Harry Potter in The Girl Who Lived

by Darkreignofdreams

Ron leaves during the hunt for the Horcruxes, they abandon their search and try for a second go around but due to them both falling for each other Hermione sacrifices her life so that instead of Harry return to his life before. He is returned to Hermione's Body and with Hermione sacrifices herself on behalf of her beloved Harry.

2. Chapter One

HP-TGWL-Chapter One.

Chapter One.

The world shifted into focus slowly as Harry opened his eyes he had awoken slowly after being awoken by a Daniel Granger announcing that brunch was ready pancakes he said after calling her princess after adjusting to the midday light. He was leaning up a little from his bed, at such an angle that he was given a clear view of his body. His pink bed-sheets and quilt cover were at a bundle at his groin.

Harry's nightshirt felt unusually tight against his chest whist torn white soft clothes? Having never having such a luxury as fitting clothes and a bedroom. His back was itchy with sweat, like someone was brushing sandpaper was brushing abrasively against it. The Boy Who Lived frowned, certain that he must be too tired to think straight.

A foreboding feeling growing in the back of his mind, Harry lifted his hand to his chest. He squeezed, confused and mystified squeezed again and immediately stopped cold.

Hoping against hope that he wouldn't see what he knew he'd see, Harry reluctantly rose his head and sat up upon the bed. He looked down and the things that he had felt before on his chest were still there round, smooth and poking out against his nightshirt uncomfortably, the size of small melons with two perked nipples. Two of them. Harry felt them again. They were definitely real, soft but firm, fitting nicely in his smaller-than-normal pale and pedicured hand about 32B he would hazard a guess.

Panicked now, Harry reached behind his head, ran his hand along an incredible length of red hair that he had definitely not had before. It probably reached down to his bottom no of her backside. He really didn't want to do this.

If it wasn't there, he didn't know what he'd do with himself. Harry steeled himself to the task. It simply had to be done. With trembling hands, he gripped the quilt instead of seeing the edge of his shorts, no his torn nightie and looked down.

He let off a very agonized, and very girly shriek. He was in a modified version of Hermione s body. How was he to care for his new female form and how was prepare for the harsh new version of puberty in a female body and relationships she would have to deal with now.

Harry James Potter, now known as Hermione Jane Granger was standing in front of the full-sized mirror now that her new father had left the room he supported himself with the night stand everything from the lack of a penis and the addition to the new breasts upon her chest changed his way of standing or even walking even though her chest had not developed to Hermione size when he was her life partner. Would they be bigger or would they be the same size I think they will be larger due to her new height, body weight at what eight years old.

Then he remembered his Hermione's last moments with him "Goodbye my love for I can't follow as much as I wish to be with you and you are me this is the way it has to be for you'd probably never survive the process to the transformation to your own body at the Dursley's".

To be continued, Chapter under construction.