Hello everyone! First I wanted to thank all of you for supporting this story in your own little ways and not killing me for being so slow in writing. Secondly I wanted to announce that this happens to be my favorite chapter to date! I like it even better than Technicolor Slytherins and that's saying something! I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

Disclaimer: Sorry, not that lucky.

Having Harry's Destiny-What it Takes to Dress a Girl

The Christmas break was absolute bliss. The whole Weasley family came home, well except Percy of course. There was some confusion, at first, as to which room to put Helena in. At first they planned on putting her in Ginny's room with Ginny and later on Hermione, but when they found out that Harry was going to be in control most of the time they decided that wasn't such a good idea. Then they thought about putting her in the room with Ron but then just because Harry was in control didn't mean she still didn't have a girl's body. In the end they decided to go ahead and put her in Ron's room and to put a curtain up, separating the two sides of the room, so that they could each have some privacy. Of course when Ron found out he was more then a little upset, well more like embarrassed at the thought of having to share his room with a girl.

"Don't worry, Ron, I won't peak." Helena reassured him. "And I really doubt Megan will either. She's way to shy when it comes to things like that." Ron just huffed and continued lugging his things up to his room.

"This is just too weird." He mumbled as he entered his room where his twin brothers were busy erecting the curtain. They had charmed Ron's side of the curtain to be baby blue and say 'His' in elaborate script. Helena's side was soft pink and said 'Hers' in the same script. Ron turned red with anger at the sight of the curtain and Helena was pretty sure she saw smoke coming out of his ears.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING??" Ron yelled.

"Putting up your curtain for you, our favorite little brother." George replied, pinching Ron's cheek, which of course only made him madder.

"Megan is going to crack up when she wakes up and sees this," Helena said with a smile. "Though I would resent it if it weren't so funny."

"See Ron, Harry doesn't mind and he is the one stuck in the girl's body," Fred pointed out.

"And a very nice body it is." George added and Fred nodded in agreement.

"GROSS!" Helena shrieked. "Hello! Harry speaking! Are you trying to make me barf?" The twins just laughed at this comment and rushed out of the room before Helena decided to beat some sense into them.

"I swear, one day I'm going to finally get those two back." Ron mumbled.

"Good luck on that," Helena said as she plopped down onto the bed. "This is just too weird." She said indicating her body.

"Tell me about it," Ron mumbled to himself. While Ron unpacked, Helena sat with her elbows resting on her knees and her chin cupped in her hand, watching with mild interest. Ron didn't pay much attention to her until he was done when he turned to face his friend. He stopped dead in his tracks.

She's pouting. Ron thought. And she looks really hot when she pouts. OH MY GOD!! DID I JUST SAY THAT??? I'm turning into the twins!!

"What?" Helena asked when she noticed that Ron was staring at her.

"Well…uh…you were, um, pouting," Ron muttered. "And you looked very…. girly" Ron turned bright red.

"WHAT?" Helena moaned throwing herself back on the bed and covering her face with the pillow. "Will it ever end?"

"Sorry," Ron said as he sat down on his own bed. "Just thought you might like to know."

"Thanks," Helena mumbled through the pillow. Just then there was a knock at the door.

"Come in." Ron called out and Ginny walked in.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked Helena when she saw her buried beneath a pillow.

"I'm hiding my girly face." Came a muffled reply.

"What??" Ginny asked. "What's she talking about?"

"Harry's having problems coping with his new body." Ron explained.

"Well, I've never been in control this long before!" Helena exclaimed removing the pillow from her face.

"Oh boy," Ginny sighed. "You better come with me and have a nice long chat about being a girl."

"I'm not a …okay so maybe my body is a girl." Helena gave in.

"Exactly." Ginny said as she dragged Helena out of the bed and out the door.

"For once in my life I am more then happy to be Ron Weasley," Ron said as his sister and his bewildered best friend disappeared out the door.

The days passed happily and soon Christmas was here and with it, Hermione. Upon her arrival, she was tackled by a desperate Helena.

"Hermione help me!" Helena begged. "Ginny and the twins are trying to get me to wear a dress!"

"Wait. What? Who? WHY?" A confused Hermione asked.

"Ginny and the twins want me to try on this little skimpy dress because they think I have a nice body and should show it off." Helena explained. "But I have problems with my body! Megan probably wouldn't mind but I'm NOT Megan and I am NOT wearing that thing!"

"Then why don't you just have Megan take over and put the dress on?" Hermione asked. Helena opened her mouth to say something and then plopped it shut again.

"I hadn't thought of that." She admitted.

"Boys," Hermione rolled her eyes before walking past Helena and greeting everyone else. When Ginny heard Hermione's solution to the problem at hand, she promptly drug Helena up stairs to change. The other "youngsters" were setting in the living room talking happily when the two girls returned. Ginny stood in the doorway, a huge grin plastered across her face.

"May I have your attention please!" She said catching everyone's attention. "I would like to introduce the sex goddess of the Gryffindor House-"

"HEY!" She was cut off by a shout coming from the hallway.

"All right the lovely lady of the Gryffindor House," She paused to make sure that was all right with the person in the hall. When no objection came, she continued. "HELENA CULLINGTON!" Helena walked timidly through the door and every jaw dropped. The dress was a black spaghetti strapped delight with a pink ribbon circling around the princess waistline. The dress went down to just above her knees. The V-neck showed off a little more cleavage then she was comfortable with and she shifted from foot to foot nervously as a result. Every boy in the room was ogling her causing her to turn bright red.

"Blooooooddyyyyy HELL!!" Fred shouted. "Give me a piece of that!"

"FRED!!" Ron shouted angrily. "She's not a piece of meat for crying out loud!"

"No but she has some nice slab." George commented.

"HEY!" Helena protested. "Keep your eyes in innocent places." Everyone burst into laughter at this comment. Ron was trying very hard NOT to stare at Helena. She looked good and he was having a hard time remembering that Harry was in there too and by the look of things, so were his brothers.

"You should wear that when we go out to lunch on Friday." Ginny said with a grin. "Except maybe with a jacket."

"It's kind of cold to be wearing this, Ginny." Helena said pointing to all the bare skin she was displaying. "How about some jeans and a nice sweater?"

"Fine." Ginny agreed with a sigh. "I guess you're right."

"Of course!" Helena said. "I have two minds, remember?" Everyone rolled their eyes at this comment.

"Go put your close on before you catch a cold." Hermione said ushering the girl out of the room with Ginny following behind them. Once the three girls were carefully out of earshot, the boys all turned to each other with dumb expressions on their faces.

"That was nice," George said with a grin.

"Shut up." Ron said, getting frustrated with his brothers. They just waved him away.

"But you know, I've been thinking," Fred said. "And we may have a problem."

"What do you mean?" Ron asked.

"Well we all find Helena to be extremely pretty correct?" They all nodded. "Now that is okay because we know ….well, we know about who or what she truly is and won't try anything because we know it would just be WRONG."

"Where are you going with this?" Ron prodded.

"Everybody else, my dear brother, everybody else doesn't know about Harry and Megan," Fred explained. "They only know Helena, who to everybody else appears to be a normal girl, which is what we want. But the only problem is; what's going to stop other guys from going after our very pretty friend?" There was silence in the room as the others present let this sink in.

"Oh crap," Ron said as he buried his face in his hands.

"Exactly," Fred said.

"I know!" George said catching their attention. "Ron could pretend to date her."

"WHAT?? NO!" Ron exclaimed.

"Think about it Ron, if she's "taken" nobody will come near her." George pointed out.

"That would never work." A voice said. They turned around to see their older brother Charlie leaning against the doorframe.

"Why not?" Fred asked.

"Because even if they're just pretending to date, they would have to do a lot of the stuff that couples do in order to make people believe that they truly are a couple and therefore defeat the whole purpose of not putting Helena in an uncomfortable situation." Charlie explained.

"Well it was worth a shot," George sighed. "It's not like any guy has made a move on her yet…wait. Have they?" All faces turned to Ron.

"I don't know!!" He protested. "I'm not around her every second of the day!"

"Did she ever say anything about any guy??" Fred prodded.

"No…I don't think so. I don't remember." Ron admitted. "Though I'm sure she would have said something if somebody had been bothering her."

"Ron! You have to keep up with these sort of things!" George exclaimed. "And don't tell me you haven't been keeping up with Ginny's suitors either!"

"Well, not really." Ron mumbled. "But I would have found out if she was seeing someone. You can't keep that sort of thing secret for long at Hogwarts." Fred and George both glared at Ron and turned to talk quietly with each other. Charlie came over and sat down beside Ron.

"Don't worry Ron," He said. "You're doing fine. Besides I think both Helena and Ginny can take care of themselves. The important thing is that you're there if they need you."

"Thanks." Ron smiled slightly at his older brother. Just then they heard a call from the kitchen.

"Super time!" Mrs. Weasley's voice rang through the air. "Boys get washed up and tell the girls to come down." They all trudged upstairs and went to Ginny's room to tell the girls to wash up only to find it empty.

"Ginny??" Ron called out. There was a noise and the three girls appeared from Ron's room trying very hard not to laugh.

"Yes?" They asked struggling to keep control over their laughter.

"Super time." Ron said watching them suspiciously.

"Thank you." The girls said edging past the boys.

"What's so funny?" George asked.

"Nothing!" They shouted as rushed down the stairs in a burst of speed. The boys turned to each other and in unspoken agreement headed towards Ron's room. Ron was the first to enter the room and doing so blocked the other's view. He stepped into the room, paused, stepped back out, his face lobster red. Seeing this, the twins pushed past him into the room. There was a moment of silence and then laughter erupted from the room. The entire room had been covered with women's lingerie. Hanging from the walls, covering all surfaces, littering the floor, it was EVERYWHERE. It must have taken all three girls' wardrobes to complete the task. To top it off, spelled out in red rose petals on Ron's bed were the words "Sex God." The twins, to say the least, were very tickled at this and could hardly breathe from laughing so hard. Charlie, who entered the room slightly after them, tried very hard to hide his laughter but was unsuccessful. The expression on Ron's face didn't help much either. He was in shock. His mind was numb. He might as well have walked in on a girl taking a bath because the effect was the same on the poor boy. He turned blindly around and started down the stairs, followed by his three cackling brothers.

In the dinning room, the three culprits were having a hard time keep straight faces. They found that NOT looking at each other was extremely helpful. Hermione was studying her plate with great interest, Ginny was extremely engrossed in a section of wall, while Helena was biting down on her thumb and tapping the floor with her toes. They almost lost it when a dumbfounded Ron walked in and sat down without a word while staring off into space. Then they made the mistake of looking at the twins and Charlie when they entered the room and that was it, they were gone and there was no hope of them coming back anytime soon. The others in the room looked up abruptly when the six of them burst into uncontrollable laughter at just the sight of each other.

"What's so funny?" Mrs. Weasley asked but they were laughing so hard they were unable to answer. Based on her past experience she turned to the twins with a fire in her eyes. "What did you two do this time?"

"Us???" George managed to stutter through the fits. "It.. was…them." He pointed to the three girls, which only made them laugh harder.

"All…all we did…" Ginny started but couldn't finish.

"Issss remodel Roonn'sss ….room." Helena said trying very hard not laugh. "Just a bitttt!!!"

"To make Helena feel more at home!!" Ginny added doubling over in another fit. This seemed to break Ron out of his stupor as he shot out of his chair.

"MY ROOM!" He exclaimed as he rushed out of the room. Everyone exchanged glances before rushing after him. When they got to his room, they found him standing speechless in the middle of the room, a bra in hand. This of course didn't help the laughter any at all. Mrs. Weasley on the other hand was wide eyed.

"Ron…" She said quietly looking like she couldn't decide whether to laugh or scream. "What is all this?"

"OOOHHH!" He threw his arms up in surrender and fell back onto his bed, bra, panties, rose petals, and all. The three girls exchanged looks before jumping on top of him.

"WE LOVE YOU RON!" They exclaimed as they squirmed all over the bed and him. Pointing out their favorite "décor pieces" to a horrified red head.

"What did I ever do to deserve this?" Ron cried.

"I'd like to know too." Fred whispered to George. "That way I can do it to and be equally rewarded." At this George snickered, but Mrs. Weasley, who had overheard this comment, promptly chased them both from the room. Back in Ron's room, Helena had hopped off the bed and was now dancing with her favorite article of clothing. To further horrify poor Ron, the three declared that from this day forth they would call their underwear, "Ronald-wear," in memory of this glorious day. Ron promptly passed out.

Tehe! This chapter makes me laugh! Let me know if you liked!

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