"DADDY!" Shrieked the little girl as she came running as fast as her little legs would carry her. The girl was all dark hair, blue eyes, and cuteness as far as the eye could see.
"Daddy Daddy DADDY!! Stowry! Pwease Storwy!!"
"Alright Hun, what kind of story do you want to hear?"
"One about a Princess Daddy! And a castle and a prince!"
"hahaha ok Hun, but you have to promise me you'll sit still and be good while I tell it to you or it's off to bed with you, you little monster."
"Ok daddy I pwomise I'll be Super SUPER good Daddy!"
"Ok Sweetie. Ready? Once upon a time…"
Once upon a Time, in a Kingdom Far Away…
Harry Potter was no ordinary boy…or should I say girl? From the day he was born his mother was dead-set on him being a girl. It didn't matter that he was technically a male, she wanted to have a baby girl and Harry is what she ended up with. So therefore, Harry was a girl, at least in her mind.
So instead of traditional boy shirts and breeches, Harry grew up in to the world of dresses and face powder, perfume and frilly things. Don't get me wrong, Harry knew he was male, after all he didn't look like any of the other girls he hung around with, and he defiantly didn't have breasts, but since He lived to make his mother content, he acted like a girl just to make her happy. It was an upside-down inside- out sort of life, but Harry thrived in it.
Now that's not to say that Harry didn't get in trouble like all young boys do, he was always caught getting dirty, and crawling in places he wasn't supposed to be. This usually got him in trouble, but his father, the king, could never punish his much loved son…er…daughter. So Harry got away with things most young children wouldn't have and for a princess, he lead a very free and lighthearted life.
That was until the morning of his 16 birthday….
AN- well, tell me if it sounds at all interesting... Please Read and Review!