Title: School, Quidditch, and an Accidental Gender Change
Chapter One: I'm a…WHAT?
Summery:
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I wish I did, because Dumbledore wouldn't be- well never mind. Harry Potter just would be slightly- erm- different.
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It was almost five AM. Hermione Granger had woken up early to that feeling in her bones she got whenever then boys had thrown themselves into trouble.
She stirred her straw around cup of coffee and sighed. She knew it was going to be a long day—and she hadn't even figured out what had gone wrong yet.
As her eyes drooped, she gave in and fell into a restless sleep on a common room couch.
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Two hours later, Harry James Potter awoke with a start. It was Saturday, so Harry wouldn't normally have been up for another three plus hours.
The boy was drenched in sweat, and his clothes were sticking to his skin. He had had another nightmare, the same one he had been having since Dumbledore's death months earlier.
As Harry slowly climbed out of bed, he felt a little funny. Weaker in a way, and heavier.
Though still groggily, he smiled to himself.
Better lay off those pumpkin pasties he thought.
Pulling off a sweaty night shirt, Harry looked at himself in the bathroom mirror.
And if he was really the same gender as he looked, he would of screamed.