looking disdainfully at her nails. Harry couldn't believe how she, well, himself was acting. True, he was supposed to get friendly with Slytherins, but did he need to be as nasty with his own friends?
"You, stop looking at my cleavage, by Merlin," said an irritated voice.
Harry looked at Ron, and caught him actually staring at his breast. Well, Fortuna's. His best friend was leering at his own female form! He turned toward Hermione to find her glaring at Fortuna, jealous of the attention. When they got to Hogwarts, Harry got out fast. Knowing he would have to live that again tomorrow was almost too much. He almost ran to the Great Hall. Neither Hermione nor Ron remarked, as they were too busy glaring or leering at Fortuna.
When they joined him and sat down, however, things got back to normal. In other words, Hermione and Ron began to bicker about how much of a pig Ron was, to stare like that at a girl.
"Look, Harry didn't salivate because of her presence!" Hermione was trying to bring him in the argument, pleading with her eyes to agree with her.
"Oh, no. You won't get me to take part in that argument."
Fortunately, it was the very moment Professor McGonagall chose to enter the Great Hall. The first years looked even smaller than last year. One big difference was that Fortuna accompanied the professor. She followed directly to the stool and stood beside the teacher while the Sorting Hat was put upon it. It sang something about the quality of each House, but that told not to fall in the flaw of those House. Different, but nothing out of the ordinary. Then, Professor McGonagall spoke to the students.
"This year, exceptionally, we have a transfer student. She will be sorted before the other. Then, it will be the first year turn. When I name you, just sit on the stool and I'll put the Sorting Hat on your Head. So, Fitzgerald, Fortuna."
The girl sat confidently on the stool and the Sorting Hat was placed on her head. It took about ten second before yelling "Slytherin". She went to the Slytherin table, were student were applauding. Harry saw that 'he' sat between Malfoy and Millicent Bullstrode. Malfoy seem not to be able to look elsewhere then at him. All Feast long, Harry caught Malfoy actively flirting with an uninterested Fortuna. Hermione getting impatient that all the male, or at least those sitting close to her, were staring at the new girl. Harry decided to talk to her before she exploded.
"Look, Malfoy being awfully insistent, isn't he, and she doesn't look really interested. How long to you think before she slap him?"
Even if he spoke softly only to Hermione, Seamus, who was sitting directly in front of her, heard. It didn't take long after that for the Slytherin table becoming the entertainment of the Gryffindor table.
After a fun ten minutes for everyone, except Harry, Fortuna seemed to remark the Gryffindor interested in the going on. Almost immediately, Malfoy looked up before flushing. After about ten seconds, when they all thought that it was finished Malfoy suddenly became whiter that ever before taking a red taint that could rival those of the Weasleys. He got up suddenly and went.
The Slytherins seem to find it even funnier then the Gryffindors. Fortuna must have said something that really impressed them, since Millicent Bullstrode was busy congratulating her with a slap on the shoulder that almost made the dark haired girl fall head first on her plate.
Disinteresting himself from his fate for the next day, Harry concentrated himself on the reactions of his fellow Gryffindors. Most of the witches seem overjoyed that a boy got what was coming to him. Most of the wizards seem ready to consider her an equal not to be messed with. In other words, without using force, Fortuna just showed that she could hold her own. For most of the school, it was enough. But Harry understood enough about the cunning of the Slytherins to know that it would only make them more malicious in their dealing with her, just to try to get one over her. There were two results that were possible. She could fail and be relegated to the bottom of the Slytherin social scale or she could win and have a place equal or higher than that of Malfoy. She would need to pay great attention to Malfoy and all of his allies, because they were the one who could loose something.
Turning back to the Slytherins' table, Harry looked carefully along it, till he found a particularly furious face. It was that of Pansy Parkinson. Maybe she was just mad that Malfoy left her alone with the task of helping the younger prefects, but it probably had more to do with how outrageously Malfoy had ignored her all dinner long.
Finally, students stopped eating and the tables were cleared. Dumbledore began the usual announcement about the Forbidden Forest, which was just that, forbidden. They were told again about the interdiction of doing Magic in the corridors and of Filch growing list of forbidden objects that now included, under that term, "anything that had something to do with Georges or Fred Weasley, including all of the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes products." That made Ron ask aloud to those around him if he had the right to receive owls from his brothers. The Headmaster had to stop during his speech to let most of the school time to snicker, some at Filches rage at the twins and those close to Ron at the letter comment.
When he began to speak again, Dumbledore was far more serious then he ever had been.
"Due in part to the war that demand the attention of all with notions on how to combat the Dark Arts, and in part to the apparent curse on the post, no Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher has been found. Since the course is still required of those students bellow fifth year and that some older students wish to specialise in the branch, a temporary solution has been found. You will be taught by your head of House, except for the Hufflepuffs that will be taught by Professor Flitwick, since Professor Sprout always had far to gentle dispositions to be particularly interested in offensive and defensive spells."
There was a small break here that most Slytherin used to snicker at Sprout. Dumbledore levelled a glare at those students and they quieted swiftly.
"Since those teachers already have a full course to teach, it has been decided that for the younger years, they would be tutored by older students. That means that students who had an OWLs in Defence Against the Dark Arts will be asked to tutor a small group of first, second, third and forth year. The teacher assigned to their House will be there more as a resource in case of problems than anything else. The afternoon of each Wednesday will be dedicated to that, so that nobody can argue about the tutoring not fitting in his or her schedule. Do not worry, you will receive a list of what most be shown. It is, however, important that the tutoring be received, because there still will be exams for everyone in the subject, except, of course, the sixth and seventh year who chose not to take the subject."
There was a small laughter at that. Most students were far too busy being astonished about the tutoring part to react to the small joke.
"Of course, we encourage more of those students to join the course. All requirement for it have been dropped."
Dumbledore concluded by dismissing the students. Harry and his friends walked quickly to get to the Common Room before the first years. Hermione pleaded tiredness before retiring to her dorm. Ron and Harry were left alone, so they went upstairs were they begun a small discussion with the others boy about what course they had.
"Imagine, I got six OWLs. I even had an A in Potions!"
Neville seen to be still confused about his results, since he apparently had done a lot better than he thought he would. "I even got two O. In Herbology and in DADA."
Harry smiled.
"Well, if we forget Hermione, you were one of those who learned the quickest in our group last year. I think that what said McGonagall in the first Transfigurations course last year most be true. You can't do things because you think you can't do them."
Neville seem thoughtful after that, before shrugging.
"Anyway, the important was that I could take Herbology and I don't have to take Potions anymore."
Harry groaned. "I wanted to try to become an Auror and McGonagall said I needed Potions for it. Except that I didn't make it. The bastard asks for an O. If you had less than O, he won't let you in, apparently even if you're a Slytherin. I still took all the other courses I needed and I'll try to make for it anyway, but it's possible I can't. McGonagall did say that they asked for five NEWTs, and listed some I would need, but never say it had to be those."
Ron seems to pale. "I only took four courses. I won't turn into another Hermione. She already told me she was taking eight courses. Including Potions."
Harry snickered. "Well, we can let Snape scare us all away. We're Gryffindors. Must like up to our name. I would have taken it if I could just to annoy the greasy git."
"Merlin, now I want to go ask McGonagall to add me in that course. I did had an O in Potions."
Dean gave the impression more of considering than of being definitive. But when all the other boys began to promise to help with his Potions homework and to help him with catching up with his others homework when he got detention from Snape convinced him. After that, the y mostly felt silent and the last thing Harry remembered was Neville snores.
To be continued...
Next: Fortuna's day.
I want to thanks those who reviewed. I'm happy that I'm not the only one who enjoys the story.
LadyLilyPotter: It thinks you actually influenced my story. Or I just got confused myself when I wrote about Harry reaction to Fortuna. As for the class, I thought it was very important, if not, it would be easy to do the link between them.
Witchfire37: Well, I did want to write about the changing gender part of the story, but my idea was more about Harry finding himself in Slytherin without them knowing who he is.
Lanfear1: That was my idea too, when inspiration stuck.
Pegeuk: I can only wish that you remembered the title. I did want to make this fiction more than just a changing gender one and I'll to my best to let the "spying in Slytherin" part his rightful place.
Anonymous: I will, thanks for the encouragement.