Harry is in the cupboard under the stairs. It is his birthday. His head still hurt from his aunt hitting him with a frying pan. He wishes he had the power to get people to love him. A flash of light and what looks like a goat man sits there looking at him.
"I can grant that wish, but only if you say: 'I who worship Pan, wish this girl to luv me until Pan says otherwise.'"
Harry looks at him and asks; "are you the Greek God Pan?"
The being smirked. "Yes I am. Just as you are the wizard worlds boy who lived."
Harry blinked. "I'm what?"
Pan chuckled. "You are a wizard of great power, or at least you will be. Once the bindings on your magic come off. I can do that and make you be able to use wandless magic. But it will cost you, in that you will have a large family, who will love you until they die."
"Magic is not... Wait it is, or you would not be here."
Pan again chuckled. "Right in one. So will you be my grand priest?"
Harry looks at him. He thinks about being able to get out of here, that his aunt will love him. "What powers will I have?"
"You will be able to remove that scar and know all the magic that the killer of your parents knew."
Harry hiccupped; "They said... They lied, didn't they?"
"Yes they did. I will tell you what you must do to have a happy life here."
"Brill, I agree." Magic flared in the cupboard.
"OK, first, you must remember to say the correct words. 'I wish to be Pan's Priest in the magical and non magical worlds, so mote it be.' Then we will get rid of your uncle and cousin to let you have a happy home."
"Yeah!" Seven year old Harry says to loudly. A stomping comes down the stairs. Harry cringes.
"Quickly say the wish." Harry says it, just as the cupboard is thrown open by his irate uncle. "You will go back to your room and sleep. In the morning you will come see me for more instructions." Uncle Vernon turned and went up the stairs. Aunt Petunia tried to wake uncle, then came down.
"What did you do, you brat?"
"You will go lay down on the couch and sleep, till Harry tells you to wake." Aunt Pet turned and did so. "Alright Harry, first lets get rid of the piece of your parents killer. Then we will change your cousin into a girl. It will be costly in magic, but well worth it for your happiness."
Harry looked at him with huge eyes. "Dudley into a girl, how will that help, beyond his gang, maybe picking on him...er her as well as me."
"Hmmm, if there are a number of them, it might make you a bit weak for a week." He smiled at Harry. Harry smiled back. "So first lets take care of Pet. Go out to the couch and say the words."
Harry did so. "Now have her wake." He did so, she hugged him then kissed his forehead and told him to sleep in the guest room. Harry was happy. "Lets go up there so you can lay down, as you will be weak." Pan pulled the soul fragment out, it was not hard as it had not heavily entwined into Harry's soul yet. Unbinding Harry's magic hurt Pan a lot, but then he had Harry help him by the wish.
"You ready?"
"Yes, but are you Hunky-dory?"
"I will be. Now you know the names of the gang"
"Yes!"
"Good, say I wish the following boys were girls and all records show them to be so. They also must luv and obey me in all things."
"Ah, why." Pan rolled his eyes.
"So they will no longer pick on you or anyone else."
"Brilliant, I could have them help others also, if they must obey me."
"That is what I meant."
Harry though, was a slytherin at heart. The past six years taught him that he would need to be powerful to survive. "I wish for the following names to be girls or women; that must always love and obey me. Aunt Petunia Dursley, Dudley Dursley, Marge Dursley, Piers Polkiss, John Hammond, Frank Harding, Miles Smith, Principal Jack Robbins, and Pan the God, so mote it be."
Pan had been happy, throwing his magic into the wish. He was to late to stop it at the end. Pia, Goddess of Love, Lust, and Procreation stared down at her luv. He was out cold, she was weak, but the wards now where frighteningly powerful and would protect her as well as his other girls. She went into the other room and told Vernon, while he slept that he would do his best to be hit by a Lorry in an accident, then sleep forever.
