Pranking the Tournament – Take Two
by Roff
TWO
"It's a good thing I have to get my hair trimmed for my next shoot. You'll need the hairs."
"How short will they be cutting it?" Harry asked worried, especially since he liked to run his fingers through her hair.
"Oh, don't worry. It'll only be cut a couple of inches or so and it's too long now. When we get home, I want you to take some scissors and cut a little as straight as you can across my back. That should be plenty for the potion for the year. If it's not that straight, don't worry. They'll fix it on Monday."
"Well, I'd hate to mess up your hair. It's one of my favorite parts."
"It'll be fine, Harry. Besides, don't you like some other parts?" she asked in as sultry voice.
"Definitely, but I'll have to point those out once we have some privacy."
She smiled for a few seconds, just looking at him. Then suddenly she frowned.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I just thought of something. Once you take that potion, we won't be able to have sex for a whole month!"
"Oh! That's right."
"Well, it is for a good cause," she conceded.
"I guess so," he half-heartedly agreed.
"But promise me that once the potion wears off you will come see me before you take it again. We are going to shag like bunnies until you have to go back."
"Wow! That sounded a bit demanding."
"Hey! A girl's got to have what a girl's got to have. Or, a girl always gets what she wants… and whatever other sayings there are that I don't remember. So promise me."
"That is the easiest promise to keep ever, since I will be quite ready for some action after a month of nothing."
"You better be ready!" she warned him.
"Now, you're starting to scare me."
Maggie just smiled at him then closed the distance and kissed him for a good while as they stood in the middle of Diagon Alley. Many people noticed. When they stopped kissing they saw a lot of people staring at them.
"Are you scared now?" she asked quietly.
"No, you kissed it all away," he assured her.
"Good."
"What do you want to do now?" he asked her.
"Let's go get your robes from Madam Malkin's and then you can take me home. I have plans for you after we eat. I hope you don't mind."
"Me? Mind? Whatever would give you that idea?"
They picked up the robes from Madam Malkin's and Harry apparated them back to Maggie's flat. After some food and lots of sex through the rest of the weekend, Harry prepared to leave.
Maggie decided to pack him several Muggle outfits she had so he would have something else to wear besides school uniforms if he wanted. If there was one thing she had plenty of, it was clothes. She snuck in lots of under garments and a couple of bikinis for good measure.
Harry had already cut about a quarter inch of hair off the ends and did a pretty good job of keeping it straight while he did it. He now had plenty of hairs that will last him through the year if he decides to go that long with the prank.
On Monday morning, they got up really early. Harry took the potion and laid out one of the SWA uniforms that was provided. Maggie was feeling weird seeing a double of herself, but she had to help Harry get used to walking differently and getting more accustomed to his new body. She went over everything with him including showing him how to put on makeup and even had him do it himself once. Luckily she never had to use very much anyway. She had him practice walking since he still tended to walk like a guy. He even had to practice sitting.
He never knew how difficult it could be being a girl. He was thinking he should have taken the potion the day before so he had more time to practice but it was soon time to go back to Hogwarts. In fact, he was running a little late. Harry checked himself over one last time after he put on the uniform before turning to Maggie.
"Thanks, Maggie. I'll try not to make a big fool out of myself in your body."
"You'll be fine, Harry."
Harry started to kiss her goodbye on the lips but Maggie pulled back.
"Sorry," he said. "Just a natural inclination."
"It just seems weird to me. Here. Let's do this," she said.
She leaned in and kissed her doppelganger on the cheek. Harry reciprocated.
"Good luck, Harry."
"Thanks for all your help, Maggie. I'll see you when I can."
Harry disappeared with a soft pop as he disapparated away back to Hogwarts and the start of the biggest prank he had ever pulled.
oOo
Trying to think of himself as a girl now, Harry, or Henrietta, appeared at the gates and walked up to the castle, his …er …her hips swaying only slightly as she walked. They seemed to naturally do that, she thought to herself. She wasn't really good at it yet so decided to practice more on what Maggie showed her as she approached the castle. Most everyone should be in the Great Hall for breakfast so the usual entrance should do, only this time Harry's gender had changed to meet the requirements of the school she was representing.
Henrietta waltzed right in to the Great Hall wearing her Salem Witches Academy robes and all eyes turned toward her. Many of the male students' eyes bugged out at how beautiful this new girl was. No one recognized her, except for four of Harry's friends who thought they knew who she was. She walked over to the Gryffindor table and took her seat next to Hermione like always.
Hermione turned toward her and whispered. "Maggie? What are you doing here?"
"Maggie? I'm not Maggie? I'm Henrietta, better known as Harry."
"Harry?" asked Ron confused.
"Yes, Harry," she answered.
McGonagall got up from her seat as soon as the strikingly beautiful girl walked in. She expected her to come toward the head table since she was new, but instead she went and sat down with the Gryffindors right away. Deciding she needed to see who exactly had joined them, she went to where she was sitting and questioned her.
"Excuse me, miss, but I need to know who you are since you're new to the school," McGonagall told her. "I'm the Headmistress of Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall."
"What?" Harry asked incredulously, then she stood to address the Headmistress. "Do you not recognize me, Professor?"
All eyes and ears were on their conversation now.
"No," she said confused. "Sorry, but I'm afraid I don't. As far as I know, we've never met."
"But it's me, Professor… Harry. Harry Potter. Don't you remember? My name came out of the goblet as a student of Salem Witches Academy and since it's an all-girl school, magic changed me into a girl so I could represent that school properly," she said loud enough for all to hear.
"Harry Potter?!" she asked practically yelling.
"Well, Henrietta now, but I still go by Harry. I much prefer that."
"Mr. Potter," she said exasperated, shaking her head.
"Miss."
"What?"
"It's Miss Potter, not Mr. I'm a female now."
"That's quite obvious," she said taking in the gorgeous girl with a perfect body.
Someone wolf-whistled, so Harry turned and gave a wink. "Why, thank you."
McGonagall rolled her eyes while Harry's friends chuckled.
"And look! I have on my official Salem Witches Academy Robes. The only thing I need from you as the host school, is private quarters for my visiting school since I didn't bring my own place to stay like the other visiting schools did."
"Are there more of you coming?" McGonagall asked worried.
"Not that I know of, Professor. However, I did contact my school and they were kind enough to send over proper attire so I could represent them properly. Since they know about it, they could show up, I guess, but I highly doubt it. By the way, they seemed to be quite pleased that Harry Potter was chosen as the champion for their school."
"But you are Head Boy, Mr. …I mean, Miss Potter."
"Yes, but since I'm no longer a Hogwarts student, nor a Gryffindor, …or male for that matter, then I will have to resign as the Head Boy and sleep in my own private room provided for SWA. I believe the rules are clear on that."
"Can't you simply stay where you are in the Head Boy suite? It's already private with only you in there."
"That wouldn't be very fair to the next Head Boy now would it? Whoever takes my place deserves the Head Boy suite. Why be Head Boy if you get shafted on the sleeping arrangements?"
"I'm getting a headache."
"Do you need assistance to make it to Madam Pomfrey?" Harry asked helpfully. "I don't see her in here," she said looking to the Head Table.
McGonagall stood up straighter. "I'll be fine, M—Miss Potter. Rest assured I will have some new quarters prepared for you before the end of the day. Please enjoy your breakfast," she told her before leaving the Great Hall, forgetting she never finished her breakfast. She had lost her appetite anyway.
Harry sat back down and started to eat. Everyone was just staring at her but she just smiled her beautiful smile at them. She leaned over and whispered to Hermione.
"I'll fill you in later."
Hermione nodded.
After they finished eating and rose to head to class, Harry felt a lot of eyes on him. He turned and saw quite a few guys eyeing him with lecherous looks all over the Great Hall. There were a few girls with some jealousy in their eyes as well.
"Rule number one," Harry said loud enough for all to hear her. "You can look, but don't touch. Anyone who tries will lose an appendage. Are we clear on that?"
Several looked shocked at what she said, then turned away to look everywhere but at her. Harry nodded then left with his friends, taking a detour to the Head Boy suite to grab her books for the day.
oOo
Harry was in Charms class a few days later when a young second year came and collected her for the wand weighing ceremony. It was held in the same empty classroom as last time. Harry was feeling a little déjà vu after she entered the classroom. Garrick Ollivander was seated at the table like last time, ready to check the wands.
Even Rita Skeeter was back. She looked at Harry curiously, not knowing who she was but getting an inkling since she had already been introduced to the other champions before the new girl arrived. She felt for sure this was going to be a big story.
"Now that all the champions have arrived, we should get on with the weighing of the wands," said McGonagall. "Who would like to go first?" she asked.
"I realize I was the last one to arrive, Professor," said Harry, "but I would love to go first and get it over with. After all, this is all old hat to me."
"Certainly, Miss Potter. Please allow Mr. Ollivander to check your wand to make sure it's in good working order for the competition."
Harry walked up to Ollivander and handed over her wand.
"Good to see you again, Mr. Ollivander," Harry said.
He stared at the wand for a second then looked up at Harry.
"Harry Potter?" he asked.
"Yes." Then Harry pointed at the SWA logon on her robe. "You see I was entered illegally again but this time I was entered with my school being Salem Witches Academy. Since it's an all-girls school and I'm representing them… well," she said leaving off the obvious conclusion.
"Ah, I see. Then good luck in the competition… Miss Potter." He then spun Harry's wand around. "I remember this wand fondly. An unusual combination making it a very powerful wand. Nice and supple, eleven inches, holly, with a phoenix feather core. It seems to be in good working condition" he said as he cast a patronus. It was a unicorn. "And I see you take very good care of it as I am aware it has served you well," he said handing it back.
Harry took the wand back and replied while slipping it back into her wand holster. "That it has, sir. That it has."
After they were done, Rita approached Harry with a gleam in her eye.
"Harry, you are looking quite good these days. What's your secret?"
"Oh, I just take care of myself and eat right. I have to watch my girlish figure you know."
"And what a nice figure you have, Harry," she commented.
"Do you play for the other team, Rita?"
"No, Harry," she said chuckling. "I'm just stating the obvious. You are definitely 'rocking the bod,' as the Muggles say."
"I've grown quite fond of it myself, Rita."
"Whose body did you borrow, by the way?"
"Whose body? Why, it's mine Rita. All mine. Don't you understand? I was entered illegally into this stupid tournament for the second time, putting me under a magical contract once again. Only this time, whoever did it made me a representative of the Salem Witches Academy. I can't very well represent them unless I'm female. It's an all-girls school. It's magic forcing this, all magic, and there's very little I can do about it."
"This is all due to the magical contract that was rewritten?" she asked.
"Yes, and whoever entered me and put my school as Salem Witches Academy."
"Oh, my!"
"I just hope I change back when the contract is fulfilled," she said with fake concern. "Although if I have to be a girl, this body is about the best I could hope for. Who knew I would be this hot as a girl? See you next time, Rita."
Harry left a dumbfounded reporter as she returned to her classes with a smile on her face. Rita should have fun with that one, she mused.
oOo
The next morning the Daily Prophet had Rita's article on the front page.
TRIWIZARD TOURNAMENT STRIKES AGAIN!
Dear readers, I just returned from the wand weighing ceremony at Hogwarts and you will not believe what I discovered. Our savior, Harry Potter, the defeater of you-know-who, was once again entered illegally into the supposedly new and improved Triwizard Tournament. This is the second time we have ended up with four champions. The main reason to have the tournament again at Hogwarts was to correct what happened last time when it was interfered with.
Apparently, it has happened again!
Mr. Potter was illegally entered into the tournament four years ago in his fourth year by a Death Eater posing as a teacher. This year, Mr. Potter made it perfectly clear he was not interested and would not be placing his name in the goblet. He even made sure everyone understood that if his name came out of the goblet again, they can be certain he did not put it in.
New rules were established, the Goblet of Fire was even updated, a new contract was written, and safety was made priority. However, even though special attention was paid to everyone who put their name in the goblet and a constant watch was placed on it to watch everyone that even approached it, someone still managed to enter Harry Potter's name so that he was once again chosen as the fourth champion. The interesting part was they made him a representative of the Salem Witches Academy, an all-girls school.
Now, you may find this funny because it sounds like a prank and the ones who heard it in the Great Hall at Hogwarts did laugh. But did Mr. Potter find it funny? No. Not at all. As a matter of fact, he promised retribution if he finds out who put his name in. My sources tell me he was very serious when he said that and all laughter stopped immediately.
As it turns out, Mr. Potter was right to be upset and concerned about being entered into the tournament again, because when I saw him at the Wand Weighing Ceremony, he was no longer Mr. Harry Potter, but Miss Henrietta Potter. She was a very pretty and striking young lady too. She was also dressed in Salem Witches Academy robes that the school sent over for her when they were told what happened.
I assumed Mr. Potter was using Polyjuice, but she assured me that this was magic causing this and she was really Harry Potter as a witch. I was shocked. She said that she could only hope that once the contract was fulfilled that her male body would return.
I wish I could show you pictures of the new Harry but she refused to have any taken of her. I'm sure it's a difficult thing to deal with, even being so beautiful.
Did the ones responsible for the new magical contract and changing the Goblet of Fire really know enough about what they were doing? Did they know enough about the magic in such an ancient artifact to make sure the changes they made were not dangerous? Has the savior of the wizarding world been accidentally changed into a woman? Is it permanent?
These are questions I will get to the bottom of dear readers.
Rita Skeeter, Triwizard Tournament Reporter
The article caused a big stir in the Ministry of Magic and the ones responsible for changing the Goblet of Fire were questioned thoroughly.
Harry's prank on the tournament had just changed to a prank on all of Wizarding Britain.
oOo
Harry was accustomed to being stared at. It had happened every year since she re-entered the magical world at age eleven, after all. However, the stares she was getting now in the halls was beyond compare. She asked a couple of students if she had something on her face when they kept staring. There was one boy she asked if there was something stuck to her arse since he constantly stared at it.
Most just looked away and ran off instead of answering the question.
It was interesting being a girl, Harry thought. She felt like it was becoming a little more natural to her after a couple of weeks. But it was a weird feeling to have so many young teenage boys staring at her boobs constantly. Harry was hoping she was not that obvious about it when she was a guy. She remembered trying to be discreet about it but it seemed so easy to catch them doing it, she was beginning to wonder if she had been discreet enough.
"Hermione, have the boys always been this bad about staring at a girl's boobs?" she asked one day when they were studying together in the library.
"Yes, although there are some who are more discreet, and I assume, monitor themselves to prevent getting caught at it."
"Was I ever that bad?" she asked worriedly.
"No, Harry, you have always been more concerned with other people's feelings and were a gentleman about it."
"Are you sure?"
"Well, I do recall some long staring sessions in fourth year when you were looking at Cho, although I don't know if you were staring at her boobs or not that whole time."
"Don't remind me," she said putting her face in her hands. Then she looked back up. "As I recall," she said trying to remember, "I stared mostly at her face, or the whole package in general," she said waving her hands around. "She was just something shiny for my small brain to fawn over back then."
"Cho was and is very pretty, Harry. You were very attracted to her back then and it was perfectly normal at that age. You learned though that looks wasn't the only thing important in a relationship."
"You got that right, Hermione. Cho's a friend but we both know now we didn't make a good couple. Nor would we ever."
"Lesson learned?" she asked.
"Lesson learned," Harry replied.
oOo
"Harry, I can't believe I had to go an entire month without seeing you and being with you. Work has been so busy and tiresome too this entire month! I desperately need some alone time with just you."
"I missed you too, Maggie," he said then kissed her again. "Where do you want to go eat?"
"Let's not go anywhere and just order in. That way we won't waste as much time eating and can spend the extra time doing what we do best."
"You think that's what we do best?" Harry asked smiling.
"Uh huh," she answered nodding her head and pulling Harry into another hug. "Definitely."
"Just as long as I can get some educational time with you before I have to head back. I need you to show me what all I need to do to properly maintain my favorite body. After all, I can't very well not be you at your very best. That would be sacrilege, not to mention misrepresenting my favorite person."
"Sure, sure," she said waving her hand like that was fine. "I'll do a pretty full maintenance this weekend and you can watch me the whole time and ask questions. I doubt you'll ever need to do the full maintenance since you get to start over every month. I was pretty well maintained before you took some of my hair for the potion. I'll just point out the few things you will likely need to do regularly or at least before the month is up."
"Thanks! Now, should we order food first or do what we do best first?"
"Harry, I'm not all that hungry yet so you know my choice," she said with a smile.
"Well, I'm starving," Harry said, then watched as Maggie's smile turned into a frown. "Just joking," he told her, not able to hold back his smile any longer.
"That wasn't funny, Harry. Ahh!" she screamed as Harry put her over his shoulder and carried her toward the bedroom.
"Mmm, I love it when you go all caveman on me," she said to him with her head upside down.
"Nah, if I was going cavemen, I'd be dragging you by the hair instead of carrying you," Harry told her then let her fall onto the bed.
"Umph," she said as she landed, then just laid back and looked up at Harry. "I'll give you a quid if you'll undress me," she said seductively.
"Well then, I'll give you a quid if you undress me," he told her.
"Deal!" she said then hopped up from the bed.
They both immediately started unbuttoning buttons, unzipping zippers, etc. on each other as fast as they could manage. Clothes went wherever they were thrown.
They ate late that night.
oOo
The first task was to face dangerous magical creatures. You had to figure out how to use the first creature to get to the second part of the task. Then figure out that step to get to the third and final phase. You would then have to simply figure out what was required in order to get past the final creature and exit the arena. The biggest rule they wanted all champions to make sure they followed, was the fact you were not allowed to harm or kill any of the creatures.
Possible creatures to use:
Hippogriff, Hidebehind, Wampus Cat, Granians, Aethonans, Hodag, Snallygaster, Occamy, Griffin, Cerberus, Zouwu
oOo
The second task was a dueling competition between the champions. All four champions would have a chance to face all of the other three before being eliminated. The champions would fight at least three duels. The one with the most wins was the winner. When the second task was announced, the other champions had groaned in displeasure when they realized they were going to have to duel Harry Potter, the one person who had beaten the most feared dark lord in centuries. He also did it while dueling.
