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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or its characters. That honor belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Warnings: there will be talk of abuse. As of now nothing, to graphic. Maybe later. Also this will be a snarry and there will be cross-dressing. If you don't like still read. I want your opinions. Harry will be 16 when he hooks up with Severus. One other thing, please excuse my late updates. My computer is malfunctioning.

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Harry was suspended in a thick darkness. No light was to be seen any where. He hung there in a state of limbo. Suddenly out of the darkness walls materialized that was pure white. In a circle around the room, six flames where floating around the air. One was ebony black, gold, there was an orange and white one, a silver one, a yellow one, and an ocean blue one. One corner of the room was blackened and rotting. As he sat there colors bled into he walls. Emerald green, a ruby red, and royal purple.

Harry was in his mindscape. The colors represented his powers that he had and the ones on the walls he had already unlocked. His wandless magic (royal purple), Parseltongue (emerald green), and multi-animagus abilities (ruby red) are three of the powers he uses. Ebony black was Black Magic, Gold was peace speaker (AN: he can talk to any creature be it goblin or bug), orange and white was wings, the silver was elemental, the yellow was empathic abilities, and the blue was mind magic.

Harry had no real thoughts that he shouldn't be here or that this was not normal. All he knew was that he needed to get rid of the rotting on his walls. Focusing his mind he attacked the rotting. Slowly it disappeared. The moment that happened, the flames spun around faster than the eye could see. The colors burst out and bled into his walls. They merged together.

+*+…SEVERUS'S POV…*+*

Severus slowly woke up. Looking around he saw that he had passed out on his couch. As much as he hated to have to get up, Severus had to see the goblins about an account mishap. It seemed that someone was dipping into his vaults. He had to go here to block access to it.

Tiredly making his way to his room, Severus looked through his wardrobe. He chose black slacks and a white tee. He wore elegant dress shoes and his hair tied back in a black ribbon. He put on his customary robes over the outfit, and his look was complete.

He strode out of his quarters and made his way to the entrance hall. Paintings were still sleeping in there frames, and a morning chill wafted through the halls. The only sound was Severus's footfalls echoing on the walls.

"Severus, my boy. Can you hold on for a moment?" the voice rang through the quit halls.

Turning around Severus saw the Headmaster standing at the foot of the grand staircase. Dear god, Severus thought what the hell does he want. "Of course Headmaster." Severus said reluctantly.

"Severus I hope you have some new concerning our missing tool?" the statement was posed as both a question and an order. The very fact that the missing tool was none other than the Potter boy stirred uncomfortable feelings in the pit of his stomach.

"No. the Dark Lord is looking just as frantic as you and has just as much progress." Before Albus could speak up again Severus interrupted. "If you could excuse me I have urgent business to attend."

Without waiting for an answer he left the castle and hurried to the gates. As he exited the wards, Severus apparated strait to the entrance of Diagon Alley and headed to Gringots bank.

(AN: I was going to stop the chapter here. But since I'm nice I won't. I'll let them meet in this chapter.)

+*+….HARRY'S POV….*+*

Harry woke up in a warm, soft bed. The room was plain with beige walls and furniture. Sitting up, Harry noticed he no longer had his glasses on but could see better than ever.

He looked to the door when it opened and an elderly goblin walked into the room. *HELLO, PLEASE TELL ME ARE YOU FEELING ANY DISCOMFORT, PAIN, OR DIZZINESS?*

*NO* Harry replied softly. He felt bad because he couldn't tell the gender of the goblin, and didn't know how to ask.

*SO GRIPHOOK WAS RIGHT.* THE Goblin murmured to itself. *STAY HERE WHILE I GO GET GRIPHOOK.* with that the goblin left the room.

While it was gone Harry got out of bed and walked over to a full length mirror. What he saw caused him to gasp in shock. His hair, while was pretty long, now fell down to his arse. It a beautiful black that looked to reflect different colors in the light. His hips and waist have also become even more feminine. He looked more filled out as well, healthy even. His face looked the same, yet his eyes where like a mixed turquoise and emerald green. All his scars are gone.

The most shocking change would have to be the fine silver, gold, and white wings. They looked like dragon wings and they scales were gold with silver swirls on them. The white part was the delicate skin that was the wing. If he moved as well he saw that the scales went down his spine as well as on his sides under arms and stomach.

"Well Mister Potter, how do you like your new look?" Before harry answered he continued on, "Well your powers are pretty easy to interpret. For Slytherin you have Parseltongue and magic which is stronger than Latin based spells, as well as control of the elements water and air. For Gryffindor you have multi-animagus abilities and Peace speaker; allows you to speak any language and understand what you hear. Hufflepuff is wandless magic and empathy abilities. You can feel the emotions around you and impact them a bit. The Potter's grew wing. The Evan's were masters of the mind arts; legilimency and occlumency, you can basically also cure any madness of the mind. Finally the blacks had something called Black Magic. Better known as Shadow Magic, the manipulations of shadows. The only difference is the Black flame which is as potent as Fiendfyre, but controllable."

Harry was shocked. This, this, he was even more powerful than he could imagine. He would have no trouble with taking out the Old Goat and Snake Face.

"There is one more thing. Due to the amount of power you have you will have a mate to ground you. The moment you touch you will feel complete. It is important that you stay in close contact with your mate. Under no circumstances are you to leave your mates side till you bond emotionally, mentally, and finally physically." The grave voice of the Goblin convinced Harry of the severity of the situation.

Harry did not know how he would deal with a mate. He'd already had a crush on a man since his first class with him. Despite his harsh treatment, Harry couldn't help but love and trust Severus Snape. Everything about the man drew harry to him. His striking features, silky ebony hair, and deep black obsidian eyes. Or his voice of rich velvet chocolate. The way the man stalks like a panther, graceful and predatorily, never fails to make him shiver with lust and desire. Harry knew he was not lucky enough to have that, that Sex God as a mate.

"Am I good to go now," Harry softy asked.

Griphook stared intently into his face. The goblin noted the heartbroken and hopeful light in his eyes. Yes, you can go. And good luck with your mate.

Harry slowly dressed as Esmeralda Black; his female persona. Sadly he left the room and proceeded to exit Gringots bank.

TBC

(AN: sorry I was going to have Severus and harry meet this chapter, but alas it was not to be. The chapter was just too long. Also I want to know, do you want harry to stay as Esmeralda, and tell Sev only that he is a male dressed as a female, and have Severus discover his true identity later? Or have Harry go right out and tell him he His Harry Potter now Black right away? PLEASE REVIEW! I NEED TO KNOW WHAT YOU WANT!)