Author Note: A weird little idea that came from a dream I had last night. So between the stress and writer's block on the main ideas we have this. It will be very low on the totem pole for any expansion ideas but I dreamt this, I wrote it and now you've read it. So have a nice day.

Ron stood naked in front of the mirror trying to figure out what was happening to him. He had been cleared by the matron only three days ago to come home. Only when he woke up this morning he had longer nails, his hair had grown long enough to brush his shoulders, he had small puffy breasts and his wedding tackle had shrunk to half its normal size.

He had to admit he was beginning to look very much like a girl which was very confusing. There should not be any reason this was happening. He was going to have to go to his mother and tell her. He had just taken a few steps when he felt a cramping, twisting, sensation go through his body. His breasts swelled while he felt his wedding tackle shrink to almost nothing.

Picking himself off of the floor his hair was now brushing his upper shoulders and he saw his hands had longer thinner fingers. Ignoring how he was naked he stumbled down the stairs to the kitchen. "Mum!" He called in a higher softer voice just before the world went black.

…...

Harry was sitting in his house on Privet drive trying to deal with the death of Sirius. Hermione had called him several times this week to talk to him. Luna had also sent him a copy of the Quibbler and a nice note checking on him. The Quibbler issue had been a repeat of the interview along with a nice article about how Sirius Black had been a wrongfully convicted victim of Death Eater manipulation.

He felt better knowing that the two of them cared enough to check on him, as well as the attempt to exonerate Sirius in the public realm. He was writing a letter to Luna thanking her when his aunt yelled for him to come downstairs.

Arriving downstairs he found a strange person in a deep blue robe and cloak with a chrome mirror mask standing in the entryway.

"Harry potter?" A flat highly modulated voice issued from the being.

"Who wants to know?" Harry demanded drawing his wand. He had made sure his aunt and uncle had not taken it from him.

"I am #47 from the Ministry of Magic. Department of Mysteries. I believe you are familiar with our offices?" The being said. Holding out a gloved hand a small hologram of himself and his friend running through the hall of prophecies.

"Nice. There were Death Eaters there that night too. So who are you?"

The individual stood taller and for a brief moment Harry got the feeling he was being laughed at when they said, "I am a person in a mask. So asking me who I am is a bit irrelevant. What I am though is an unspeakable. We investigate and secure magical issues. We work with the Ministry to keep the secrets."

Harry raised his eyebrow but held firm, "Okay. Hat still doesn't make me trust you."

The being nodded their masked head, "Good. You understand. However I need you to come with me. So I had your friends write you a note." Reaching into their cloak they brought out a rolled up piece of parchment.

Harry carefully took it and shaking it out read, "My Dearest Harry. I know this is going to sound weird but the person with this letter is a Ministry official. Arthur came to get me this morning. Ron has gone through some changes and they need to check the rest of us because they think it was something at the Ministry. See you soon. Hermione."

The signature looked like hers as did the handwriting but if poly-juice could let someone look and sound like someone else then magic could probably make them write like them too. He took a deep breath though because he was starting to get as paranoid as Moody.

Harry looked at his aunt who was as far back against the kitchen wall as she could get while still poking her long nose into what was going on. Going with a strange masked person would be better than remaining here he finally decided, "Fine. I'll go with you."

"Good take my arm." the person intoned with their modulated voice. A moment later Harry felt the unpleasant sensation of being apparated.

…...

Reappearing in a brightly lit room with three other of the robed and masked individuals Harry stumbled briefly before upchucking his entire breakfast.

"First time?" One of the beings asked.

"Yeah. Wow that was not pleasant." Harry gasped between heaves.

"The first time usually isn't. However one does get used to it." They said.

"Okay. Where am I?" He asked once he had gotten his internals to stabilize.

"You are in the Ministry of Magic Department of Mysteries, research section." Another of the beings intoned.

"Nice. And if I ask who any of you are?"

"I am #42, this is #3, and #51" the being said. Harry thought the voice sounded lighter and maybe more feminine. Even through the distortion that made them sound like Cybermen.

"Okay. So what do you need me to do?"

"Lay down on the table and relax." #42 said as a table rose out of the featureless floor.

Harry shrugged at how weird everything was going but did as he was asked. A moment later he was bathed in a bright blue beam that danced over his body.

"Have you experienced any physical alternations or changes in personality and desires?" one of them asked. Harry thought it was #51

"No. I feel fine." He had to admit that was true. His scar had even faded dramatically over the last several days and he no longer felt the constant pressure he had gotten used to in his head.

"Interesting. His aura and pattern are perfectly normal and relatively unchanged. The secondary soul part must have absorbed the uncontrolled magical release." #3 had said.

"What?"

"You had a small portion of another soul accidentally implanted within you according to Dumbledore." #47 said.

Harry frowned briefly but said, "So its gone?"

"Yes. The uncontrolled magical release apparently burned that out."#3 declared.

"What about my friends how are they?"

"They are waiting for you. Some of them are closer to a normal energy balance than others." #42 explained, "The Uncontrolled release caused an interaction with your magical patterns and to balance itself caused a random and chaotic alteration of said patterns."

"What caused that?"

"The destruction of so many prophecies plus the sheer amount of spells being flung around. You, your friends and the Death Eaters were all exposed and absorbed a great deal of magical energies. The ones who fought in the Veil room did not absorb as much so they are not going to suffer the alterations."

"Will they be alright?" Harry asked worriedly.

"They will be changed slightly but mostly unharmed." #3 stated.

"When can I see them?" Harry demanded.

"As we are finished examining you we can take you to them right now." #47 said.

…..

Harry was led down a short corridor to a comfortable looking room with several beds and chairs around it. As soon as he had entered the room he had a brief impression of a brown haired missile glomping him. He recognized Hermione from the way she hugged, although this Hermione felt larger and softer in many ways.

Whens he pulled back Harry looked into her face trying to see if anything had changed. She looked essentially the same, her hair was a burnt honey brown and fell to her waist in a cascade. Her eyes were a chocolate brown as always.

Looking further down her body he found the more noticeable changes, her breasts were now the size of small grapefruits over a moderate waist and wider hips with thicker thighs and backside.

"Yes harry I've had a few physical and mental changes. Maybe some emotional ones too." She said with a worried smile. "I hope you don't mind?"

"Why would I mind. I mean you're still you right? Still smart and everything?"

"Oh yes. I have my intellect and all but its like. Well I feel more feminine drives now?" She looked frustrated, "Its like I can't quite wrap my mind around it but what I want the most in life is to be a good wife and mother to our children."

Harry blinked several times, "Our children?"

Squeeing his hands, "Harry. I loved you before all of this. That hasn't changed. But almost dying and the other changes have made me more willing to voice that love and show it."

"Okay. As long as you're acting like this because you want to."

"Oh I really want to dear." She said with a happy smile.

Harry nodded then looked at his other friends who were standing nearby. He gasped as he saw Ginny standing quietly by.

She stood about the same height but her weight had increased dramatically. She had thighs the size of ham hocks and her breasts were the size of small kegs. It was her belly that was absolutely enormous, hanging low over her belt. Her face was round with four chins as she waved at him with a thick sausage fingered hand. "Hi Harry."

"Oh my God. What happened to you?" Harry asked as he and Hermione walked over to the rotund girl.

"They said I absorbed the air and turned it into fat. That its just a side effect and how I am going to be. Especially given what I can turn into now." She said with a grin.

"She's become an animagus, dear." Hermione said from beside him.

"And that made her, fat." harry said after pausing.

"Well yeah. One of the side effects." Ginny said with a shrug making her body jiggle all over.

"Well what do you turn into?" Harry asked.

"An Orca!" Ginny gushed. "Kinda useless on land I know but in the ocean I'll be a top predator!"

Harry nodded, "Nice. Congratulations I guess."

"Thanks" Ginny said giving him as tight of a hug as she could. Almost knocking him down with her belly.

"Hey try not to crush Him." A feminine voice from his right said. When Harry looked closer he recognized Ron's features, sort of.

The girl was a little bit shorter than Ron and had large grapefruit sized breasts with wide hips and thick thighs. Long red hair hung to her backside. This energy field certainly had a theme going harry thought for a moment.

"RON?" he exclaimed.

"I guess I'm Veronica now. They said they can't put us back. So I'm stuck like this."
"Which isn't that bad." A deep male voice that sounded like Neville said. "I knida like the improvements."

Harry turned to find his friend stood over six foot tall with short dirty blonde hair, his shirt had rode up showing abs that could grate cheese and he did not even want to consider the bulge in his trousers. "Neville?"

"Yeah. I got a bit of a glow up." He chuckled flexing his arm to make a bicep that was the size of Harry's head.

Harry nodded looking for the slender blonde Luna. Not finding her he turned to Hermione, "Where's Luna?"

"Right here." He heard the blonde's voice say a moment before she shimmered into view. She looked perfectly normal with pale creamy skin, so much on display as she was stark naked.

"Luna? Why are you naked?" Harry asked, especially as no one else seemed to be reacting.

"Its the only way I can turn invisible. My clothes do not turn with me." She said with a shrug.

"Oh. That's going to make things difficult." He noticed her ears had also grown pointed and her eyes were a bright violet as she walked over to him for a hug.

Once she had stepped back she smiled, "Not really." A bright pink baby doll dress shimmered into view over her body.

"Wow. You can. Okay. So now what?"

"Well we would like to keep everyone overnight to make certain there are no more surprises but after that you will be free to return to your lives." #47 stated.

"And we can start planning our wedding?" Hermione asked happily.

Harry looked at her worriedly, "Well we have to defeat Voldemort first."

She looked vexed, "Right. I forgot. True. Plus we should graduate and you should ask my father, just for politeness sake."

"Right yes." harry agreed looking worriedly at #47, "Are you sure she's okay?"

"As far as we can determine the magical energy field increased her female drives and personality aspects. Beyond that she is the same person." #47 stated with a shrug. "There might have been a few personality shifts as a result though."

"A few?" Harry sarcastically said as Hermione had gone to talk to Luna about her hair.

"Well considering how its amazing that all of you are not dead from the amount of energy you liberated due to exploding that many prophecy orbs, plus blowing up a case of time-turners, hitting several other things with spells that should not have been hit. We are amazed you have had as minor changes as you have. One of the Death Eaters was turned inside out and yet still lives."

Harry had to admit the idea of being turned inside out yet still living did not sound appealing. And Hermione did look good so he would see if she maybe worked out what was going on in her head. Whatever happened from here it was going to be some rather interesting changes.

Review Responses

TomHRichardson: yep I actually sat down and listed out where everyone went in this alternate universe and a small note for why. Sorry but Susan is not a Gryffindor, Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. Yeah their flirting is going to be innocent and all for the story with consummation a few years away. But it will be a definite first crush scenario. As for Daphne she is not a time traveler but what she is will have to wait until I get to that point in the story. And she is very much a living person not a robot.

TimeKeeper: Thank you. It came about from gettign writer's block on the main ideas I wanted to do so was reading a few other stories and saw one on what if Harry met Hermione first. Then mixed that with the go back to put right what went wrong trope and stir. Bake at 350 for 20 minutes and we have this.

Hadago77: It will be, thank you.

Dennisud: I kinda have some vague ideas for this to take off on its own story. Especially given the changes in personalities harry and Company will be much more supported and cared about. Luna will definitely not have a problem with "Nargles" taking her things...

IdlemanRpg: I knew you'd like Millicent. Lavender has the Megan trainer from All About that Bass era look. Hermione is still an average girl and Luna will be the usual slender petite version. I have not decided on the Ginny of that story but the one I just posted here might be more up your alley.