Chapter 02 – Changing and Explanations

Harry sat in an armchair drinking a cup of lemon tea across from Dumbledore. He just took a sip of his tea and stared out into space. He was thinking about the way his life had turned out…

Flashback

Harry was happy, for once his relatives weren't at home on his birthday, no one of all four. You see, his cousin's school was having a family weekend and uncle Vernon, aunt Petunia, Vernon's sister Marge and Dudley were spending the entire four day weekend event there. So Harry found himself sitting on his bed waiting for the clock to strike midnight for his 16th birthday. As he watched the clock he started to countdown,

10…

He got a funny feeling on his back and his shoulder blades start to burn and itch,

9...

8...

7...

He fell on to his knees trying to stretch out his back muscles,

6...

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His body became extremely hot,

4...

He felt like he was going to black out,

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His back felt like it was splitting open in pain,

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He heard a tearing sound and things tore out of his back,

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He blacked out from the sheer pain of whatever just happened,

When Harry woke up a few hours later he looked around his room and caught something out of the corner of his eye. 'Something is moving behind my? What is this weight on my back? How can I see without my glasses?' He thought, stumbling up from where he was laying on the floor to make his way to the mirror in the back of his wardrobe. What he saw in it shocked him to the core. A pair of large beautiful emerald green wings was sprouting from his shoulder blades. 'They look rather pretty,' Harry thought.If he had to take a guess he would say that they were 5 feet big. His face was a bit more angled his complexion had lightened from his dark almost golden tan to a now pale white, but not the sickly white almost like fresh fallen snow. Also his skin was perfectly smooth. He had high cheekbones, a small button like nose, which was sat above full read pouty lips. Harry thought, 'Oh Merlin I look like snow-white but with wings.' As he turned back to the mirror his gaze went to his eyes. His eyes were an even darker green then his mother's Emerald green eyes. He would say a forest green? He ran his fingers through his hair and he was surprised to feel that it fell like the most purist silk he had ever felt. It was still short, still the Potter family hair, still messy but it had a bit of curl to it now. It went to just the tip of his ears. His body was slender and had a bit of curve to it. He had strong, long legs, and a firm toned bum. He stepped away from the mirror and smiled.

'What am I?' He though.

But before he could think more on it he was pulled from his thoughts when he heard a small hooting noise coming from the window. Hedwig was sitting perch on her cage with three other owls on the windows seat. He walked over and released the packages from the tired owls. After giving them each a treat in some water he sat down on his bed and started opening his birthday presents from his friends. The first package he opened was from Mione, she sent him a magical camera that would take all the neat moving pictures but, as he read the instructions, there was also a setting on it to take just mobile pictures, he placed the camera on his desk and reached for the next package. When he opened it, there was a little snitch in a black box. Reading the note he smiled. It was from the few members of the quidditch team who graduated last year.

Dear Harry,

Happy birthday man, 16, wow! One more year anyone gets a creature or magical inheritance. I hope you like your snitch, you have to let me know when you're first quidditch game is so me and the others can come. Well I have to go so I can send this off in time for your birthday. I know you have that birthday tradition of staying up until midnight so you can open your presence when they get there.

Bye

Oliver

Harry put Oliver's letter down with the snitch on his desk and finished opening his presence. He received a few books from Remus, a few pranks from the Weasley twins to test out, some food from Mrs. Weasley and an odd packed courtesy of Luna and Neville had sent him a package of seeds from a plant known as the violent pepper tree. In his letter Neville wrote that the pepper tree is a tree that holds many different types of natural healing herbs. Where ever you plant the seeds the tree will remain for eternity. Harry thought that nobody had heard him when he said that he wanted to be a healer and not a cop. He had enough of dark wizards, shortly after he accidentally destroyed Voldemort in his third year. He had told his friends that he wanted to be a healer but it hadn't come up and conversation again, so he was surprise that Neville four years later actually remembered that he wanted to save lives not take them.

When he opened all of his presents, including a magical chess set from Ron, he decided to look through his schoolbooks to see if he could figure out what he was. Oliver's letter had got him thinking. 'Could this be a creature inheritance? Do the Potter's have creature blood?' After a few hours and books later he still couldn't find anything, just as he put a last book back in his trunk Fawkes the phoenix appeared in his room surrounded by a ball of flames.

"Hi Fawkes," he greeted the bird. Fawkes just let out a soft sound and placed a letter onto the desk. Harry walked over to his desk and picked up the letter. He only knew one person that would be sending him a letter with the phoenix, so when he opened it he wasn't surprise to see the familiar flowing hand writing of his headmaster.

Happy birthday Harry my boy,

I hope this letter finds you in good health I was sitting in my room looking out at the night's stars last night when I realized that today was going to be your 16th birthday. I'd bet some strange stuff happened? Well I have some stuff to tell you. Are your aunt and uncle at home? 'cause I really need to explain what happened to you.

So please write me back as soon as you can and let me know.

Albus Dumbledore

As soon as Harry finished the letter he quickly wrote a reply to Dumbledore and sent it off with Hedwig. A little while later there was a knock at the front door. When Harry opened the door Dumbledore was standing there in a set of smoky gray robes with his long white beard tucked into his belt and his half Moon glasses perched at the end of his nose.

"Hello headmaster, please come in," Harry greeted him and led Dumbledore to the living room, "Would you like a cup of tea?" Harry asked as the headmaster sat down, "That sounds great Harry my boy. Thank you and I must say your wings are beautiful my dear." Harry blushed as he made his way into the kitchen his wings tucked close to his back to not hit the door frame. When Harry returned a few minutes later with a pot of tea and some cookies Dumbledore started.

"So Harry my boy, I bet you're wondering what happened to you this morning?"

Harry just nodded his head an blushed again when Dumbledore gave him a small smile,

"Well Harry as you might or might not be aware of a lot of old pure blood wizarding families have some creature blood in them, that goes back generations a thousand generations, the Potter's if I'm not mistaken were either one of the last for the last wizarding family to marry into a fairy family,"

"A fairy family? I didn't know that there were fairies, sir. None of our schoolbooks have ever said anything about fairies,"

"Yes, most of your school books wouldn't have anything about fairies in them. Fairies disappeared from earth hundreds and hundreds of years ago. Like I said, I'm pretty sure the Potter's who might even not been Potter's back then, were one of the last known wizarding families to have married into a fairy family. I have brought you a few fairy books from the Hogwarts library for you to look over. It's said that the magic of the fairy is one of the most purest magic existing. Is there anything else you would like to know?"

Dumbledore stopped for a moment and took a sip of his tea,

"Why did the fairies leave? Where did they go?" Harry asked before taking a sip of his tea and nibbling on a cookie,

"Well the fairies left because the muggles stopped believing in them. So their powers disappeared, and for where they went, have you ever heard of a place called Magix?"

"Um, know what is it," Harry ask the man sitting across from him, who now had a slight tick over his sparkling blue left eye," Harry listened as the headmaster mumbled something about history teachers who don't teach history but nonsense about goblin wars.

"Magix is a realm where magic resigns. There are other planets and dimensions, where people who are magical or fairies go to school. There are three different schools: Cloud Tower is a school for witches, but these witches aren't like us.

Red Fountain the school for heroes. This is where the heroes go, princes and such. And then the school for fairies: Alfea academy. I don't know how long it's been since there has been a male fairy. So I would suggest reading the books I leave you and one other thing before I go."

"Yes?"

"This upcoming school year I think it would be in your best interest to go to Alfea instead of Hogwarts. So please give it some thought. I will pick you up two weeks before school starts in September to discuss more on the matter. That will give me a bit of time to contact the headmistress of Alfea. One last thing before I go: This is for you."

Dumbledore handed him a ring. Harry gazed at it for a moment before looking at the stone. In the center was a blue sapphire. He gave them a questioning look.

Dumbledore smiled at the boy and explained, "Unlike the fairies, who attend Alfea, your wings have materialized with your magic. So they will retract into your body when you're not using them just like these of a veela, and because your body isn't used to them, yet. It will keep them on display for a bit. Because you live in a Muggle environment this ring basically puts glamour over your wings so the muggles can't see them or feel them," And with that headmaster Dumbledore left a young new fairy to discover the new wonders around him.

End flashback

So here he was. Two weeks before school started. Sitting across from Dumbledore and waiting to hear what he had to say.

"So Harry my boy, I'm glad to see that those books helped you,"

Harry nodded his head in agreement,

"Well, I have contacted the headmistress of Alfea and she is delighted to have a new student this year,"

Harry just nodded slightly and smiled before asking, "When will I leave to go to Alfea, sir?"

Dumbledore just smiled at the boy sitting in front of him, "The school year starts on Wednesday September 4th. You'll be leaving to go there on Monday September 2nd. I will take you there myself and it will give you a chance to say goodbye to your friends for the school year.

It's getting late Harry. Hush, go finish your homework. Get some dinner and go to bed. We have long two weeks before you go," the headmaster said as he watched his young student leave his office,

"Good night headmaster Dumbledore," Harry replied before shutting the office door and making his way to the guest room where he was staying while being in the school.