Disclaimer: Not Mine. JK owns it all. Do you really think JK would turn Harry into a girl? I mean really.

A/N: This Chapter: Diagon Alley! I've gotten two reviews about Draco and his reaction. It's not this chapter, but don't worry, it will be a good one.

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Becoming Harry

By Dstar

Chapter 4: Giggling

Harry woke up to a slight shaking of her body, forcefully by Ron. She sat up quickly and covered herself with the blankets, all the while glaring daggers at Ron, who for the life of him could figure out why Harry was so angry. Harry used her free hand and started groping for her glasses on the table next to her bed. Finally finding them she put them on, "What are doing?"

Ron smiled still slightly oblivious to the fact that Harry was in front of him gripping the sheets, glaring at him, "I've come to wake you up."

Harry looked around the room and found that both Hermione and Ginny were gone from the room. She turned back to Ron then expectantly and Ron did nothing but blink, "Ron, you need to leave. I need to change."

Finally it dawned on Ron just why Harry was being so anal. His eyes went wide as the fact that he was staring at a slightly undressed Harry came to him. A slightly undressed girl shaped Harry. He turned away, "Sorry. Forgot."

"How on gods earth could you forget? Never mind that, just leave so I can change."

Ron nodded and walked out the door, Harry turned to the drawers and began sifting through her stuff and finally chose a pair of jeans and black top. Throwing them on she made her way down stairs into the Weasley dinning area. Ginny, Hermione and all the Weasley family were there. There was one person who was not however some one who Harry had expected to see. Sure she had been told about her presence in the house, but to see her there was mind-boggling. Fleur stood up and smiled, "Hi!"

She extended a hand to Harry who took it, looking at it with mixed feeling. She smiled brightly again and Harry gave a small grimace back, "Hey."

"And you are?"

Harry regained her composer, "Elizabeth. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too. My name is Fleur. It's so good to have another girl in the house. Hopefully you will better than most of the people here."

Behind her Hermione stood up in indignation and it was only when Mrs. Weasley put a hand on her shoulder did she let up. Harry noticed this exchange with good humor and turned to look around the room for Ginny, to apologize for last night. She found her at the end of the table. She glanced up at the exchange her eyes cold, the book she had been reading closed with a snap, "Well I'm glad some one is making friends."

Molly looked at her daughter in shock, "Ginny apologize."

"I will not, you all think the same of her as I do. I'm just the only one saying it."

Harry felt guilt wrack her body again and watched as Ginny left the room. She sighed, "I'll be right back."

She followed Ginny and found her outside the house sitting on the grass, book once again open. She was scanning the pages, when Harry came up behind her. She turned her head and merely glance at her, "If you want me to be sorry for what I said I'm not going to."

Harry sat next to her, "I don't intend for you to be. I told you, I'm sorry about what happened to Harry. It can't be helped, Voldemort is prick. There's no denying that, I know what your feeling."

Ginny rolled her eyes at Harry and looked down at her book, then back at Harry. Her eyes were hard, "No, you don't."

Harry now was slightly mad, she was trying to make peace with Ginny. And she wasn't taking in anything that she said. Harry stood up and glanced down at Ginny, "Listen, I'm not trying to replace Harry. I know he was some one you cared for, but it wasn't just you, other people will miss him too. I just want you to give me a chance"

Ginny stood up and looked up a few inches so that she could look Harry right in the eyes, "Why should I give you a chance? Tell me why."

Harry's mouth quirked into what could be said was a smile, the small bit of hate floating away, "Because I know what it's like to lose some one you care about. And I know that even when they are gone, they will always be with you, one way or another."

Harry turned around and Ginny stood there frozen to the spot. Then she closed her once open book and ran after Harry. When she caught up she looked at her, "I'll give you a chance. But you only get one, you blow it, and I swear my brother will be on you like he was on Dean."

This comment had Harry baffled, "Dean?"

"Yeah, he's my boyfriend. Odd how those things happen don't they?"

Harry watched her leave, and then went after her. Inside the house the occupants were waiting to see what the out come of the encounter would be. When Ginny came in slightly less moody then she had been when she had left they hoped for the best. And when Harry came in grinning, they knew that something good had happened. Harry looked up at them, "What are you looking at?"

Hermione looked at her pointedly, "Like you don't know. Really Elizabeth, you can be so dense at times."

Ron looked at his mother expectantly, "So are we going to Diagon Alley or what? Elizabeth needs new robes, and we all need new books."

There were murmurs around the table and nods from a few of the occupants. Mrs. Weasley stood up and looked around, "Well of course were going. School starts in a few weeks doesn't it?"

A few minutes latter and they found themselves in front of Madam Malkin's Robes For All Occasions. They entered and were greeted by a squat witch. She smiled up at them, "And what are you here for today?"

Mrs. Weasley pointed to Harry, "She needs new robes."

Malkin looked Harry over and nodded and hurried over to the shelves to pick out some cloth. She turned to them and looked Harry over, "What house?"

"Oh, sorry, Gryffindor."

She nodded and continued to ruffle through things until she came up with the proper things she needed. At this point a tape measure came over and started to measure Harry who stood there letting the tape measure her. Finally after a few minutes it flew back to Malkin who wrote down the sizes. She turned to them, "Finish you shopping, and come back when you're done. The robes should be finished by then."

They left the shop and Ginny turned to her mother, "Can we go visit Fred and George?"

Eyes turned toward her, "They were at the Burrow yesterday." Her mother pointed out.

Harry on the other hand smiled, "That's actually not a bad idea. I heard that they had a shop around here, I was wondering if we could go see it."

Molly sighed and consented (against her will of course) and off they went. A few shops they passed were boarded up. None of them questioned why they were so, only made half hazarded guesses to what happened to the owners. When they reached Fred and George's place it was easy to tell. The shop was lively. People were buzzing all around it, mostly children but some older wizards too. In front of the shop a large sign glared: WHY ARE YOU WORRYING ABOUT YOU-KNOW-WHO? YOU SHOULD BE WORRYING ABOUT U-NO-POO THE CONSTIPATION SENSATION THAT'S GRIPPING THE NATION! Harry let out a laugh and went about entering the store. Mrs. Weasley however looked less than happy. When the door tinkered Fred looked up from helping one of the costumers and smiled, "Hey George, look who finally showed up!"

His brother looked up at the newest occupants of the story, "Well if it isn't the folks."

Fred walked over to his family and then at stared at his mother, "Well if it isn't my mum. I didn't expect to see you here!"

"I'm only here for the children."

Fred and George snickered, "Of course you are!"

Hermione by this time had dragged Harry over to a section that was absolutely glaring pink. In fact they were surrounded by it. Despite all the pink, Harry felt relatively at home. There were love potions, things to help with complexions, and in the corner dreadfully pink fluff balls were shrieking. Hermione was fascinated by one thing in particular; she held it up for Harry to see, "What is it?" Harry asked.

"Apparently it's a daydream charm. I think it's fascinating."

Fred overheard her comment and turned to her, "Well then it's yours, free of charge."

Ron looked up at his brothers frowning, "That's not fair, you've never given me anything for free."

"That my dear brother is because you are not as charming lady as Miss Granger here."

This complement caused Hermione to blush. Behind her Harry giggled and stopped as if she had been bitten. Ron and Hermione turned to her, both their faces straight as boards. Both trying to contain the fact that they had just heard Harry giggle. Ron cracked first, bursting out into a fit of laugher at Harry's expense, Harry however was not amused, "I don't see what's so funny."

Ron only laughed harder, "You giggled mate. Giggled! How can that not be funny?"

Harry looked around to see if any one they knew was around, finding all of them over in another section of the store she glanced back at her friends, "I am a girl."

This caused Hermione to burst out laughing as well, no longer able to keep her mouth shut or the humor in, "Harry, that doesn't give you the right to giggle. I mean do you hear me giggling?"

Harry smirked, "Sometimes."

This caused Hermione to look panic stricken, "I do not giggle!"

Ron looked at Hermione indignantly, "You do remember Lockhart right?"

"Oh shut up."

Mrs. Weasley came over to the pair of teens and looked down at them, "If you three are quite done we are planning to go back for the robes."

Three pairs of eyes alighted on her, "Yeah, were done."

Mrs. Weasley nodded and went back to get Ginny. When they were finally outside the shop Mrs. Weasley seemed quite more relaxed, "Honestly, I don't see why they had to choose that profession."

They made their way back down the street the way they came. On the way Harry looked at Ollivanders, it was boarded up. Harry looked at Mrs. Weasley, "What happened?"

"Don't know. They said he just disappeared."

Hermione sighed, "Another vice of Voldemort no doubt."

"There wasn't any struggle."

Harry looked up, "Really? That doesn't seem like him."

"No, it doesn't does it?"

By then they had reached the robe shop. Their conversation quickly ended as they entered and Malkin looked up at them, "Oh good, your back. I was wondering why it was taking so long."

"We took a short stop at my son's shop."

Malkin smiled knowingly, "That shop really can suck you in can't it?"

"I was just glad to be out of it."

The two of them shared a laugh and then Malkin handed Harry her robes, "There you go."

"Thank you."

A smile was the only reply Harry got. They exited the shop Harry's new robes in hand. After that they made a quick stop at the bookshop to buy the new books and then they were on their way home.

By the time they were home Harry was tried and all she could think of was sleep. She wandered up stairs and into Ginny's bedroom. She quickly stripped and pulled on her nightwear. Hermione entered followed by Ron with his eyes closed, "Are you decent?"

"I'm decent."

Ron opened his eyes and sat down on his sister's bed, "So Hogwarts then? I don't suppose you know what's going to happen there do you?"

Rubbing her nose Harry looked up at Ron, "It's Hogwarts. Any thing can happen. You know that."

From downstairs Ron could hear his mother calling him, "Gotta go."

Harry watched as Ron left and then turn to her bedside. She was exhausted and had no energy left to spend. It felt as if every nerve ending her body was screaming for her to rest. Behind her Hermione was changing into her nightwear as well. When her body hit the bed it was if all the fatigue drained from her body. She turned to look at Hermione, "I'm worried, about what's going to happen."

Turning to face Harry Hermione sighed, "Like you said it is Hogwarts. You've got to remember when we get there no one will know you but Ron and I, well us and a few teachers. But you'll have so much freedom, just think about it."

"I am. And my fear is what I'm going to do with that freedom."

The sound of rustling of cloth told Hermione that Harry was done talking. Both girls feel asleep. Both worried about the trip to Hogwarts. That night both woke more than once.

A/N: This took forever! YAY! R&R Por Favor!