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Summary: Harry has just discovered three vital things. One: His father was gay. Two: His mother is not really his mother. Three: Severus Snape is a very sexy man. He's in for an interesting year...

A/n: No I'm not going to give up on this (special thanks to my beautiful reviewers!) I just had a big French/English History project I'm trying to get finished before Friday . Then I had this big fricken test(s) for three classes! And next week's finals! I'm screwed...

To Do When Your World Turns Upside Down; Chapter 2

"You aren't serious, are you Pansy?" Harry pleaded as she listed to the witch at the desk all of the things that Pansy had signed him up for. Makeover hell. He was getting the full bloody treatment! Massages and all!

"And the hair color... Hmm, I like the shade it is, but I'm willing for a change, make it platinum. Completely, also grow it out a bit, down past his shoulders so he can keep it pulled back." Harry's jaw dropped. How DARE she! Oh well, she was Pansy Parkinson after all...

"Don't forget the nails! I want them three centimeters long, with a protection charm so they won't break and he won't have to worry about caring for them. Same goes for the hair; I don't want the hair to start to fade after all! Toes... Make sure the nails are cut short and even, also protected from growing or breaking. I want his eyes to be turned into a dark shade of red. That would be wicked... Also scare QUITE a few people!"

"THAT'S IT! I draw the line there, I want green eyes, merci beaucoup," Harry stated flatly. Pansy shrugged and nodded.

"Fine. But with red flecks." Harry sighed. "Now I want the Extreme Massage package 4, this man has never had one. And a full facial treatment," she finally finished. The witch nodded, filled out a form, and three hours, much pain, plucking, and wand waving later, Harry had finally made the full transformation from 'Harry' to 'Sean.' No one would ever mistake him again (not even this author, hehe).

"You know what would be a good way to end the day?" Pansy said, a sparkle in her eye. Blaise looked at Sean and shook his head defeated. He got behind her a bit.

"SLEEPOVER!" she yelled, jumping up and down, waving her arms. Blaise managed to imitate her perfectly, looking like an idiot in the process... But perfectly. Apparently he's had practice...

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Pansy had talked to someone or another, and they were supplied with food, drinks, and sweets for their little 'party.' Someone (probably Draco) spiked the pineapple juice and soon Blaise and Draco were giggling about Sean's white hair… Boys anyway…

"Let's sing!" Blaise chirped happily. He reached inside one of Pansy's bags and pulled out a toothbrush. "I am a poor boy too, par umm pumm pumm pumm! I have no gifts to bring, par umm pumm pumm, rumm pumm pumm pumm.." he started singing.

"NO NO NO!" Draco exclaimed. "You're doing it all wrong," he giggled. "Something ripped, right outta my bum bum bum bum! A big 'ol bean it was, in my tum! It made me gag and say dum dum dum dum dum—" But Pansy cut both of them off.

"That's a stupid song! 'Walking in a winter wonder land!" she sang, apparently not knowing the words too well. Draco's eyes lit up.

"Lacy things, my wife is missin! I didn't ask for her permission . I'm wearin' her clothes. Silk Panty-Hose! Walkin 'round in women's underwear!" Sean couldn't take it anymore; he burst up laughing suddenly, and promptly fell off of his chair clutching his stomach, not being able to breath. Draco took this as a sign to continue:

"At the store, there is a teddy. With little straps, like spaghetti, they hold me so tight, like handcuffs at night, walkin round in women's underwear." Draco stood up and started to strut up and down the room. "At the office there's this guy named... Melvin!" Draco shook his hips back and fourth at the word Melvin, "And he pretends I am Murphy Brown! He says, "Are you ready" we say "WOAH MAN!" Draco held up a hand as if to say STOP! "Let's wait until the wife goes outta town! Later on, if ya wanna," Draco throws his head back, his hair flying everywhere, and he blinks seductively, "We can dress, like Madonna! Put on some eye shade, and join the parade, walking 'round in women's underwear." Draco smiles at the song's end and begins laughing with the rest.

"B-bbbb-big, baaad Slyy—ytherin," he gasped out, still laughing. He stopped for a second and began laughing again. Draco, Blaise, and Pansy had long since joined them; it took awhile to get them calmed down!

"What, may I ask, is going on in here?" a drawling voice asked from the door. Severus had actually seen the show from a side view, but chose to keep quiet for awhile. It was quite interesting...

"Just have a bit of fun, Uncle Sev," Draco chortled. Severus gave the four a small smile, really small... And shook his head. "I need to see you bright and early tomorrow Mr. Riddle," he said, giving Sean a pointed look. Suddenly he gasped.

"M-mr. Riddle?" he says shakily. "What happened to you?" he gasps out. He quickly adjusts the positioning on his cloak, hiding his lower body.

"Makeover," Sean says simply. He smirks at his Professor's reaction to his new looks. Well, he didn't look exactly ugly after all...

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"Well, Mr. Riddle. I am glad to see that you have arrived at a decent hour," Severus Snape comments as Sean enters the Cabin's common room at seven a.m. sharp.

"Of course, I couldn't miss a chance to talk to you, professor," Sean purred. He giggled inwardly at the baffled look on his professors's face. "What can I do you for.. Err, do for you?" Again, he giggled inwardly.

"I-I.. Yes, well. I was instructed to ask you about an animagus form, to ask you what you wish to become. Your father holds this transformation in highest regards, the most important thing on the to-do list at the moment," Severus informed him. Sean nodded.

"I wanted to be a macaw," Sean replied shortly. The potions master raised an eyebrow.

"A Bird, Mr. Riddle?" he asked, eyebrow still raised.

"Yes, that's right. A macaw. Is there a problem with that?"

"Well, no, I suppose, but your father won't be too happy..."

"So?'

"If you say so Mr. Riddle. Now off to your first station with you!" Severus declared. Sean jumped up and went to find Pansy and Blaise. "Teenagers!...ooo boy," Severus sighed. Looks like another shower for him!

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