Disclaimer: I do not, under any circumstances own Harry Potter.

A/N: I got a review saying that this story was funny, and I thank you for that. That was mostly the point. Mostly, because Harry still has to deal with Voldemort this story will not always be hugs and kisses. Just warning you, okay, moving on. On another note, yet! Longer chapter!

Becoming Harry

By Dstar

Chapter 3: The Masquerade Begins

The second it took Ron to realize that he had called Harry hot was the second it took him to realize that Harry, was for all intents and purposes, a girl. And it was in that second that his world was turned upside down, his best friend was now something foreign to him, something that he didn't understand. He looked at Harry, trying to come to grips with what he was seeing. Harry on the other hand was slightly at odds with Ron's look and turned her head trying to escape his very intense, very powerful stare, "Ron, what are you looking at?"

Ron sputtered and looked at Harry, "Are you kidding me? You're a girl! You have things that no man should have!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "And that's bad how Ron? I'm sure Dumbledore will have a very good explanation for all of this."

That caught Harry's attention, "He's still here?"

"He was downstairs talking to your Uncle when we left to go upstairs and surprise you. I'm sure he's still here waiting to tell you just what's going on."

That was good news. Harry had expected that she was going to go without explanation for a while, until Dumbledore saw it fit to explain every thing like he usually did when it was least necessary. Meaning she had thought she would go the entire school year not know what was going on. So to hear this was good news and one that she hadn't seen coming, "Oh good. I would very much like to know what's going on."

Harry seemed angry when she said this so Hermione and Ron decided not to tell her to put a cork in it. They had discovered last year that an angry Harry was not a kind Harry. And it was best not to go over board to further anger her. It was then that Ron noticed the oddity, "Harry? Where's your scar?"

"Under my skin I'm guessing. It just went away when I turned back."

"What do you mean back?" Hermione asked.

"Not sure. I suppose Dumbledore will tell me."

The three of them wandered down the stairs, Harry's transformation forgotten for the duration, and as they walked the talked about the less important things, like what they did over the summer. Ron himself was over ecstatic, "Fleur's at the house Harry."

"You mean the Fleur from the Tri-Wizard games? What's she doing at your house?"

"She's going to marry my brother."

"Marry? Wait, which brother?"

"Bill. Don't know why though."

They reached the bottom of the stairs, entered the living area and sure enough Dumbledore sat on the chair talking with Petunia and Vernon. As soon as Harry entered he stood up and looked at her. Harry instantly started to finger her necklace. She sat down on one of the many chairs and Dudley glared at her, she glared back, "What are you looking at?"

"Where did you get that necklace?"

Harry tired to cover it up but the damage was already done. Her uncle had turned his head and was looking right at her, and the beautiful necklace that was on her neck, "Yes boy? Where did you get the necklace?"

Harry straightened, "First off I'm a girl," she shuttered for a millisecond, "And secondly it was a present from my aunt."

At that Dudley turned to his mother, "Mother? Why don't I get a present like that?"

"Because it wouldn't look good on you darling."

That threw Dudley for a loop and Harry couldn't help smirking. For the first time her aunt was sassing some one other than her, being angry at some one that wasn't her. And she loved it, loved that for once she was getting the special treatment. Dudley however didn't like it and his next actions proved such, he lunged at Harry whose eyes went wide at the physical attack. Ron and Hermione were the first to act pulling out their wands and pointing them at Dudley who Harry had backed away from, Dudley, "Stay away from him."

Harry sighed, "It's her."

Hermione looked down, "Sorry."

Dudley smirked, "You can't use magic against me. Just try it."

"ENOUGH!"

They all turned to look at Petunia, she was standing there face red eyes glaring daggers at the four teens. Dudley tried to speak on his behalf, "But mother I didn't do any thing wrong."

"You did, you attacked Harry. And as for you three, you will all sit down, and we will learn just what is going on with Harry, do I make myself clear?"

There were a few muffled, 'yes ma'ams' and all four sat down, Harry, Ron, and Hermione on one side of the room and Dudley on the other. They all looked at Dumbledore expectantly. He took off his glasses, cleaned them, put them back on, and then sat down looking at the occupants in the room, "You're most likely wondering about Harry's current state."

Ron was quick to reply sarcasm apparent in his voice as he spoke, "Yes, like why my friend is suddenly a girl."

Dumbledore nodded, "Harry was born Elizabeth Lilly Potter, only child of Lily and James Potter. And was Elizabeth until Voldemort started to target her parents. For her protection she was cursed Harry James Potter. A fateful decision, one that would change her fate forever."

"You talk about the prophecy right?"

Dumbledore nodded, "Yes, and it was only after I heard it from Sibyll that I…"

Ron interrupted him, "Who?"

"You know her as Trelawney."

There were nods from around the room, Hermione however was impressed, "You mean to say that she came up with that?"

"That's why I hired her."

"Oh."

There was quite as Dumbledore continued, "It was then that I realized my mistake, by cursing Elizabeth I had put her in more danger than I expected. But the damage was done and there was nothing left to do but wait it out and see what would become of Elizabeth. She lived of course, as you can tell by the girl sitting in this room. However she didn't escape unharmed."

This every one knew, "The scar on her head." Hermione said stated the obvious.

"Yes, the scar. The rest as they say is history."

Harry was still curious however. The scar on her forehead no longer visible. She pulled back her bangs and pointed, "Then what happened to it?"

"Hidden until the time is right."

"Hidden?"

"You were not given the scar as a girl, thus it will remain hidden until magic feels it's time."

Ron was the next one with questions, "What will happen when we reach Hogwarts? And why if he was a girl did he act like a male?"

Dumbledore turned his way, "All very good questions, At Hogwarts Harry will be entered as Elizabeth, a new student. Harry will be rumored to have disappeared over the summer. And will never be heard from again. As for the other question, the curse not only changed her but suppressed that part of her. Those parts should be coming out soon enough."

Ron slumped, "And the part that acted like a guy?"

"It will fade, not enough however that she will not remember what it was like to be one."

Ron guessed it was a good enough trade. He didn't like it but it was better than nothing he assumed. Harry could have turned into something terrible. Now Harry had her own questions, "What of Voldemort? Won't he come into the open once I'm declared gone? And what house will I be at when I'm at Hogwarts?"

"Actually, that's what I'm hopping. With Voldemort out in the open more people will rally to our cause. At school you will be in the same house you always have been. If there are no more questions I suggest Harry goes up and packs, I hear that Weasley family will be arriving early."

That caused a smile to light her face; she would be leaving the Dursley's early. She walked up the stairs with her friends and opened up her trunk and started placing the new clothes that she had just bought and then her robes and school uniform, both of which would need to be replaced. Then all the standard books for that year. Finally she grabbed her wand, pocketed it, and grabbed both broom and bird cage.

She, with the help of Hermione and Ron lugged her stuff downstairs and into the living room where Dumbledore was waiting for her. Ron and Hermione next to her, "How will we be traveling?"

He looked at her, "Have you ever apparated?"

Harry shook her head; she knew of it however, Ron's twin brothers had been obsessed with it for a while when they had first learned how to do it, "Well then that's how were getting there. Grab what you need."

Harry looked at Ron and Hermione, "And them?"

Ron held up a small bag, "Mom says it's not safe, which it isn't, but it's the only way right now. We're going by Floo powder."

Hermione smiled and waved as Dumbledore flicked his wand, "See you back at the Burrow!"

There was a large swooshing sound and Harry felt as if her body was being sucked through a vacuum. Then it was over, she looked down at the grass in front of the Burrow and blinked a few times to get used to the light. Inside she heard people screaming and grabbed her broom. Dumbledore grabbed the owl cage and they made their way to the Burrow. When they entered all the faces in the house turned towards them, "Who are you?" George asked.

Harry found herself stumbling for answer; thankfully at that point both Hermione and Ron came tumbling from the fire place. Ron dusted himself off and looked at them, "This is Elizabeth."

Ginny looked up, "What happened to Harry?"

Harry looked down at Ginny, "He disappeared."

Ginny eyes widened and she looked close to tears, "You mean he's…"

Ron scoffed, "He's not dead Ginny, just gone. That's why we had to go to Harry's house. To talk about this, we didn't want to worry you."

Ginny took one look at her brother and ran upstairs and Mrs. Weasley looked at them, "I'm sorry about that. I'll go deal with her."

Despite her words she too looked close to tears as she went off after Ginny. Harry looked at the people who had taken care of her and saved her from the hell that was the Dursley's and felt awful for doing this to them. For living this lie, but it was out now and there was no way to take it back. Arthur Weasley seemed taken aback by the information, "Do you know what happened?"

Harry spoke up, "Voldemort."

Arthur looked at Harry, "And what are you then?"

Dumbledore answered that one, "She is his replacement. I've been training her personally."

Arthur looked at Harry again she let him look crossing her arms and waiting for his evaluation. Finally he stopped, "She's not much. And no Harry."

Harry bit her lip from speaking out, angry at him for talking about her like she wasn't there. But then she had to remember that she wasn't Harry any more, she was Elizabeth. Harry was gone, long forgotten and lost. He, Harry had disappeared and wouldn't be coming back, "I may not be Harry but I will defeat Voldemort."

Arthur sighed and fell back in his chair, "Why did this have to happen? And to Harry no less. He is winning, slowly taking away every thing dear to this world. Damn him! Damn him to the abyss where he came from," Mr. Weasley was bitter and angry when he spoke.

Harry spoke, "I'm sorry about this Mr…."

Recovering from his outburst Arthur looked up at Harry and shook his head. Standing up he extended his hand to Harry who took it and shook it, "Where are my manners? I'm Arthur Weasley. And these are my sons, George, Fred, Bill, and Ron. I suppose you already met Ron though correct?"

Harry nodded, "Nice to meet you."

Ron turned to Harry, "Come on. I'll take to you to your room. Well Ginny's room, it will be a tight squeeze with you and Hermione but I believe we can do it."

Ron and Harry walked off, Hermione trailing them. The remaining Weasley boys left soon after. This left Mr.Weasley and Dumbledore alone. Arthur slumped down again and looked at Dumbledore, his eyes dull. It was as if all the energy had been drained from his body, "Why him Dumbledore?"

"Don't count Harry out of the picture yet. If I know Harry, and I do, he's not done fighting, not yet. Gone or no."

"It doesn't matter. He's still gone, nothing can really be said about that can it? Voldemort will hear about it sooner or latter and then the slaughter will really begin."

"Who knows. Maybe, just maybe Elizabeth is just the weapon we need."

Arthur looked up the stairwell, "She's just a girl. What can she do?"

Dumbledore only smiled, "What can she do indeed."

Upstairs Hermione was helping Harry unpack her things. They pulled out skirts, tops, and jeans. Placing them in places where the room wasn't overly crowed. Ron had left a while ago so it was only the two of them. Hermione kept stealing glances over at Harry. She turned to her, "Would you stop that?" Hermione looked at her as if she hadn't been doing anything. A look of pure innocence over her face. Harry however wasn't fooled, "I've know you for how long? You really think that's going to work?"

"No, I was hopping however."

Harry shook her head, "Why were you doing it?"

"Well I thought that would be apparent, you're a girl Harry! A girl! It's odd when you go from having you two best friend being boys to having one be a girl. Ron must feel as if he's the odd one out."

Harry looked at her as if she had grow two heads, "Do you really expect me to do the whole girly thing and share secrets?"

Hermione smirked, "Why? Are you afraid?"

Harry rolled her eyes, "No."

Hermione's smirked stayed plastered in it's place, "You are scared aren't you?"

Harry let the mask drop, "Well wouldn't you be? You wake up one morning to find that every thing has change. You have things on your body that shouldn't be, you don't know how to work things and the only person who can tell you is your crazy cursed aunt who, after hating you for years has suddenly started buying you things."

Hermione looked put off and slightly saddened at this and looked down at the things she was putting away before plopping down on the bed and putting the clothes to the side, "I can help you know."

Harry sighed, "I know. It's just, I've know you forever. Like let's say you were turned into a boy, would you go to me or Ron for help?"

Hermione shook her head, "I suppose not. But I want to help you Harry."

"Elizabeth, her name is Elizabeth."

Hermione and Harry turned to look at the door and found Ginny standing in it. Her eyes were red and once again Harry felt awful for what she was doing, but her brain told her it couldn't be helped. Only a few could know of her, if even those at this house were to learn it would be a few people too many. Who knew what would leak out, it wasn't that she didn't trust all the Weasleys, it's just that she didn't know some of them that well. Like Bill, she hardly knew Bill. She turned to Ginny, "Do you want to come in?"

"It is my room isn't it? I have to come in, just because you're in it doesn't mean it's been contaminated."

She flopped on her bed and stared up at the ceiling, Harry tried to comfort her, "I'm not trying to replace Harry."

Ginny didn't look up at her, "Just finish unpacking your things. I want to go to bed."

Harry sighed and finished unpacking. When she laid on the bed she turned to Hermione who was staring at her, "She didn't mean it."

Harry smiled sadly, "Yes, she did."

A/N: Well I just check my review box and I found one good one and one bad. But that's okay, you can't really escape the bad ones can you? Any way to the person who called this a crappy Harry turns into a girl story, so be it. It's crappy. Also: Ooooo…. Angst! - Review!