Note: The Bender potion, which will be clarified in the rewritten chapters, is the potion that changes a man into a woman and vice versa.
LAST TIME ON The Feel Of Feeling
Which lead him to staring at the living room ceiling. It was something he did a lot at the Dursley's so he knew just how to entertain himself by doing so - find shapes, make up stories for the shapes and any chip - he'd learned to do so for hours.
But he was still bored. And had Hermione known he was bored, she would have tied him to a chair. Last time he was bored, he made the Bender potion. And so with decidedly insane thoughts, he skipped off to his room to experiment.
--Chapter 11—
He made sure he locked the door to his room, when making a new potion, he tended to cackle; so when Hermione hears him cackle she tends to worry and tie him up. And true to his prediction, Hermione was at his door at the first cackle. That was about an hour and a half ago. She left his door after an explosion, but came back when she heard him cackle again. Sure he could silence his room, but where would the fun be in that?
With one last cackle he added what he believed, and hoped, was the last ingredient. The potion turned a light blue and Harry filled five vials with his concoction while banishing the rest.
"Hey Mia!" Harry yelled through his door, "Wanna try my new potion?"
There was silence for half a minute before a, "No, but I know who to test it on."
Harry skipped to the door and opened it, deactivating the charms.
"Really? Who?"
Hermione smiled slightly a glint in her eye, "First you have to tell me what the potion does."
Harry eyed her suspiciously, "You aren't going to make me drink it are you?"
Hermione's smile twitched upward, "No."
"Oh, okay then." Harry caught a shadow moving at the other end of the hall and leaned forward to whisper what he wanted his potion to do.
Hermione's grin turned evil and Harry decided he'd leave the planning to her and went to deal with the shadow. He crept to the corner he knew the spy was hiding around. Taking a deep breath he popped only his head, around the corner and cheerfully greeted the spy.
"Yo!"
The spy screamed and fell over in surprise. Harry cackled and swooped down to the spy, picking her up and slinging her over his shoulder. "I've got you now my little spy." he crooed.
"Noooo!" The spy wailed and she was carried away. Flailing her arms and legs she got a couple good hits in before she was thrown down and bounced a little on a bed. She didn't have time to wonder at that before Harry descended on her and started tickling. Between gasps and laughter she begged for him to stop. He finally stopped after a couple minutes and asked, "Have you learned your lesson Spy Trainee Emily Mane?"
"Yes Spy Master Zain Evans."
"Good," Harry chirped and flopped down beside Emily. "Thought about what you want to get your family yet?"
"Nope."
Harry blinked up at the ceiling before rolling over to look at her. "But then how do you know what to buy?"
Emily shrugged and smiled at him. "I decided while I'm looking."
"Jeez, and people say I go into things without a plan."
Emily stuck her tongue out at him until a yawn forced her to stop. "Aw, is wittle Emy tired?" Emily shot Harry a dirty look causing him to laugh. "Shut up," she mumbled as she curled into his side. Harry just grinned and decided to take a nap as well.
A couple minutes later Hermione walked in and smiled, wishing she had a camera. Harry heard her quite 'aw' and looked up. He smiled and motioned her over. She walked over and crawled in on the other side of Emily. "There a reason we're all napping?"
"Well technically you and I aren't napping yet," he gave her a cheeky grin, "but Emily was tired and she's to cute to move. As for you, well, most girls would give a limb to sleep next to me."
"Ha ha idiot, but none-the-less, I'm already comfy and am not moving."
Harry sat up in his bed and stretched his arms above his head while yawning. He was about to groggily make his way to the shower when he heard giggling coming from the other side of his bedroom door. Mind still fogged with sleep he couldn't figure out what exactly was going on. So instead of the shower he groggily made his way to the door instead. He opened the door to Hermione and Emily smiling evilly. He stared at them blankly until he was hit with a red light and blackness covered everything.
He came to a little later with Hermione pointing her wand at him being the first thing he saw. He eyed her wand suspiciously, she did after all just stun him not to long ago.
"Morning Zain." Hermione happily greeted him while returning her wand to her pocket. "We, as in Emily and I, decided that since you have an appointment to take your NEWTs today all the way in Britain, we would head out when it's time to take them and do a little shopping in Diagon Alley while you're doing so."
"I have an, never mind. Fine, but I need to get ready so could you two kindly leave?" He raised an eyebrow at them.
Hermione smirked at him and shook her head while Emily decided to cheerily inform him that, "We already got you ready."
Harry was now officially scared, two females had just knocked him out and got him ready to go out shopping. One of those females knowing that no it would be a bad thing if anyone in Britain should be able to recognize him. He wasn't sure he wanted to look in a mirror. So he decided to stall.
"Why are we leaving so early? I'm pretty sure nothing will be open," he stopped to yawn as if to prove his point, "at this time in the morning."
"They're eight hours ahead of us, it's only noon there. Now come on, your appointment is at one and we still need to get there. We'll meet you in the flooing room."
Hermione and Emily walked out, Hermione stopping in the doorway to call back "And if you change what we did I'll tie you up in ribbon and gift you to Drey for Christmas."
With trepidation Harry walked over to the bathroom door where a full length mirror hung. He was wearing black combat boots, black cargo pants, and a dark blue tank. Hermione had also inked the line of runes from his blood magic that went around his biceps and put black fingerless gloves on his hands. His hair was spiked like it had the first day he had left Grimmauld Place but with dark blue tips to match his tank. His light purple eyes seemed to somehow fit right into the color scheme, and just above them, a silver and navy bar bell pierced his right eyebrow. He had to hand it to the girls, he certainly didn't look like Harry Potter.
Taking Hermione's threat to heart, and not minding his look, he didn't change anything and instead grabbed his bag, making sure his money and potions case where in it; After all, with his luck, they'd be needing potions.
The flooing room was simply that, a room to floo. It had a large fireplace so one didn't have to worry about ducking and spacious room for those coming in to move out of the way or for those leaving to gather. It was sparsely decorated, a couple chairs and a couch along with a rope for arrivals to pull to announce their, well, arrival. It had been explained to Harry and Hermione the day before that the room was a necessity for any responsible pack leader. Should one of the pack ever have a problem they just had to floo in and ring the bell.
It was in this room that two hyped up girls waited for him. "What drugs did you two get into?" was the first thing out of Harry's mouth when he walked into the room to see Hermione laughing over seemingly nothing and Emily trying to climb the wall like Spider Man.
"I had cocoa puffs!" Emily happily announced.
Harry nodded his head, sure, that worked. Hermione didn't even dignify an answer and instead just grabbed some floo powder and handed it to Harry. "You want Die-ah-gone Alley okay Zain, not Knockturn." She told him patronizingly.
"Haha," Harry mumbled and through the powder into the fire place, making sure to pronounce it just as mockingly as Hermione just did.
He tumbled out into the Leaky Cauldron and after reordering himself, that was a long floo trip, sat at a table to wait for the other two.
"Who ya waitin' fer?" One of the customers asked looking at him suspiciously. Feeling mischievous, Harry answered quite cheerily, "Waiting for my harem." Just after Hermione flooed through with Emily. "And there they are now, tootles peasant."
Hermione gave him a suspicious look but let him drag her and Emily away from the shocked pardons of the Leaky Cauldron. "So Mai," Harry distracted her from her suspicions, "Why is it that we floo to Diagon Alley and yet end up in the Leaky Cauldron?"
"I read somewhere," she answered as he tapped to appropriate bricks, "that it was a safety precaution put in during the Grindelwald war. By flooing into the Leaky Cauldron first, a warning could be given to shoppers before any enemy made it though the pub and into the alley."
"Some security." Harry mumbled as the wall opened giving them entrance. They walked in, Hermione in the lead. She led them down the winding street that despite the fear of Voldemort, was still bust and bustling, to a telephone booth just a little off of Gringotts. Harry rolled his eyes when seeing it, know that just like the phone booth out in muggle London, it would take him to the ministry.
"Okay Zain," Harry turned to Hermione, "The tests are two hours each - one hour for paper test and one hour for practical - and I signed you up for five tests - Transfiguration, Potions, DADA, Runes, and Charms - I don't expect you to take the given two hours for any of them and to be out faster then ten hours. Here," she tossed him a knut, "I did the same thing like on the gallons when we were fifteen, just send a message when you're done and we'll meet in Gringotts."
"Yes ma'am!" He feet locked together and he saluted her.
"Bye Zain!" Emily waved as Hermione pulled her away, mumbling about insanity. Harry watched them go before turning back to the phone booth, with a gusty sigh he open the door and stepped in. He had been in the ministry three times. The first two in his fifth year at Hogwarts, at the beginning for the trail with Arthur Weasley and the end with his main group from the DA. The third time was not long after the second, it was when he was arrested. All those times where quite awhile ago, but he still remember the password, all it was, was 'magic' after all. He wouldn't be surprised if a few teens had dialled magic for fun and ended up in the ministry.
He went through the wand check, thankful for the first time not to have his old wand, without problem and got directions to the testing area. And once there he stood in a line with other witch and wizards. He was a little surprised to see older people there to take the test but then decided he shouldn't be, they were into a third war in less the a hundred years.
The tests were over faster then two hour allotted time, just like Hermione assumed, and close to seven hours later he was done, even if his brain felt like mush. Taking the floo, as it was the only way out of the ministry, back to the Leaky Cauldron he went to Gringotts before letting Hermione know he was done. He had found out the hard way in Hogwarts that Hermione did not like to be kept waiting. And it turned out that the girls were near the bank anyway so it only took them a couple minutes to arrive.
He stood off the steps to the bank and brushed the seat of his pants off when he saw them. "So how was shopping?"
Emily launched into what they all did; unfortunately she had, had more sugar and Harry swore she was talking 100 miles per hour. So he instead turned to Hermione.
"We did some browsing of almost all the stores, I think Emily had the most fun in WWW. It's joke shop, the owners, a couple of twins, even gave Em and few hints on how to best use their products."
"They were awesome!"
Harry smiled down at Emily, "They sound so, I wish I could have met them too."
"You can, right Merle?"
"Sorry Emily, but Zain hasn't had breakfast and it's already lunch time for us." Emily looked so sad that Hermione promised once they had all flooed back to Canada they would all go to a McDonald's for lunch and she could drag Harry onto the play-place with her. Cheered, the little girl grabbed their hands and dragged them back to the Leaky Cauldron.
She did indeed drag Harry onto the play-place with her and had a blast but afterwards was yawning often. "Tired Em?" Emily nodded to Harry's question. Since both Hermione and Emily did their shopping in London they decided that Hermione would take Emily home and Harry would finish his shopping alone.
Deciding to do the same thing the girls did he just stopped and looked around in any store he thought looked interesting. He didn't stop in every store, but that was probably because unlike Emily he had a general idea on what he wanted to get everyone. So by supper time he had finished his shopping and was flooing back to the Mane house for supper.
IMPORTANT!!I'm rewirting my enitre story. I've got a different idea for it; It will still be this story, but there will be quite a few changes. Sorry to any who don't like or want the changes. What I really want to know is what should I do with the chapters already up? Should I delete all the chapters apart from the prologue or should I just replace them? If I delete them people who have reviewed can still do so but I don't know, feed back would be nice.