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Severus Snape was having a bad day.

He had had a class of first years just the previous lesson and they had completely done his 'ead in. Constant excited yabbering on and perky questions. They hadn't quite learned that he didn't abide behaviour like that in his classroom, but he thought that now they probably did. He usually enjoyed giving out detentions and deducting points from Gryffindor, but his entire day had been penetrated with thoughts of the Potter boy… girl. No matter how much he wanted to hate this reincarnation of the boy he hated most at the school, he reminded him too much of Lily – his first and only love.

He had the fifth years next period, so perhaps that would set his mind at rest, he thought. If he could see Potter alive and well, perhaps the boy – sorry girl, he'd get it right eventually – would stop haunting his every thought. Or so he hoped.

Sadly, this didn't turn out to be the case.

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Walking through the hallway for the second time was just as daunting as the first, thought Harry as she dodged and weaved her way down to the gloomy dungeons. Being the boy who lived (a slightly redundant title now, she thought – it definitely didn't allow for gender-benders) had its downsides, as – of course – everybody knew what had happened, and it was the sole topic of conversation for every single student in Hogwarts. This however, was normal for Harry. She wished it wasn't.

She was walking with Hermione - who was explaining her notebook idea to him – and Ron, who was being especially protective over her, she thought maybe that Ron was already thinking of her as a sister.

The gossip was particularly perturbing this time because, even though Harry had been the subject of a lot of malicious gossip in the five years she'd been at Hogwarts, none of it had ever been so suggestive. For some reason, most of the conversation Harry had picked up, had been about whether or not Harry's gender shift had been intentional, and whether or not she was going to put out in her newfound state. She'd started shooting daggers at anyone who suggested it in earshot. It seemed to be a girl skill – shooting daggers. Probably the only useful thing she'd picked up.

"So Harry, just read this notebook I've compiled. It has everything you need to know," Hermione finished, looking dead chuffed with herself.

Harry was just about to acknowledge her when something caught her eye. Someone, actually. Draco Malfoy someone. Now Harry had always thought Malfoy was attractive in a manly, respectful way, of course, but now. Wow. Just wow. Something she never thought she'd think about Malfoy was suddenly all she could think about. He was goddamn, fucking sexy! Why the fuck had she never noticed this before? She was flat-out staring and she didn't give a shit. Who knew the git was some sort of sex god?

"Hey, Harry. Earth to Harry. Are you even listening to me?" Hermione sounded annoyed, whapping her arm with the notebook. Harry snapped her head around and stared at Hermione like a kid who was just caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

"Sh... sh... sure Hermione. I was listening, I was just... just... I had a… that is to say…" Harry was struggling to get a word out, suddenly crippling aware that her friends wouldn't approve of her ogling a Slytherin. Especially one as horrid to them as Malfoy, no matter how hot he looked with his hair like that... "I had a crick in my neck," she finished lamely, completely aware that Hermione saw through her bluff.

"Ooh Kay," Hermione drawled in amusement, "anyway, here's the notebook, knock yourself out".

Harry took it mutely.

"Hey Harry," Ron nudged her with a look of severe annoyance on his face, like someone had just kicked his puppy. That Malfoy git is staring at you". He put a possessive arm over her shoulder shooting him a glare.

"Oh?" Harry catching herself before she turned to stare again, "that's kinda creepy". She felt herself blush. Maybe he liked her too? Did he think she looked sexy? She was dressed in a tight fitting vest over her school shirt, and a short grey skirt… Surely he was attracted to her… No, she couldn't think like that about Malfoy. Malfoy the jerk. Malfoy her enemy. Bad thoughts. No.

She turned into the potions dungeon in a daze, her head reeling.

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Draco had not been prepared for the sight he saw during his walk to potions that morning. He had been walking along with Pansy clutching his arm like the last lifeboat on the Titanic (what? He read muggle history books too!), telling him a story about a pygmy puff and a mudblood. He was not prepared for Potter.

When he saw her, he felt stomach turn, in that nervous fluttering way, the way it always did before he went home for the summer. He had pushed all thoughts of Potter from his mind since his talk with Hermione, and he had definitely, purposefully not thought about what an effeminate Potter would look would have been bad.

She was a bombshell. Her short shaggy black hair framed her delicate face, covering her scar. Her eyes were the same, but the rest of her features had subtly shifted into a feminine version of Harry's old features, and she most likely looked like a young version of her mother. Draco felt his heart speed up and a sweat break out. This had definitely caught him by surprise. What right did she have to look like that? Of course, Harry had always been attractive…

Being a sixteen-year-old male, of course, Draco's eyes strayed down a few inches, and his pale skin coloured quickly. He couldn't think of Harry like that. Never. Suddenly he because aware of a stubby hand waving in his face, fingers snapping.

"Oi," Pansy yelled in his ear, "Quit being such a space cadet and listen to me. You never listen to me".

"Sorry," Draco responded absently, trying to catch another glimpse of Harry. She had turned away, and just as he dropped his eyes, he could have sworn Weasley shot him a dirty look. "What did you say?"

Pansy just sighed.

Poor Snape :( I dislike the guy, but he just can't catch a break!