Title: Oops!
Genre: Romance, Adventure, Fantasy, Supernatural
Pairing: Voldemort X Harry
Summary : Accidentally appearing in eleven years old Harry Potter's body was the last thing she wanted to happen when she decided to criticise self-insert stories in front of her crazy best friend. Now she was trapped in a male child's body, in a world she knew from children's story books and no way back home. She just had to be the unlucky protagonist, didn't she? Poor Natalie did not know that there was more to it.
Warning: Slash (Yaoi, Boy X Boy…), Sort of but not quite Girl!OC-in-Male!Harry's-body, Antagonist! Harry, No Bashing, Good Dumbledore

Chapter Three

If there was one thing that Natalie would have hated, for being pushed into being a Self-Insert Harry Potter, it would be having to deal with the Dursleys. Thankfully, being a self-insert was apparently like playing a very entertaining Role-Playing Game, with unlimited choices. Usually in those games, there were only so much you could do or change and the end result – the ending – would be more or less the same but with some tiny differences that belied the choices taken earlier in the game.

Now, being a freaking self-insert in an actual fictional world made it so that Natalie could do whatever she wanted, however she wanted. And thus, came the emancipation. It had never been mentioned in the actual canon story but then again canon is also limited in what is shown. Since Natalie could make her own decisions, she managed to get emancipated at the tender age of eleven, which was apparently possible in the Wizarding World for the Heir of a powerful family – like the Potters – that held a Lordship – and thus accepting the Lordship instead of remaining heir – as from the moment said heir received their letter of acceptance to start their magical education.

It frankly went against all logic and reason but then again this was a fictional world and a magical one at that so Natalie really did not care much about that. What she did care about was the fact that not only did she not have to waste her precious time at the Dursleys, she never had to go back there and no one could force her to since she was freaking emancipated.

(Granted she had been an adult before being unceremoniously flung in this mess so if someone had tried to force their authority over her… Well, she would have not reacted like the nice little innocent angel her father made her out to be in front of strangers.)

As for where she would live, apparently the Potters had a lot of properties scattered around the globe. Like, a lot.

Unfortunately, some of them had fallen into disrepair since even before James and Lily's death so Natalie could not really live there. However, one of the properties, one of the bigger ones according to the goblins, Potter Palace, was still structurally sound and the wards were still active and powerful since the place was the main Potter residence. Or well, it had been built to be the main Potter residence but no one had lived there since before the time of Harry Potter's grandparents.

It was situated in Scotland and had not been touched since. The goblins, since they were actually pretty badass though with a penchant for trying to get a rise out of Natalie, gave her a portkey that would take her directly to the unplotted Potter Palace. It was a portkey that Harry Potter's great-grandparents had had made for emergency but could still be used even now. It would take her to Potter Palace and could also bring her back to Diagon Alley. In other words, everything was just plain convenient for Natalie. Everything really was easier in a fictional world.

After leaving Ollivander's shop and storing all her purchases in her new trunk, Natalie removed the portkey from her front pocket where she had placed it earlier after leaving Gringotts, and said the password. The hooking in her navel and the sudden change in landscape around her was nauseous and something she really could have done without. When she finally landed, she fell in a heap to the group, hearing her trunk falling not too far. Head spinning and feeling the little food she had in her stomach just waiting to make its way back up, she closed her eyes and remained lying where she was, her hand coming up to clasp her mouth shut.

It took her a while before the nausea settled and by then, she knew that wherever she was, she was outside. She could feel the grass under her prone form, taller than she would have liked – she really hoped there was no snail or worm sneaking their way into her clothes – and the warm rays of the afternoon sun on her face.

Deciding that she could not keep lying there for the rest for the day, she sat up carefully and looked around. She found herself in a big courtyard that looked not to have been looked after for a long while. Grass had overgrown, the trees looked like they had been left to grow however and wherever, and moss and weeds seemed to have grown everywhere she could see, even what looked like a very old fountain in the middle of the yard, and right in front of what she was pretty sure was Potter Palace.

Potter Palace itself stood opposite where she was, seeming immense and immeasurable in the afternoon light. It looked a lot like a giant castle with tall towers and what looked like big windows. A part of her wondered if she would get lost in there and another could not help but be excited at the prospect of exploring the place. Who knew what she could find over there?

However, now was not the time for exploring. She had much to do if she was to be ready for Hogwarts in September. While it was true that she had time, there was so much she wanted to do – to read – and she did not think she could do everything before she was to take the train.

Besides, she was already tired after the day she had had, what with business at the bank, shopping and then magic…

Shaking her head, Natalie stood up and went to her trunk. Opening it, she took out the tent she had spent a good hundred galleons for. While it was true that the goblins had reassured her that Potter Palace was structurally sound and thus no danger to her – in terms of the floor carving out under her or the roof falling on her – she did not feel like wasting her time to find a bedroom, make sure it was clean and dust free, and then find bedding to spend the night. Instead, she had decided to invest in a tent – magical tent – that she was certain she could rely on for sheltering her during the holidays.

Following the instructions in the manual, it was not long before a small tent that could not be bigger than a child's toy tent was erected in front of her. Pleased, Natalie gathered her trunk and ducked inside. She let out an excited squeal. Inside was bigger than outside and looked to already have everything that she had paid for. On the far left was a small kitchen, complete with counters, stove and fridge. On the right was the bathroom, though not exactly separated in an actual room. Instead, there was a toilet, a bathtub, a shower and a sink secluded from the rest of the 'room' but could still be seen the entrance. Closer to the entrance and where she was, was a king-sized bed – which was apparently far bigger than she had expected when she had ordered it – and a wardrobe. Not far was a small section with two couches and an armchair. Everything was not very luxurious but far more than she needed to be honest.

She closed the entrance behind her and left her trunk at the bottom of the bed. Time to test that bathtub!

After her bath, Natalie settled on the bed with one of the many, many books she had bought earlier that day to read. She did not exactly have any other clothes with her except for her school uniform that she really did not feel like wearing and sleeping in so she settled for staying naked for the time being. She needed to do more shopping but it was already late and she was exhausted. She would have to go another day. Her clothes, those she had worn all day, were drying outside the tent where she had strung them up between two tree branches.

For the moment, the book remained closed and pushed aside while she dragged a certain box on the bed, closer to her. While she could not wait to start reading her new books she had bought about magic in a magic bookshop, there was something else she wanted to try.

Since trying the wands at Ollivander's, the magic from inside her had in no way disappeared. It had remained… close to the surface, as if waiting for her to use it. And use it she would. She did not think it would be wise to just play around with it right now as she was since she had no actual, proper schooling in magic…

But who the hell cared?

If Voldemort could use magic before going to Hogwarts, then so could she! Besides she was in a fictional world; how bad could it get? Worst case scenario, she would off herself and end up back home. Meh.

Natalie opened the box and stared at her new wand, Harry Potter's Holly wand of all things. It was an unassuming little thing, really; it looked like a stick, the base of which had been fashioned so that it would fit in someone's hand. With her own unfamiliarly small hand hovering over, she felt the magic in her stir almost excitedly, slowly, lazily floating over the wand as if testing. It was strange, to feel the magic like this. It almost felt sentient in the way moved as if with a mind of its own and… yet not.

She did not touch the wand, instead she grabbed hold of the magic, her magic and allowed it to wrap around her and spread – spread, spread – around her. It felt warm, like spending a lazy winter afternoon in front of a fireplace, wrapped up in a fluffy blanket. It felt like the first rain of spring, the pleasant breeze of the summer months and the colours of autumn – though how what that one meant, she had no idea or even how it pertained to the magic.

With a laugh, Natalie threw herself back on the bed, wrapped her small, small arms around her body and rolled around on the huge mattress.

Magic was just plain awesome.

The next day Natalie woke up with the sun. Since the previous day, she had not eaten anything and so she was ravenous. Unfortunately, she had also forgotten to settle food for the summer; the tent's kitchen remained empty. The first thing she did was brush her teeth and drink some water before getting back in her now dry clothes. Not wasting any more time, she quickly grabbed anything she needed for another day of shopping before she portkey'ed away.

The portkey was just as nauseating as the previous day but this time around she managed to stay on her feet and it was not long after landing in Diagon Alley than she quickly made her way to the Leaky Cauldron where she had a satisfying breakfast. As soon as she was done, she rushed towards the closest clothing store. She did not find what she was looking for at Madam Malkin's but she did at Twilfitt and Tatting's. A couple of hours later she exited and made her way to Second-Hand Robes where she purchased a simple set of muggle clothing that were old but in a much better condition than what she had worn since the previous day. She immediately changed into those clothes and threw away her last vestiges of the Dursleys.

She would have preferred to burn them but throwing them away felt just as good at that moment.

Done with the magical side of London, Natalie secured her miniaturized package from Twilfitt and Tatting's in her new pocket before she made her way to the Leaky Cauldron.

Her shopping from the muggle side of London was slightly more difficult than in Diagon Alley but really, she should have expected this. After all it was not exactly normal to see a tiny child like she currently was going shopping alone without adult supervision, and while having the means to pay for her purchases. Thankfully, she managed to accomplish what she had set out to do with minimum obstacle. This trip to muggle London at least reaffirmed that she really hating her current status as a child.

As soon as she was done, Natalie went back to the Leaky Cauldron where she had a late lunch and secured her means of acquiring her meals for the rest of the week.

That done, she finally portkey'ed back to her new home. She threw her many packages on her bed and then quickly left the tent again. That was one thing out of way but now she had something else to do.

Determined, Natalie crossed over to the Palace's front door. It was time to see about this place.

It was not as bad as she had first thought. Sure, there were cobwebs practically everywhere, the windows were darkened with years of dust, the air was stale and heavy and let's not talk of the doors that creaked every time she opened them, but it could have been worst. The floor was sturdy, like the goblins had promised, the furniture was covered by cloths – and Natalie had a feeling some kind of magic spell (a charm maybe?) – that had kept them in good condition.

The place was far too big for her to explore completely but that was the last of her concern.

There were a lot of paintings everywhere she walked – moving, talking paintings – and as she examined them and asked them questions, she determined that they were the last remnants of the Potters' ancestors. That was not what was important though. No, what was, was the directions they gave her to the one room the reason for which Natalie had chosen that particular estate as her new 'home': the library.

AN: Those few chapters are actually kind of boring but unfortunately necessary for the plot. This is all just Natalie settling down in this world and the decisions she took, mostly based on her own desires.

Oh, right. I forgot to mention, Natalie is not actually a Self-Insert. She is like one but that's kind of the point. You'll find out more as the story progresses though not before or during the first year at Hogwarts. (She seems like an OC but she actually is not...)

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