Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, any of the fictional locations or characters from the Harry Potter series or any other authors work. This is a work of reworked fiction using the world of Harry Potter. However, I do own this plot and any original characters hence forth created for the purposes of this story.

Shifter

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Senna woke with a surprised start as she had been having a very strange dream about world domination. That was a first for her. She didn't know why anyone would be fascinated by ruling the world, or even just the Magical World. That seemed like much too much work for her to do as you would have so many annoying heroes trying to 'libertate' everyone. You should probably be cleverer about it, like Dumbledore.

Dumbledore may be an arsehat, but he knew how to have his say and then some without anyone realising how much say he really had, and so many people loved him; she had to respect that. It may also put some interesting ideas in her head, which meant she would have to visit the bank sometime soon.

Yawning, Senna wanted to stretch, but she was stuck. She looked to her left and her eyes widened for a moment before a smile stretched across her lips. Ginny was curled up into her side and snoozing happily.

Trying not to giggle, Senna squirmed her way from Ginny's arms – or tried to but her grip was steadfast, and Senna realised the only way to get free would be waking her girl up, and she couldn't bring herself to do that.

"Good morning," she whispered with a smile as she felt hopeful that her girl would already be awake.

Ginny tried not to giggle as she held Senna's arm tighter to her body as Senna tried to reclaim her arm again.

"G-good m-morning, sweetie," yawned Ginny cutely in return after she gave up her game.

"So, um, what um," Ginny began nervously. "What happened to? Well, it's been driving me crazy since I woke up and just cuddled you, but you freaking killed your uncle! Then you faked your own death, which by the way was genius that you got away with it! Or stupid that they didn't investigate hard enough… but then the house was a pile of burnt ashes," she said and asked in a desperate rush. She had wanted to ask the day before but kept getting distracted.

"Oh, um," Senna sighed as she slowly and carefully told her what happened. Ginny just lay still listened until she stopped. "I really didn't think they would think I was dead - well I had hoped but, I guess things like on TV don't always happen and they let it drop or something, and I saw the rubble on TV and in the papers; not much of my uncle was found, so I guess it stands to reason they might not find any traces of me. I just wanted to get away, really, and I kind of killed the guy, so... once I actually killed my ungrateful uncle, I think I knew Dumbledore or anyone in the wizarding world wouldn't care about the self-defence, and call me a muggle hater, and try to throw me in Azkaban or some such ridiculous notion!

"I have no real reason to trust the magical world. They treat me like the greatest thing since Merlin one moment, and then the greatest villain since Morgana the next. The worst thing is, when they've been proven wrong they don't apologise, but they just go back to things the way they were as if I had no right to an apology, but worse than that, I can see it, they would jump the bandwagon again and again!

"Dumbledore never gave a crap. I bet the only thing he even cares about is losing the wizarding world's saviour for when he secretly helps Voldemort return for whatever stupid plot, he has up his sleeve that will get muggles, muggle-born's and half-bloods murdered and worse.

"That's why I need to crush the old man, but I have to play this smart. Killing him would only make a martyr. However, with Harry Potter's death comes an opportunity to completely obliterate his most important aspect: his reputation? The only respectable thing about him; how he has so many people believing in his benevolence.

"Before I would have felt guilty, but now, nothing but anger; I hate that old bastard, and he ruined any chance Harry Potter had of having a proper future. The more I think about it the more it seems that things were placed in such a way that-."

"Well I don't think you should feel guilty at all," the redhead interrupted. "They got what they deserved, and now you're free, but what do you mean placed?"

"Well, Ron mainly, and possibly your mum," she replied quickly, shocking Ginny. "It seemed odd at the time that when we first met on that platform in the MUGGLE world that your mother shouted out at a MUGGLE train station that is always busy as it's a main hub station in London: a MUGGLE Capital City being packed with MUGGLES right when I didn't have a clue where to find the platform entrance.

"I had been at the station looking for over an hour. I hadn't seen one muggle-born student use that entrance," she said while Ginny looked at her with wide eyes. "Then your family came along. Pure-bloods using the MUGGLE entrance - did you always come through that way?"

Ginny shook her head thoughtfully. "Well, no… we usually used the floo-fire systems; there are loads that land us on the platform. I never thought about it before, but that was weird."

Senna nodded her head in agreement. "Then Molly Weasley who is a pureblood witch, and had been to Hogwarts for seven years herself, so she had taken the train a minimum of fourteen times when she went to Hogwarts, who has seven kids, two of which have left school screams out, asking what platform to take to Hogwarts?"

"Oh," Ginny said with wide eyes as that did sound like a set up.

"Next Ron, seriously, the more I think about it the more troubled I get," she continued thoughtfully. "I don't know why I never cared before, but Ron is a bully. I've been bullied all my life by my cousin, and my freaking relatives. I would have never been friends with him. I-I remember things that I just overlooked before. He used my name to pick on people, Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, and even Gryffindors, and Slytherins."

Ginny had wide eyes with tears bubbling up. "You must have been under a spell, but because of your powers, you broke it!" she said quickly kissing Senna and lavishing her with affection that she was happy to accept, brushing Ginny's tears away.

"It's okay Ginny!" she replied with a smile, holding her girlfriend tightly. "Let's just change the subject, okay?!"

"Okay… umm… I've been learning some really cool new spells," Ginny said eagerly as she lowered her voice a little. "After everything that happened, Fred and George taught me the secret of how they get away with underage magic!"

"As long as you're around lots of magic, it doesn't matter?" Senna suggested to Ginny's surprise. "That this trace thing is pretty pathetic and only muggle-born's or raised are restricted by it where wards and charms erected around the area are what pinpoint and track the wand and magic and that they guess based on who lives in that area?"

"Well… yeah," Ginny said with a cute pout. "My wand doesn't have no trace or anything… but what about yours? I know a couple of spells now to detect and remove the trace; they're really simple, probably why the ministry doesn't try to use it to keep watch on people."

"My new wand has no trace either," Senna said with a sheepish smile as Ginny cuddled deeper into her. "So, we can both learn all we want together before school, but I bet you've been learning really hard already, haven't you?"

"Well, of course. I had too. I've even managed this cool one called a patronus charm. It forms a silvery-white griffin to defend me from those horrible soul drinking monsters I heard some idiot thought would be ideal for protecting innocent kids," she announced proudly.

"I started learning it when I heard about the Dementors guarding the school too."

"When I thought y-you were dead," Ginny said sadly. "I thought I would have to take care of everyone to pay you back for saving my life," she said with a hitch in her throat as she snuggled to her girl as tight as she dared.

Senna giggled kissing her forehead. "Well now we'll both be able to make sure everyone's okay," she replied. "My patronus is an awesome dragon, and she's pretty cool, but performing under dementor free conditions are easier than if the real thing was nearby."

"Yeah, I figured that one out," the redhead giggled. "You had the same thought as me. Those Dementors are disgusting creatures…" she trailed off and smirked up at her girlfriend. "So, you blew up your relatives' home as Hermione?" she asked with a darker smirk and an eyebrow rose as she sat up on her girls' lap, letting the covers fall back behind her.

"Um, yeah," Senna replied blushing sheepishly as she just lay back looking up at Ginny.

"You've looked at her naked, haven't you?" she accused amusedly.

The dark-haired shifter coughed nervously. "Well. It's different when being someone else, rather than who I am now. I still felt like me – kind of, and since I was a boy, I was curious, if that makes sense. Well I also felt kind of like Hermione too, but it's hard to really explain," she defended herself.

Ginny giggled. "It must be refreshing being able to turn into whoever or whatever you like."

Senna shrugged. "I guess it is cool, but I like the way you are, best," she agreed as she shifted and tried not to squirm as that pleasant pain rolled through her. Ginny looked down startled to see she was looking at a silver eyed version of herself. "I could be your twin sister?" she suggested, showing she still had Senna's super cute accent.

Ginny shook her head giggling. "That's too weird. You just look like me with silver eyes."

"Aww...! I had even come up with a name," she moaned, pouting. Ginny laughed. It was funny hearing herself with a different accent.

"Okay. So, what's my twin sisters' name?" asked Ginny, interested.

"Guinevere, of course... Gwen for short," she replied giggling smugly.

"You're weird, but it suits me, umm, you, I suppose," laughed Ginny. "Now shift back into the you who I get to keep. It's weird sitting on my fake-twin-sisters' lap."

Gwen grinned and shifted into Hermione. "Then how's this. Do your homework Ronald Weasley! You'll get into trouble if you don't and you're not copying from me!" she glared disapprovingly at Ginny, her voice now Hermione's.

Ginny burst out laughing. "That's brilliant," she giggled. "Who else can you do?"

Senna grinned as she shifted into a large fox vixen with dark red fur and white under belly and chest, black tips to her ears and white tip to her fluffy red tail and black paws. The vixen slid out from under Ginny staring at her through ruby red eyes, looking smug as Ginny sat on her butt on the bed with her knees pointed in and feet out.

"Aww," cried out Ginny, sitting up straighter, and knocking the covers to the floor. "Aren't you a cutie?" she declared stroking her soft fur as she pulled the cuddly vixen into her arms and let it lick her face in puppy kisses.

"Yep," the fox yelped happily as she snuggled her face into Ginny.

Ginny laughed. "I can understand you in English?" she said happily.

"That would likely be because of her… new talents. She can make it so that she can speak even as a fox," interrupted a male voice. Looking to the end of the bed they saw Fawkes sitting with Nifes. The fox shifted back into Senna wearing her black pyjamas with little red bats, kneeling within Ginny's arms.

"Does that mean I can understand animals too?" Senna asked thoughtfully. "I've never tried to talk to any normal animals before," she said thoughtfully. "Nightwind… can I understand you?" whined Senna hopefully as she looked to her owl's perch where the bird watched them all in mild disinterest.

"Depends on your definition," interrupted said owl as she launched into the air and flapped her wings once before she landed on Senna's right shoulder.

Senna slapped her left hand to her forehead. "Wow; I wasn't exaggerating when I said I have the smartest owl, ever."

Nightwind seemed to shrug. "I can't disagree with that," she retorted smugly as she hooted.

"What is she saying?" Ginny asked in confusion.

Senna sighed and shook her head. "Nightwind was just agreeing with me. Can't you hear her?"

Ginny nodded that she could. "Yeah, but I never believed owls could be such smug-heads."

The owl snorted. "Me? You should hear this Hermes back at the owlery at Hogwarts; that is one smug (hoot-ho)."

"Heh?" Senna and Ginny asked in confusion.

"The word is a favourite for owls," Fawkes said with a sigh. "It doesn't translate into human understanding, but essentially it means for a bird to poop on your head," he answered them while giving the owl a look of disgust. "You are supposed to be a lady, Miss. Nightwind; you should not be using such foul language, and certainly not teaching such bad words to two impressionable hatchlings."

Nightwind looked from him and turned to Nifes. "I'm younger than them. You're bound to this (hoot-ho)?"

Ginny and Senna only had to look at each other for them to burst out into laughter while Nifes looked embarrassed either for Fawkes or herself. The girls could guess that bound was the equivalent of birdy or phoenix marriage.

"Anyway," Senna said as she and Ginny calmed. Senna turned to the scarlet and gold phoenix with a small glare that was ruined with her half grin. "So, Fawkes, what can we do for you? You don't normally pop by just for a chat."

The bird nodded as he sighed while eying the owl in annoyance. "I've come bearing news of Albus's scheming," he sighed disapprovingly as he gave Senna his full attention. "Now that he has no Harry Potter, he's planning on having Neville Longbottom taking your place as hero. He plans on taking the boy on as apprentice."

"You're joking. Neville's not even very good at magic," replied Senna, amused. "And why didn't he ever offer me extra training?"

"I don't know. All I know is he's being an idiot," he replied with a sigh. "He's desperate. Well I have to go and keep my eye on him," he said as he flamed away, but his eyes flickered to Nightwind before he left.

"Wow that's cool that you have a spy," Ginny said, impressed. "And who would ever suspect Fawkes?"

Senna shrugged with a soft chuckle. "Want to get a shower and get dressed, I have some things I want to get done today?" she asked as she slid from the bed and placed Nightwind back on her perch.

Ginny nodded. "Sure," she agreed as she hopped off the bed with Senna and Nightwind let her pet her soft feathers while offering up an owl treat from her owl treat container that had a sweet picture of a cartoon owl on the top before looking back at Senna. "Did you mean together?" she asked after an embarrassed pause.

Senna blushed with her own embarrassment. "Um; no. Unless you want to?" she said nervously.

Ginny blushed too. "W-we shouldn't," she conceded. "You can shower first."

"Na you go first."

"No, you first."

"No, you first."

"No, you; you are paying for the room."

"So, you're my girlfriend, and my guest, and guests go first; it's only polite."

"Humans!" interrupted Nifes, amused. "Ginevra just go and take your shower, Senna can wait."

Ginny sighed. "Okay, okay," she conceded defeat, kissed Senna's lips and proceeded into the bathroom before she stopped in the doorway. "Um, Senna...? My clothes are in my Hogwarts trunk and my mum has that. Um, do you have something I can borrow?"

"Oh, um, sure," her girlfriend agreed with a grin as she pulled out some items from her trunk and handed them over. "There. I'm even loaning you underwear, but they are brand-new," she said. "It was like really embarrassing buying them, but I needed loads of things so I can copy them when I do my mystical thing."

Ginny grinned and kissing Senna one last time. "Thank you," she said as she closed the bathroom door behind her.

"Fawkes was correct," Nifes mused when Senna pulled some cold chow mien out of the fridge, sat on the bed and started eating.

"Correct about what?" she asked curiously.

The phoenix laughed. "You and Ginevra being destined to be together," she said honestly.

"Oh," she replied blushing. "D-do you really think so? We are only twelve and thirteen… well twelve."

Nifes nodded. "Yes hatchling; I believe you and she will have plenty of love in your lives; humans are more of a pack animal; more so in some cases than birds. He said as soon as he saw you together. In the chamber, he knew. Phoenix have a feel for connections and bonds."

Senna smiled about the news, after all phoenixes were supposed to know this sort of stuff or something like that. After all they were immortal, right? So, they had plenty of time to get wise.

It took about twenty minutes before Ginny exited the shower with a grin. She wore a black and white rippled skirt that hung halfway down her thighs, a black form fitting top and a thin black blouse. Ginny's feet were bare, and her blouse left undone, and her hair neatly tied back.

"Wow, you look great," chimed Senna. "Soooo cute," she giggled smiling.

Ginny grinned shyly. "Thanks," she said with lightly pink cheeks. "Y-you can use the shower now."

"Cool," she said jumping off the bed and bouncing over she captured Ginny's lips in hers before she slid into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Ginny sighed contently as she walked on autopilot to the bed, collapsing onto it while feeling all squirmy within her tummy.

Senna had just finished her shower; dried up and gotten dressed in some new clothes she liked. She wore a long black summer dress that flowed out over her bare ankles and a black ribbon in her hair tying it back into a loose ponytail.

Ginny blushed as she skipped up from where she lay back on the bed talking to Nightwind about something and could only stare at her adorable girlfriend.

Senna laughed at the response while Ginny wrapped her arms around Senna's waist and looked down at the slightly shorter girl with a grin as she checked out the dress. "I love this dress on you, Senna," she whispered as her lips gently kissed Senna's hungry lips.

They laughed, their lips touching for a moment more. "So, what shall we do first?" asked Senna as they pulled apart and she started putting on her wands holster. "I have to visit the bank today as I've put it off for too long already."

"Um, I don't know what else we can do," replied her girlfriend thoughtfully as she grabbed her wand too and placed it away. "Mum won't let me do much with Sirius Black on the loose."

"Hmm… I've read about him lots in the papers," Senna said frowning thoughtfully. "I'm not so sure it can be believed. It just doesn't add up. Plus, he never even got a trial according to the stuff that goes unsaid.

"I also did a bit of research on the Blacks. All of them were dark and supporters of the dark twat, except two, Sirius and his cousin Andromeda. Sirius was even in Gryffindor while the rest of his family were Slytherins, and a very wealthy family too. One of those Slytherins, Andromeda married a muggle-born man, and they have a daughter together. So, she and Sirius weren't bad I suppose, and then out of nowhere Sirius Black is a traitor?

"It just doesn't add up. If he had a trial and was guilty, he could have easily bought his way out, and if he had a trial and was innocent, he would be free. They never mention a sentence any time they talk about him in the papers, and he was even in the muggle media too, and still no sentence, only the assertion that he killed thirteen people.

"I read that the bastard Malfoy had a trial and claimed to be under an Unforgiveable Curse called the Imperius Curse that controls the weak minded, and unsurprisingly the ministers' bank account had an extra quarter of a million galleons after he was released. They didn't even use truth potion, and from what I found out the trial was more for show than anything, even Dumbledore voted to let him go."

Ginny gasped. "How did you even find that out?" she asked in shock.

Senna grinned evilly. "I'm a shifter remember, and I'm a curious shifter, and the Daily Prophets security is ridiculously lacking, and they seem to be easily bought, and either not stupid enough to throw out their 'stakes', or clever enough to keep them. If I cared right now, I could get enough evidence against so many corrupt officials it could screw up the ministry, and that is just from snooping around the Prophets archives. But that's a no go; they would all come together to stop me, so we have to play the long game, and I would hate to let them bull crap their way into the loving morons who want to believe their government looks out for them while damning my attacks graces, and ignoring my evidence as fictitious no matter the proof to show otherwise; the people need to trust and believe in me first.

"Minister Fudge is right on the top of the corruption list, always taking 'campaign' money from the Malfoy's among other more nefarious people, though at least most of them aren't doing so for the right to get away with being evil, but more selfish in their pursuits of more gold in their pockets even if they damage or harm the British Magical Economy, which is only just holding together because nobody is spending as much as they should be, so the flow of money stops at their vaults. That is quite foolish on their part and costs them in the long run as their money loses value, and I will have some fun.

"However, it gives the bastards more power within the ministry just having that gold like it's a status symbol, and then that helps take the ears of people with power to share, and favours get more favours making it a vicious circle of corruption that will only end when someone chooses to put a stop to it from the outside. Someone who knows of a potential way to take everything from them with a power they don't want to understand, and the Goblins don't care enough to enlighten them; though, we all know they wouldn't want to listen to creatures they believe are beneath them."

Ginny shook her head in disgust and confusion. "But you don't plan to let them get away with this! So, you're going to play them all, and some day they will be at your merciless feet!"

Senna smirked, leaned in and kissed her girlfriends' nose. "Oh, MY Ginevra," she whispered, causing Ginny to shiver in delight as her full name spoken in Senna's accent was - well explosive.

"We shall not let this go. For now, we shall pretend ignorance, and come in through the backdoor that they left wide open, slowly with our Sneak Skill levelled up to maximum! Just an annoying buzz until they become explosions and gun fire, by which time it would be too late. When the time comes, we may need to use some, blackmail, and or take people to civil court... or hostage, or outright-. However, when their use is over, we'll bitch slap them with the use of the papers. Well except for the Prophet since they might as well be ministry property, and full of so many arseholes who sell their integrity for a quick coin.

"Dumbledore, Fudge, all of them will pay big. Though, I still can't get my parents will, as I am no longer Harry Potter, and I have yet to see the Goblins. Nifes and Fawkes say they will hand over what belongs to me and we do have other resources.

"I'm led to believe that my parents will has a powerful Wizengamot seal that will destroy it if I try opening it without the proper counter seal, but with public pressure they wouldn't have a choice. However, you don't need to be a genius to know my parents' wishes were ignored."

Ginny nodded disgusted with the old man. "But what about, Black? What if he is innocent? That one would be hard to prove, without…-." She trailed off nervously.

"Speaking with him first," agreed Senna frowning curiously. "He may have a way to prove his innocence and proving that would damn Dumbledore further than ever! Sirius is probably going to go to Hogwarts for some reason, hence all the dementors they're stationing there, which in itself is more dangerous than the escaped 'killer' after spending so long around Dementors he can't be healthy or strong enough to cause much of a threat that human guards wouldn't be able to capture him."

"Okay, but how will we find him?" asked Ginny curious and concerned.

"I-I don't know. Just hope we stumble across him before anyone else does?" She shrugged. "Well enough about our scheming. I must go to the bank. I've been putting this off for too long, and this should be interesting."

To Be Continued...