AN: Here's the last one. Regarding a certain character (okay, Ginny) being a bit of a bully here. I'll be blunt I can't stand said character in cannon. At best the character is a Sue. I never liked how she was thrown into everything especially her pairing with Harry and wasn't ever really developed from fan girl to Ms. Popularity. Here I am using some of the traits that were seen how she treated Fleur in cannon and exaggerating them to a degree since she's younger and likely coddled even more here since her brother died. This will not be a Hinny fic ever. I might develop her character at some point where she's redeemable but right now not so much.

Chapter 59: Time Goes On

He woke up in pain. His stomach hurt, he felt bloated in his stomach and chest, and it felt like someone was kicking his back. He felt so gross and then he felt it. The stickiness. He had known this was coming, but he hadn't thought it would be this soon.

He had started his fucking period.

A fucking period. He was a boy he wasn't supposed to have blood coming out a freaking vagina of all things, but that was what was going on currently.

Fuck his life.

He knew he had the bracelet on that his cousin had given him and no one could see…but he could. He could see and feel his body literally rebelling against him right now. He tried to change but…

He wanted to gag. He didn't know if it was from the hormones or the fact that his pajamas were covered with blood of all things.

And if that wasn't bad enough his boobs were back and they seemed bigger than they were a few weeks ago which was ridiculous. And they were also sore.

They weren't that big by any means. Bones's knockers were way bigger and so were Granger's. But it was pretty clear they were developing into actual breasts they weren't so much pointy nipples now.

Breasts were the last thing he wanted and he knew he was going to have to start wearing some sort of bra in this form. He…he did not want to deal with that today or ever.

He thought maybe he could just sleep through the day though he knew he technically had school today. Mercifully, it was Claire of all people who came in to check if he was awake.

He didn't think he could tell Sirius even though he knew he was a healer. A healer who specialized with women issues.

Women issues.

He had fucking women issues.

"Are you okay?" Claire asked.

He shook his head. He didn't want to open his mouth. Even though the bracelet made him sound like himself to others—he could still hear it. Instead, he removed the bracelet letting Claire see him as her.

His hair was even longer.

Fucking perfect.

He remembered his aunt said his hair was likely adjusting to suit his female form not that all girls had long hair. But apparently he did and it was unruly as hell.

He hated it. He wanted to hack it off. He now understood Mother a little better for her shaving head every day this summer. She wanted to have control. He wanted control as well.

Claire raised an eyebrow. "I put some training bras in your dresser. You'll probably want to go with either the small or the medium."

He knew. He had seen them and threw his clothes over it. They weren't lacey or especially girly or anything, but still he didn't like looking at them knowing what they were for.

"It's not just that…" He said grimacing. "I..I need err supplies."

Claire's eyes widened. "Oh."

Yes, oh.

"I put a couple of potions on your nightstand, love." Claire said to him after she had returned with a box of tampons. "They should help with the discomfort. The second should help you relax."

He drank both almost immediately, admittedly they did help and he also noticed he felt drowsy.

"I feel awful," He told her hating the way his voice sounded. He had put the bracelet back on but he could still hear it. Much like he could see it—his chest. The training bra helped some, but having it on it reminded him that he had breasts. And he had to put on the medium surprisingly enough. The extra small and small did not work. Merlin. He was getting actual tits.

"You probably will for a while," She said. "Usually, they last about a week. Once things settle we can see if it's possible for you to take the drought. Depending on which one you're on it can eliminate them entirely."

Though he knew they didn't know if he could technically take it or if it would even be useful since he wasn't technically all female. Just like he wasn't technically all male.

He blanched, "I'll have to go for school like this for a week?"

"No," she said. "Andi will have you excused since likely…well, likely this is what triggered the first transformation to come out. You going through puberty.."

"I thought my mother developed later. I thought that was why I shrank and my voice changed back to how it was before last summer."

"Puberty can work in strange ways, love. And your case is especially strange."

"So, the suppression potion won't work now." He said looking down and not knowing exactly how he felt about everything.

"I'm afraid not," She said. "But the illusion bracelet should help until you get full control over yourself."

"I can't change back right now…"

"I talked to your aunt. She said it's probably because of your cycle." She said, "More tests will need to be run but…"

"I hate my life," He said feeling ridiculously emotional for some reason. He would later find out it was his hormones. His girl hormones. But he was more or less a girl at least for the time be.

"I know, love, I know." She said, "It will be okay. Nymphadora was impressed with how quickly you were able to change earlier. You will be able to change back."

"But not for a week."

"Likely, until you gain full control over your powers this will be what happens every cycle." She said before looking at him, "Do you want some hot chocolate before you rest?"

He gave her a weird look. "Oddly, yes, I do."

"I figured," She said with a small smile. "It always helps me. I could do with some as well."

He bet she could. He had noticed she had been eating more lately. He eyed her noticing that her waist was considerably thicker and her breasts had gotten huge…he wondered but knew better than to say anything. He had learned his lesson with Mother and now…well, he wouldn't want anyone to know why he was craving hot chocolate.

"I…" He said, "I don't know what I'm going to do, Claire."

"You'll learn to get control over your powers," She said. "That's what you'll do, love. And you'll be, well, you."

Bellatrix inwardly cursed at what her nephew turned adopted son was dealing with. It wasn't fair to Draco at all. Andi had came after she had fire called her and asked if she could give the boy a potion to help him sleep. She doubted he'd be able to relax anytime soon.

She still couldn't get over how he looked in his altered form.

He looked just like Cissy.

It was almost uncanny, except for the fact he was already more developed at this age than she was. Still so tiny though. Heartbreaking tiny.

"Is he finally asleep?" Andi asked through the floo.

She nodded.

"I'm coming through."

She came every day for lunch. It had been her way of checking up on her and for them to chat. She looked forward to her time with her sister each day.

She was starting to look more pregnant now, she thought. She knew how Cissy now felt when she said she had literally exploded over night. She was still able to fit into some of her looser robes, but maternity robes and clothes were right around the corner. Even Siri's quidditch jersey didn't swallow her as much anymore. She had started wearing a belly band and casting concealing charms when the boys were around, but she notice Draco had been looking at her today like he knew.

Just a few more weeks…

"I've popped." She told Andi who was waving her wand over her.

She rolled her eyes, "You haven't popped quite yet. You're still a bit underweight, but it's better. Your blood pressure is a little high though."

She frowned, "Please don't tell me I'm going to have to be put on even more potions?"

"Hopefully, you won't need them." Andromeda said, "Just try to relax.

Bella gave her a look. Relaxing was easier said than done.

Out of all her classes, she hated Transfiguration the most. It didn't help that she had to share the class with Ginerva Weasley.

The redheaded bitch was essentially the same as her brother if not even nastier. She knew she was one of the more popular first year girls. Of course she was. Gryffindor practically worshiped the Weasley family. She still was horrified that they had planned on attacking her had she gone back to the house her first night there.

It was weird having Sirius as a professor. He was very different yet similar from the man that taught her Transfiguration this summer. While he was brilliant as ever, he was very strict, and he didn't put up with nonsense. She remembered Weasley tried to throw a magic paper airplane at him that her brothers had likely invented the first day she had attended classes and instantly found herself dealing with three paper airplanes thrown back and detention.

Remus may have laughed when she mentioned this to him and told her you never pranked a Marauder. That was apparently what he and Sirius had called themselves when they were in school, her uncle had been one too. Albeit, he was now an excommunicated one and rightfully so.

She wrinkled her nose at the thought of Peter Pettigrew.

She had only found out she was related to that man when Mummy had been forced to use her maiden name. She still couldn't wrap her head over the entire thing though it did explain why she had been so prone to staying in rat form for so long since her family apparently had an affinity for the animals.

She shuddered. She hated those things. She still hadn't been able to even eat corn or cheese since she returned to normal. Or normal as she ever was going to be these days.

Ginny had been in a particularly nasty mood since Percy was found guilty. Hermione couldn't help but cry in relief when she heard the news. She had been so scared that somehow the boy would get off, but he didn't.

There was still the sentencing, she dreaded that, but the worst part was over.

"I can't concentrate," She heard the girl tell one of her fellow first years. The first years were working on transforming oranges into bananas. Something Hermione could easily do, though Draco struggled with it. Odd as it was, the two of them helped each other out as partners. Draco knew the theory better than she cared to and she could usually do the practical with ease and provide him with pointers. He was out today though. His medical condition had apparently flared up and he was not expected back at school until next week. At least that was what Harry said when she asked where he was earlier.

Still though, she was so bored with first year Transfiguration. She couldn't wait until she was allowed to see if she could test out of the subject matter. Between Draco's insights in class and Cedric helping her afterwards it seemed like she might be able to wing it.

It would be nice just not to have to deal with a Weasley in her class.

"Gin, you don't want to get another detention." One of the first years said. "You know Black has it in for you."

"Don't I know it?" The girl said flipping her silky straight fire colored mane around as she tended to do. Hermione was once again glad she decided to go with honey blonde rather than the deep auburn she had briefly considered.

"Are we discussing the theory behind changing fruit?" Sirius asked appearing seemingly out of nowhere.

"Uh…"

He rolled his eyes. "Why don't you try to change your banana, Ms. Weasley?"

"You know I can't."

"Do I?" He said, "With the amount of chit chatting you were doing I'd thought you'd be an expert by now."

The girl groaned but waived her wand and said the necessary charm. Her pronunciation was wrong. So much like her brother.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes, she saw Weasley glare at her. She knew she hated her. As she did any girl that was better looking than her. That was one thing Hermione found jarring about her new appearance, in some ways she was picked on less but in some more.

"At least it's my first time trying." She glared at Hermione.

"And there goes five points for mocking another student," Professor Black said.

"But she rolled her eyes…"

Ginny had been hit by the Professor Black's infamous silencing charm. Not something that was new to the class. Rumor was, he was increasing their lengths. Apparently, she went an entire weekend mute a couple of weeks ago.

"Ms. Lupin if you were rolling your eyes at Ms. Weasley, I'm sure that means you know how perform the spell."

"I know how to perform the spell," she said knowing better than to admit she rolled her eyes as she transfigured her banana into an orange. She enunciated the spell quite slowly so Ginny could hear.

She could see the girl's eyes narrowing at her.

She just smirked back.

"He just gave you those points because you're related to his lover." Ginny said later when class had been released.

"Excuse me," she said wanting to laugh at the fact Ginny was alluding the fact that her father and Sirius were involved.

"You heard me," The girl said. "I'd be so embarrassed failing first year Transfiguration. What a disgrace."

Yep, just like the rest of her family. Last year a similar comment had driven her into the girls bathroom where the troll had ultimately attacked her, but this year she just shrugged. "Looks like you're having issues in the subject too, Weasley."

"I'm dealing with family issues."

"So, I hear." She said, "Your brother was found guilty of almost killing someone. Must do wonders to the family name."

The girl pulled out her wand faster than Hermione would've liked and sneered at her, "Don't you dare talk about my brother, you little bitch."

She instantly began to panic. Remembering the last time a Weasley had pulled a wand on her. She remembered her tail being cut off.

Her tail.

She couldn't breathe….

"What is going on here?"

It was Professor Black and he looked angry.

He wanted to be at home right now with Bella and have lunch. He had been planning on taking her via international portkey to a little café in Rome where they could get some decent pizza since she finally had an appetite again. He thought of the tiny bump that was starting to develop on her figure. You couldn't really tell with the clothes she had taken to wearing, but it was very noticeable when she was in bed with him these days and he loved putting his hands on it knowing that his children were growing in her womb. And yet, rather than having a nice lunch date he was dealing with Ginny Weasley of all people.

That entire family was the bane of his existence. Or at least the three children enrolled in Hogwarts and their annoying mother were.

He had way too many floo calls with Molly Weasley since he became Hogwart's new Transfiguration professor. Mainly because of her children were pretty much horrible people.

Honestly, the twins wouldn't be terrible if they grew up a little. They reminded him a bit of himself at that age, but worse in some ways. He didn't remember being that arrogant in pranking until his sixth year. Their sister though…well, she was just like their awful mother and brother apparently from the bits he heard from the other professors.

"Ginerva's work ethic unfortunately is more like Ronald's than Bill's or even the twins." Pomona had said when reviewing the first years first month the other day. "She's not putting forward any effort."

"She seems to be putting effort when it comes to reading Witch Weekly." Flitwick said with an eyeroll. "I had to confiscate that magazine at least a couple of times since classes started. I'm honestly surprised she's not related to Ms. Brown."

Sirius wasn't that surprised. He knew she was one of the more giggly first years that was more concerned about beauty charms and boys than her studies. He knew she was seeing Neville Longbottom of all people. He was actually a little disappointed in how Frank and Alice's boy turned out. Though it shouldn't have been that big of a surprise given that he grew up with Augusta. The old painted up biddy.

"She's an adequate enough brewer for a Gryffindor," Snivellus said with a shrug seemingly indifferent about the whole thing.

Ginny looked at them, "I'm sorry Professor Black. Lupin just made me so mad and…"

He shook his head, "You were going to curse her. There's no point denying it, Ms. Weasley. I witnessed the entire thing."

"But there are extenuating circumstances," She said.

Honestly, he was surprised she knew the word extenuating.

He rolled his eyes, "I heard everything."

"Then you know I'm distressed because my brother was unjustly convicted of a crime."

Was she that fucking dense? He could feel the madness creeping up in his veins with the comment she made. It took all his self control not to curse her. Still he thought his eyes might've flashed at the very least before he finally said, "Well, at least he got a trial."

"What happened?" She asked when he finally was able to take his wife to lunch.

Seeing her helped a lot. Her color had looked a lot better since they got her on an appetite stimulant and anti-nausea potion and she was finally starting to fill out a bit.

They still hadn't told the boys and wouldn't until she was fully in her second trimester. He knew she had been worried when they decided to put her on a supplement. She had been put on so many potion regimes in the past…And her blood pressure was still higher than either he or Andi would like.

"How's Draco?" He asked. He hadn't seen his other son since he had started his cycle.

"Adjusting," she said. "The potions are keeping the cramps at bay, but he's tried to disassociate everything from himself as you'd imagine. I'm hoping the drought will work for him."

Sirius grimaced. "I have no idea if it would or not or how it would affect his preferred form. This is sort of brand-new world territory for both me and Andi. Ugh, I'd be researching it more if I didn't have to teach these stupid kids."

"I know," she said. "He's just….it was very sad to watch the other day, Siri. I'm glad Cissy didn't have to see any of this."

He nodded his head had Cissy lived…well, Draco wouldn't be going through this nonsense right now since Lucius would still likely be his father. "Me too. Ugh, Snivellus is annoyed he's not privy to any of Draco's medical information. He went off on me again this morning."

"What else is new," she said rolling her eyes as she took a bite of the pizza. "Harry told Andi he's still trying to get him into his Potions class."

"Surprise, surprise," Sirius said. "And Draco keeps telling me he tries to get him to talk to Lucius. I wish Draco didn't even have to interact with him. Unfortunately, he is still a Slytherin. So that's easier said than done."

"Andi thinks Nymphadora may be willing to teach them Defense so that' s one less professor we have to find."

"So, that just leads Astronomy and History of Magic," Sirus said with a groan. "I'm actually surprised no one in our family has a mastery in Astronomy."

"Because it was drilled into our heads so much we lost interest in it pretty fast," Bella said with an eyeroll. "Speaking of Astronomy, I heard that Harry's partner is Ophelia's daughter."

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Ophelia Davis?"

He remembered having a couple of indiscretions with the very attractive blonde back in the day. She had been a twins with Othello Davis. The Davis family was of good stock, not a member of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, but they weren't Death Eaters for sure. He remembered in school Ophelia had a bit of a reputation of being a bit of an ice queen. Well, until he got her into the broom closet.

She nodded. "She married Cygnus Greengrass of all people."

He raised an eyebrow, "The Slytherin Ice Queen ended up with him?"

It actually was fitting. Greengrass wasn't the most emotional of people either. At least in public.

"Ice queen, Black? Seriously. Phee was one of my friends. Or was until…well…"

"I know," He said as it dawned on him just who Ophelia's daughter was: Daphne Greengrass.

That actually made sense. The second year looked just like her mother and there was a Davis in her year as well that he was guessing was likely her cousin.

Daphne acted liked Phee too now that she thought about it. She had the same disdainful attitude towards most of her classmates though was a good student. He was actually surprised that Harry and her were partners of all things.

"She asked Harry to be partners," Bella said answering his question. "I have to say he seems rather taken to her. He told me about her when he was looking for sources on Jupiter's moons the other day. I'm glad he's made another friend."

"I thought he was into Hermione?" He asked thinking of his encounter with Remus's daughter earlier and how she was wearing that necklace he knew Harry picked out for her.

She rolled her eyes. "I never said he was into Daphne or Hermione. I was just glad he's connected to the daughter of an old friend."

"I doubt Daphne's interested in him. She's a bit of an ice queen like her mother."

"And yet you and Ophelia were caught in the broom closet a number of times." She said, "You should be glad I was okay with it."

He rolled his eyes, "You hated me at the time."

"True."

"He's only twelve, Bella."

"Didn't I say that earlier when you mentioned Hermione and him being a couple?"

"You did."

Though he remembered his indiscretions with Ophelia Davis. He had roughly Harry's age then.

She swore Ginny Weasley was a fucking budding sociopath.

Merlin, she was starting to sound like Auntie, but she had been so close to cursing the little bitch today.

There was no way she'd steal her fucker of a boyfriend.

Okay, she really was sounding like Auntie. At least in her head. She hadn't cursed at Weasley yet though she was tempted.

"Why would I be interested in a flop like Longbotom." She finally said glaring at the girl. Here she was trying to enjoy one of the last nice days by the lake before it started getting cold and Weasley just had to ruin her fucking quiet time.

She really didn't get the appeal the first years had this girl other than the fact she was loud. Yes, she guessed she had pretty hair, but being a redhead herself she really didn't give much of a thought even though her color leaned more towards being a dark strawberry blonde versus the bright copper orange color that Weasley had.

"You wore that sweater," Ginny said.

Ah, Longbottom was staring at her boobs again. Fucking typical.

There she went with the cursing again, though when it came to weirdos staring at her chest she thought it was appropriate. She still remembered those stares she got those first few days she was on campus last year. Lucky her to be born on September first and had wait an entire year before attending the school and being more developed than other first years. At least she wasn't the only one with a chest in their year now, but still it was a pain in the ass with dealing with girls like Weasley.

"So, your fucking pissed because your asshole of a boyfriend has no fucking self-control." She heard herself telling the girl.

Okay, that was one hundred percent Amelia Bones. It was sort of hard to develop some of her aunt's quirks when she was the one who had raised her. And honestly, Weasley needed to be fucking yelled at. She had been such a bitch to Hermione lately after their run in in Transfiguration the other day.

"You should wear sweaters that fit and not dress like a hussy." Ginny said completely ignoring the fact that her boyfriend had control over his own eyes.

Susan rolled her hazel eyes and turned to walk away. She was tempted to hex the girl and that was the last thing her aunt needed especially since the girl's brother's sentencing was coming up.

Auntie was throwing the book at him and as far as she was concerned, he fucking deserved it.

"I wasn't done talking to you yet, Bones." Weasley snapped muttering something that Susan quickly dodged.

For fuck's sake. Did the girl really think it was a wise thing to attack the DMLE's niece? Apparently, since she tried to throw what Susan later learned was her infamous bat-bogey hex at her again.

In retrospect it really was a juvenile hex. Fitting of Weasley to know it. However, at the time she didn't know what she was firing so things got a little intense pretty fast since she was Amelia Bones's niece after all.

Her auntie had made sure she knew how to doge curses and throw a decent stunner and disarming charm very early on. Weasley's eyes went wide as her disarming charm hit her and the girl's wand flew into Susan's hand.

Of course, she couldn't leave well enough alone and that's when she tried to clobber her. Emphasis on try.

She was about to hit the girl with a stunning spell when she was surprised another jet of red hit the girl as Henry Black emerged from the shadows.

Susan raised an eyebrow. "Thanks."

Merlin, he was cute. He often joined Jane to study and she found herself liking the boy quite a lot. She hadn't exactly said anything about it though since she could sense that Jane liked him but…well, Jane claimed she wasn't interested.

He looked at the girl on the floor, "Did she really just try to hit you after you disarmed her?"

"Well, she wasn't exactly sorted into Ravenclaw." Susan said to Harry. "Nice stunner. My aunt would be impressed."

He shrugged. "I almost didn't bother, you seemed to be taking care of things but wouldn't want her to scratch that pretty face of yours."

She felt herself blushing. Damn, being a redhead. "You know that's sort of cringy pick up line, Black."

He shrugged. "I didn't want you to get hurt, Sue. Ugh, I know she's been giving Jane a hard time. What's her deal with you?"

"I have big boobs," She said.

"Seriously?"

"You haven't noticed?" She teased.

Now the boy was turning red.

She laughed. "Sorry, Henry. You should see your face right now."

"She really tried to hex you because your breasts?" He asked, "Girls are weird."

"Yes, we are." She said, "Though she thinks I'm going to somehow lure Longbottom away with them. As if."

"Do you even like Longbottom?"

She rolled her eyes, "Do you like Longbottom?"

"No," He said. "I don't swing that way and even if I did it's fucking Longbottom. Guy's a complete jerk. Pretty much hates my entire family because of my, uh, aunt."

"Exactly," She said rolling her eyes at the jerk part. Her aunt hadn't tortured Longbottom's parents to insanity like Henry's though.. "Honestly, I don't know if it's Longbottom that has her mad at me or the shit that's going on with her fucking asshole of a brother. Jesus, I sound like my auntie."

He gave her a weird look.

"I forgot you haven't met her. She has a tendency to curse a lot. Something I tend to do as well when I'm stressed. Not very lady like, I know but sometimes you need to call a fucking turd a turd."

"Indeed," He said as he looked at Weasley's prone form. "So, what do you want to do with her? It's pretty clear none of the professors are going to show up, though I guess I could call my dad. He can't stand her. He'd at least probably give her a week's worth of detention though I'd have to hear him complain about getting another howler from that mother of hers."

"Ugh, Molly Weasley. Terrible woman." Susan said, "My aunt can't stand her she's always sending howlers to her too. I can't stand her because I have to hear them."

He winced.

"I take it you've heard them too."

Harry nodded.

"I'm inclined to give your ears and Professor Black a break. I'm thinking she needs to be taught a lesson by yours truly especially with how she's been treating Jane lately."

He gave her a weird look, "She's been mean to Jane?"

She nodded. "She…she's been having a rough time lately, Henry. I'm guessing she hasn't said anything to you?"

"She doesn't like to talk about things like that unfortunately."

"I know," She said. "She says that you know about…"

"Yes," He said, "I know about her past. You do too?"

She nodded, "Auntie told me. She thought she needed someone here at the school."

"She does," Henry said. "I was hoping to be in the same house but….well, she doesn't like reading as much as me."

"She did last year," Susan said sadly.

It was sad what an impact that months of torturing had on Hermione. The girl was reluctant to even raise her hand in most classes and no longer seemed near as zealous as she had been in her studies in the past. She was also fairly withdrawn she really didn't talk to many people save for her, Henry, and Cedric.

She smirked thinking of how her friend was around Cedric. She definitely had a crush on the boy, and she thought he might have felt something for her as well considering he spent a lot of time with them. Way more than with the other students he was helping.

Henry sighed. "She said it changed her."

"I imagine it did," She said. "People can be so cruel. Even before what happened last Halloween well….people weren't exactly the nicest to her. She said you knew her before. Do you remember how she looked?"

He gave her a look, "She looked fine."

That was kind of him even though Susan knew that was not the case. As much as she loved her friend, she knew last year had not been kind to her appearance wise. Especially the weeks before the incident.

"Have you seen the picture they used of her in the papers?" She asked knowing it was not flattering at all.

He sighed knowing what she was talking about. As mean as it was to say, Hermione had looked particularly rat like in that photo. Her hair had been extremely bushy, her teeth likely had not been reduced properly after being hit with a tooth growing curse, her skin was broken out, and you could definitely tell she had been stress eating because of what had happened.

"Seriously, they made fun of her because of how she looked?"

"People are shallow, Henry." She said, "The fact she used to be more vocal and then was there when Weasley and Potter died made her a target."

"I hate them," he said looking at the youngest Weasley.

"She would've been involved in the thick of it," Susan said. "Lord knows, she's made threats to Hermione and Jane this year."

Henry looked at her and oddly looked very much like his father, "I may have a cunning plan…"

She looked at him oddly.

"It's a reference to a muggle TV show, Sue. But what would you say about having me as a partner in getting justice for Jane."

"I'd say welcome to the team."

Chapter 60 Preview: Chapter is titled boom, tik, boom and someone dies.