Wish Granted

By Nickainai

Chapter One

Harry finally got out of the hotel room as soon as he had his shower. He was completely starving, especially after having no meals for full three days. Being a girl now, he had to get new clothes, except he didn't know where to start. He wasn't going to ask Hermione since he wanted none of his friends or the order to know about this unpleasant situation. Harry didn't want anyone else to know, at that matter, the Daily Prophet would have a field day.

Harry clutched his wand. It was going to be greatly missed, since he had to get another one because if he used this wand, he could get tracked that easily. And besides, Harry couldn't always depend on his wandless magic to work successfully. It takes a while to get used to a certain spell wandlessly.

Harry was used to conjuring up a coffee since he had to get up early in the mornings when he lived at the Dursleys. Or sometimes, he simply didn't want to go to bed because of the recurring nightmares or those freaky premontions. He simply had enough of these.

Harry sighed. This was going to be really frustrating.

Harry went down the stairs, and saw Tom at the bottom, when he arrived to Tom, he greeted him.

"Hi, Emily. Are you okay? You haven't been out for three days!"

Harry smiled weakly. "I'm perfectly fine now, I wasn't feeling well earlier though." explained Harry. That was simple and enough.

"Well, here, at the Leaky Cauldron, you get free breakfasts. Since you haven't been down here for three days, so you have a total of three free breakfasts. Do you want to accept these meals as breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the day?" asked Tom.

"Um, yeah... That'd be great, actually! Could you send up dinner at, let's say, five-thirty?" replied Harry.

"Yes, that will be fine. May I get an order?" requested Tom.

Harry did not need to look at the menu. He knew what exactly he wanted. "Can I get three eggs, sunny side up. Half a plate of baked poatoes, eight pieces of bacon, two pieces of toast. And a large orange juice?"

Tom raised an eyebrow. "You sure you have enough?" asked Tom.

"Oh! Can you get me pancakes as well? Like, five of them? With whipped cream, maple syrup and fresh strawberries?" requested Harry.

Tom rolled his eyes. "I was only kidding. But yeah, you can have that as well. Wow, boy, you do eat a lot for a girl. I'm surprised that you're not fat by now."

"Well, I am starving." protested Harry.

After Harry had his big meal. Oh, he was satisfied. Tom was looking at Harry in digust. Harry, of course, ignored it. He was hungry! He hadn't eaten for three days, even though it felt like years.

Harry stopped at the place where he first went when he first came to Diagon Alley. Besides for the Leaky Cauldron, Ollivander's wands was the place he went to. He entered the store, once more. Mr Ollivander greeted him.

"Who may you be?" asked Mr Ollivander.

Harry smiled weaky. "Emily."

Harry and Mr Ollivander ended up searching for the perfect wand all day long. It wasn't easy, you could see. Harry was completely frustrated at the end of the day.

It was two in the afternoon when Harry got back to the Leaky Cauldron. He was again, starving.

Harry ordered a bunch of food again. Tom muttered something like, "Geez, you got to watch your weight."

Harry looked around the room, he couldn't see anyone familiar. Until he locked eyes with a certain ice-eyed individual with platinum blonde hair. He quickly looked away. This was someone from school, someone named by Draco Malfoy.

Harry desperately wanted to talk to Draco. For a while now, Harry was harbouring a secret crush on Draco, especially since the end of his second year. He remembered that he used to wish on his birthday that Draco would like him, if only, at least as a friend.

It wasn't easy being a homosexual boy, especially if you were The-Boy-Who-Lived. Then Harry took another good look at himself, he realized that he wasn't that title all that much anymore.

Maybe. Just, maybe. Maybe he had a chance.