Hello everyone! It's been forever and how I missed you all! My silly computer has been giving me some serious issues and left me with some serious headaches. Then the show I'm working on is eating up all my free time. Gah, It took us over 7 hours just to tape the first episode! And that was only the studio shoots, so then we had to do all the feild shoots and that took FOREVER! They even made us get in this giagantic fountion and it's freezing outside! My feet almost fell off it was soo cold!

But you could care less so let's get on with the story! Enjoy!

Having Harry's Destiny-Harry's thoughts

Most people would agree that the soul of a dead boy living in the body of a living girl was about as far from normal as you could get, but for Harry Potter that was life. His life was so different and yet it felt so normal. Of course, at first he didn't see it as anywhere near normal, at first he was painfully aware of how odd the situation was. But over time he began to dwell on it less and less. That was probably due to the way Megan treated situation. After the initial shock of the whole thing wore off, Megan went on like it was like this sort of thing happened to people everyday. It was her carefree attitude that made him forget about life's problems and oddities. She mystified him. She was like no one else, nothing else. He wanted to know everything about her and now that he did, she still puzzled him.

Harry sat back with a sigh and watched Megan interact with their friends on the train ride back to school. He had enjoyed getting to spend time with his friends over the Christmas holiday and was thankful that Megan realized that these people were like a family to him and had let him be with them. But to be honest, he was more then glad to set back and let Megan take over. He would never get used to this female body.

Harry laid back and stared into the nothing about him and mentally tuned out the outside noises. He had spent a lot of time lately thinking about his life and how it had changed. He was more then grateful for the second chance he had been given. Okay, so he sort of took it by force but hey, he was still grateful. Sure it may be unusual, but to have supposed to be dead right now, he had a pretty good life. He really didn't have a chance to ponder the negative because the second Megan felt any negative "vides" coming from him, she would set him down and have him tell her what was wrong. Then she would talk it out with him until all his fears and frustrations were laid to rest. And then, by some stroke of magic, she would have him smiling and laughing again. How she did it, he didn't know. He only knew that he couldn't stay sad around her for long. He tried to pass it off as her cheery personality but if the truth were told, SHE made him happy, whether she tried to or not. Of course he tried not to think too much about WHY she made him happy. Seeing as it was next to impossible to keep his feelings hidden from Megan, he thought it was best if he just took things at face value.

But through it all, even though he had come to terms with and accepted his new life there was one thing he wished he could do. And that was to touch Megan. Just once. With his own hand not with this body that his imagination had constructed inside Megan's head. Sure they could touch each other in here but it wasn't the same. What they felt was just what their imaginations fed to them based on past experiences. It was true he had touched her before he died but he had been too preoccupied with dying to really pay much attention to what she felt like. Can you blame him? Now he just wanted to know what her skin felt like against his own. To touch, something he had taken for granted until now. All the times he had brushed past people in the hall or when he handed somebody something and their hands would lightly touch, these are the things he would never experience with Megan. It drove him mad.

A noise outside caught his attention and he looked up to see Malfoy enter the compartment. Helena jumped up and gave him a hug. Yet another reason why he wanted his body back, so he could STOP touching Draco, and Ron, and well pretty much any other guy for that matter. Luckily Megan had picked up on Harry's revulsion for contact with other males and had learned to keep the embraces short and sweet. Helena let Draco go and Harry sighed with relief. The two set down as the conversation started up again. This time Harry decided to pay attention.

"Did your dad find out about us having lunch the other day?" Helena asked Draco.

"No he didn't even see me until later that day. I told him I was bored and decided to go shopping and he bought it without question." Draco replied with a smirk.

"Good. I was afraid he would find out and you would get in trouble." Helena said with a sigh.

"I'd be in more then just trouble if he found out I was friends with you guys." Draco's grave voice seemed loud in the quiet compartment.

"You don't think anyone from school will tell him do you?" Hermione asked as images of what Draco's dad would do if he found out filled her mind.

"No, not yet anyway." Draco answered. "Right now everybody just thinks I'm friends with Helena and being civil to you for her sake. And the Slytherins actually think Helena's not that bad since she stood up to the rest of the Gryffindors. So for now we're okay."

"I don't want to get you in trouble Draco," Helena said quietly.

"Don't worry." Draco reassured her. "I'm going to be 18 soon anyway so then there won't be much he can do to me. I'm not going back when we graduate, I've already made plans to move into London."

"You must have given this a lot of thought." Hermione stated.

"Well, I never really wanted to follow in my father's footsteps. I mean, I liked the lifestyle and all when I was younger, but as I've grown up the thought of being someone else's lap dog just became less and less appealing." Draco explained. "And I don't feel like having my every thought and action dictated by a power hungry maniac."

"You know, for a ferret you're pretty smart." Ron smirked.

"Thanks." Draco rolled his eyes. The conversation continued on to other subjects as the train lumbered on at a steady pace. A few minutes passed by in quiet conversation until the compartment door opened and in walked Neville Longbottom. He was almost halfway into the compartment when he noticed Draco Malfoy. He stopped and stared like a deer caught in the headlights. Megan didn't seem to notice Neville's shock because the only thing Harry felt going through her mind was "NEVILLE! I haven't seen him in forever!" as she proceeded to pounce on the unsuspecting boy. Neville was caught so off guard by the excited girl that he fell backward into the seat behind him with Helena landing in his lap.

"NEVILLE!" Helena squealed and hugged him tightly causing the shy boy to turn bright red. Harry recoiled inwardly from the Neville sensory overload. Luckily, Megan had just noticed the awkward position she was in and hopped up.

"Sorry," Helena apologized, blushing slightly.

"It's okay," Neville said staring intently at his hands. "You just caught me off guard."

"I was just so excited to see you after the break and all." Helena explained as she sat back down in her own seat next to Draco. "I got kind of used to having you around to talk to when these two started bickering like an old married couple" She indicated to Ron and Hermione with a nod of her head.

"HEY!" They both shouted in protest.

"We do not argue like a married couple." Hermione retorted primly. "I will admit that we have our disagreements form time to time and yes, occasionally they get a bit out of hand but that doesn't mean that we an any way resemble a married couple."

"Yeah, what she said." Ron huffed as he sank down farther into the seat on Helena's other side. Helena and Ginny shared a knowing smile before changing the subject.

"So Neville, what was that weird look on your face for when you walked in?" Ginny asked.

"Well…ah…"His eyes flickered over to Draco.

"Oh!" Helena exclaimed. "Let me explain about Draco here. You see I brainwashed him and turned him into my newest play pretty."

"WHAT?!?!" Draco roared. "I never have been and never will be your "play pretty." …. Whatever that means." Helena just laughed at his reaction.

"No actually, Neville," Helena continued ignoring Draco's heated glare. "He's not as bad as he used to be. He's seen the error of his ways and come seeking penance. Plus the ferret's kind of fun to have around."

"Thanks." Draco rolled his eyes sarcastically.

"You'll get used to him after a while." Ginny added. "And it stops being weird to have him around and NOT trying to hex you." Neville just gave them a look that said they'd all gone loony. Of course he already knew that Helena was friends with Draco because of the whole Gryffindor vs. Helena fiasco. But he had never suspected that Ron and Hermione, or even Ginny would befriend their former enemy. It was just too much for his mind to comprehend so he chose to sit and stare. The others chose to ignore his silence and continue their previous conversation.

Harry understood how Neville was feeling, he had felt the same way at first too. Though he had been more outraged where Neville just seemed shocked. But no matter how much he ranted and raved, Helena had insisted on giving Draco a chance, and well, the rest was history now. Though he still wasn't completely comfortable around the Slytherin. Occasionally he would catch Draco giving him this look that made him want to hurl. Well actually Draco was giving Helena that look but it still was creepy beyond belief. What bothered him even more then the looks, was the fact that "Hogwarts Hottie" was apparently developing a bit of a crush on Helena. Sure half of it was the fact that he, Harry, was part of the said Helena but most of it was the fact that Megan seemed oblivious to the attention she was getting from the blonde boy. That, or she didn't mind it, maybe even liked it. The thought of Megan with Malfoy made his blood boil.

Not a chance in hell I'm letting that happen. He muttered to himself. Megan glanced over her shoulder and gave him a questioning look. He waved her off but knew she would eventually sit him down and make him talk. But he was just being protective of because she was a close friend, like a sister. Right? Of course. What else could it be?

So we finally get a chance see Harry's point of view. You're probably thinking that it's about time too! I hope you enjoyed the little insight and found it incredibly enjoyable!

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