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Prompt: When were you going to tell me? When are you leaving? and when will you get back? When are we going? When will we get there? (or are we there yet?)

White Dragon

Confusion and pain ran through his mind as Harry stared blankly ahead of him looking at himself in the mirror, when he had returned back from the final battle looking like this he had not expected it one tiny bit. Instead of his normal messy black hair he now had shoulder length slightly mess black and red hair, his face seemed to be more softer and feminine which made his emerald eyes stand out even more through they did not need any help as he no longer needed to wear glasses. His body had followed his face it seemed, he had gained a slightly curvier body through not one where he could be mistaken easily for a female, only if he tried. His clothes hung off of his body covered in blood and dirt through his top had been destroyed when a pain of large white and gold scaly dragon wings while a large hole had been made in his jeans by his new white and gold scaly dragon tail that had come through. Inside of his shoes he could feel the sharper than normal toenails catching against his holy socks, he had a feeling that his fingernails where just as sharp as his toenails. As he tried to piece together the pieces of the puzzle Harry let out a deep sigh of breath only to wince in pain when his tongue caught on two sharp fangs that was meant for ripping into meat.

"I guess I have found the power that the dark lord knows not," Harry said to himself as he let out a heavy sigh, "But what should I do next?"

"You should get out of Hogwarts and hide, you need to find a safe place where you can live happily without any problems."

At the soft but worried voice Harry turned around quickly, his hand flying to his wand while his free hand which went unnoticed began to crackle and burn with energy. His whole body tensed ready to attack if need be, his wings drew themselves into a battle ready potions while his tail lifted itself up off of the ground to prevent Harry from falling over it in battle. Tensed and ready for action Harry watched carefully with oddly powerful eye sight as the owner of the voice walked into the private Hospital Wing only to revival a rather pale looking Madam Promfrey.

"Madam Promfrey?" Harry asked in shock as he relaxed himself while putting away his wand never noticing the energy that had been forming in his free hand disappearing.

"I have come to check on your injuries," Madam Promfrey replied as she looked over Harry's new dragon wings and tail, "It seems I did the right thing with coming in to check on you myself and not sending in one of the assistants."

"What are you talking about Madam Promfrey?" Harry asked in confusion, "And what do you mean I need to go and hide for?"

"Mr. Potter I have known several Potters in my time and I know a little unknown fact about the Potter family because of the difference in their medical needs compared to everyone else," Madam Promfrey said as she shot Harry a strong look, "As you have gathered from your new tail and wings the Potter's are not fully humans. They come from a long line of dragons, what type no one knows but what is known is that the last Potter who managed to transform into his dragon form was killed by the Ministry for being too dangerous before being taken apart and sold. It seems that the Potter family has a very rare creature inheritance that costs them their lives at the hand of others."

"But I have nowhere to go to," Harry began with a sigh only for Madam Promfrey to cut him off.

"You can stay with my cousin, Nobuyuki Masaki, and his family in Japan," Madam Promfrey said easily as a thoughtful expression came to her face, "I promise you Mr. Potter that my cousin would not mind you living with them. In fact you would be welcomed and it would help to even things out as there are a lot of girls staying with them."

As Madam Promfrey's words sunk in Harry found himself looking at Madam Promfrey with an expression of understanding, pain and expectance on his face.

"When should I leave?"

Until The Next Prompt!