AN: All I will say is hold onto your butts the next few chapters are going to be a wild ride. Note, I am aware that in the books Beauxbatons was a co-ed school. However, for purposes of this fic we are going to borrow from movie cannon where it was a girls only school. A this point you should know we are nowhere near the same galaxy as cannon so this shouldn't really be a huge deal.

Chapter 65: Hallows Eve

A Few Weeks Later

Lily twirled a strand of her glorious red hair as she looked at the dark violet colored liquid in front of her. Sad today would be her last day as a redhead, though she guessed she could always dye her soon to be blonde hair if she wanted to. Provided everything went to plan, she'd have her new life tomorrow.

Did she care that she'd be leaving her old life behind? At this point no there was nothing left.

Her beautiful boy was gone. Her husband was gone…she wanted and needed this new beginning. And the vessel was going to provide her with that. All of the loose ends had been dealt with. The Granger girl was in St. Mungo's and hopefully would die sooner than later. She had sent Severus back to the school on the path for self-destruction…she wondered if he'd get canned first before he was arrested or killed. Really, she didn't care. She knew regardless he would not be able to deal with the mess she set up for him to deal with.

She smirked at her vessel in front of her. Still unconscious, but changed for sure. No longer a beast and definitely human again. Herself again not a trace of the beast she had become. She had wanted to get her back to a little bit earlier in the pregnancy than she was before doing the ritual, but she'd have to make due with her current state since the last dose of the potion she was about to give her would render the womb not viable—well, there wouldn't be a womb left at all once she took it.

Which meant the transfer was going to have to be done before the potions took their effect on the vessel's body.

It was all about the timing, but very critical timing.

Ugh, it had taken so much to reverse the process to make sure the vessel would not be tainted when she took over its essence. The sacrifice the vessel had to make…well, it wouldn't know. After the transfer was complete and it started it's new life it wouldn't know who and what it had once been.

She laughed about the life she had set up for it. A far cry from the posh spoiled life it knew. It deserved it. She remembered how it and its sisters used to act like they were better than everyone else. Well…they weren't better than her.

She certainly show them. Not that they'd realize it. Yes, she had plans for her new life as Narcissa Malfoy and smiled as she spelt the last vial of potion into the woman's body and took the Potion herself allowing the transfer ritual to begin.

As soon as she drank the liquid the pain almost instantly started. This better work. She would know by the time the sun rose tomorrow.

Amelia Bones had demanded another meeting. Apparently, they wanted to talk to him about the incident again.

He really did not know why. There wasn't much to it as he had told everyone in the school repeatedly.

He sighed pushing his fingers through his hair glaring at the woman. Ugh, he probably needed to wash it. Even it was getting more greasy than he'd like, which was saying something.

"The imp powder residue was five times the amount it should've been for a PepperUp Potion." She told him.

"Obviously," He snapped. "We know it was imp powder that caused the explosions. It's not exactly rocket science, Bones."

She glared at him. She was another stuck-up bitch. Most of them were. Pity she hadn't been killed that night the dark lord had dosed her and Potter on lust Potions. He always wondered how she and Potter made it out alive, but obviously he didn't ask.

"The amount that was found is way more than what a student might accidentally put in the potion." She snapped looking at him before adding. "I heard you and Longbottom did not get along."

"Oh, please, Amelia, you and I both know I wouldn't have actually been stupid enough to kill Longbottom."

"What about Lupin?"

"Are you fucking serious?"

"I have several reports that you were just awful to the girl during class," Amelia stated

He rolled his eyes, "Because she was a horrible brewer."

"Is that the real reason, Snape?" She said peering at him, "I know you know who Lupin really is."

"She's the Rat of Gryffindor so what." He snapped.

"Don't call her that," Amelia snapped glaring at him. "You know that's not her name. Though it does support my theory."

"What theory?" He asked.

"That you tried to kill her for some sick revenge that has to deal with your obsession with Lily Evans."

"That's ridiculous…" He said. "Obsession with that mudblood. I could care less that her brat died."

"Really. Because I seem to remember you taking a sabbatical last term after the 'brat' died."

"A mere coincidence," He said looking at her. "You have nothing, Bones. Nothing. Now get out."

"I'll have a warrant by tonight," She said.

He rolled his eyes. "How will you get one? You don't have any evidence other than slanderous rumors that I was in love with a mudblood."

Bones had finally left when she realized he wasn't going to talk. He really didn't understand why she insisted on this meeting when there was nothing against him, but a part of him feared they were going to pin in on him somehow. He tried to think about that day when he got out the materials. Did he accidentally grab a higher concentration of the powder to hand out the class—impossible since no other cauldrons blew up.

More than likely, Longbottom had grabbed the wrong powder, but he never be get them to believe him. He saw the look on Bones face she was out to get him. It didn't help that everyone else had seemed out to get him as well. Like Black.

He rolled his eyes thinking of the Transfiguration teacher who had more or less become even more a thorn in his side in the past few weeks. Especially since the Greengrass situation.

He had pulled out Draco out of his classes and had more or less been threatened his life if he went near the other boy.

Ridiculous.

Speaking of the other boy, he was in the dungeons talking to Bones's brat of a niece. There was no reason for him to be down here. It was time he got some answers.

Halloweens were cursed for him.

First it had been the day the Potters died. For so many years he had thought they were his parents, so he always associated the day with sadness. And then…well, then there was last year.

He just felt uneasy, it probably didn't help that classes had finally started again this week and he could tell that neither his parents wanted him nor Draco there.

It didn't even seem the same with Hermione and Daphne not here and Susan had only just gotten back and seemed weary like him about the whole thing. Even Cedric seemed down and that boy was usual the most cheerful out of their group.

"I don't even like being back in the dungeons," Susan had told him after she got out of Potions class that day. "You're so lucky you don't have to attend."

"Which begs the question why you're loitering down here, Black?" Snape said appearing seemingly out of nowhere like the giant bat he was.

Inwardly, Harry groaned. He had mostly been able to avoid the man since coming back here a few days ago. He was actually surprised he was bothering him. His father had more or less told him if he as looked at him he would curse him.

"It's the hallway," Harry said. "It's a common area."

"A common area which you do not need access to since you are not a Hufflepuff or Slytherin and you are not currently enrolled in Potions class due to your 'condition'."

"I asked him to meet me down here," Susan glared at the man.

"Oh, so he's supposed to break the rules for you, Ms. Bones. Young love…how cute."

Harry could feel himself blush; Susan not surprisingly was blushing as well. He got control of himself though before he told Snape, "I don't think there's a rule forbidding all the sixth and seventh years that aren't taking NEWT level Potions not to be in the dungeons…"

"You little …office immediately." The deputy headmaster snapped.

Susan gave him a quick look and mouthed that she'd try to get Sprout or Flitwick before slipping away.

He groaned. Of course, he had to get cornered when his dad wasn't here. Draco had had another meltdown this morning. Over who knows what now. He honestly was halfway tempted to curse the prat especially with how much he was stressing out his mum.

He frowned thinking about how fragile she seemed this morning. Since Aunt Andromeda had told him she had been pregnant he had been extra protective of her and could not stand how awful his cousin had been treating her.

"No," He said as he felt Snape grab him. The way he grasped his arm reminded him of how Uncle Vernon used to grab him before throwing him into the cupboard and beating him. He tried to scream but he found he had been silenced.

His eyes went wide as the man hissed, "I am sick of your disobedient attitude, Black. Your father likes using the silencing charm, doesn't he? Well, he should have no problems with me using it on you then. We are going to have an overdue chat you and me…"

Snape was insane.

His bracelet wasn't working right.

He realized it this morning when Claire raised his eyebrow when she came in his room.

"What?" He said annoyed that it was her voice.

"I just didn't think you were comfortable with your female form."

"I'm not," He had been extremely frustrated with it in fact. Although, the drought he had stolen had kept him from starting his wretched period, it hadn't kept him from transforming into his other form. In fact, he had been finding it more difficult lately to switch back. He hadn't seen his junk in more than a few days. And it hadn't stopped his body—at least his female— from developing at a ridiculous rate. He had started doubling down on the potion and had almost taken the entire bottle but it didn't seem to be working.

He had outgrown the medium training bra and was now wearing the large. He knew he'd have to get new bras any day now and dreaded it. Claire had mentioned something about getting measured and getting measured was the last thing he wanted. His clothes were also not fitting right on the rest of his body. He had actual hips now. Fucking hips. The only good thing was his female form at least was growing in height as well, though last time he was in his real form he was still the shortest boy.

She gave him a weird look, "Did you forget to put your bracelet on?"

"I have it on…I never take it off." He said, "It's not working…"

Claire frowned. "Are you sure you don't have it activated or something?"

He shook his head. "I can't….I can't go to school like this."

Claire rolled her eyes. Since their fight the other day she had had less sympathy towards him. Although, she hadn't been outright cold she no longer let him rant like she used to. Usually, she left the room. Honestly, he was a little surprised she had checked in on him this morning.

"I'm surprised you're not with Harry."

"I don't need to deal with your petty jealousy now, Draco." She said before she asked, "Have you started your cycle yet?"

He shook his head. "No, Aunt Andi said it could be irregular."

"Hmm," Claire said as she looked at the bracelet. "The enchantments seem fine. It should let everyone see you in your natural form."

"This is not my natural form," He spat.

She sighed heavily, "I suppose I'll have Sirius look at the bracelet while he's here."

"Oh, so he's going to spend five minutes with me…."

She just rolled her eyes and left the room.

The bracelet wasn't broken. He was.

Or that's what he found out that afternoon after his Father and Aunt Andi had both looked him and the bracelet over.

They had been chatting for a long time when Aunt Andi finally entered the room.

"You know we ran some tests," she said giving him a weird look.

He nodded. Several tests had been run on him and the bracelet this morning.

"Do you realize your hormone levels are elevated?"

He gave her a weird look. "Hormone levels?"

"Yes, there has been an inexplicable surge of estrogen and progesterone hormones in your body while your testosterone levels have substansially dropped. Do you know that essence of progesterone and estrogen are often used in contraception droughts?"

He paled.

"Claire's drought is missing from her potions cabinet." She stated looking at him, "Would you happen to know anything about that?"

He gulped. "It's…I'm going to be fine aren't I?"

His aunt shook his head at him. "How much of the drought did you take, Draco?"

He grimaced knowing he had taken the last of the bottle fifteen minutes or so ago. "The…the entire bottle."

She groaned and said, "Well, that would explain it."

"Explain what?"

His aunt sighed heavily. "I don't know how to tell you this, Draco, but you have more or less transformed yourself at the very least semi-permanently into your female form"

"That's a lie," He said. "I am not a girl."

"Well, the bracelet and your current hormone levels would indicate otherwise at least biologically speaking. Tell me, when was the last time you were in your male form…"

He grimaced knowing that he hadn't seen his penis in over a week. "So, I'm stuck."

She nodded her head.

"No, fucking no." He said, "I can't go to school like this. I can't….I fucking can't.

"Unfortunately," His aunt said, "There's no remedy to this. At the very least until all the drought goes through your system and you took at least two years worth of that potion for a veela in the matter of weeks…"

He frowned. "Two years' worth?"

"Yes," She said. "Two years' worth for a veela of heavily concentrated drought."

"So it could be two years before I'm normal again…"

"More like ten years minimum since you are not a veela." His aunt stated before saying in a softer voice. "However, I wouldn't hold hopes on changing back."

Bellatrix could not deal with Draco anymore.

She felt like a terrible aunt and quasi adopted mother, but now she knew why Cissy had gotten so frustrated with the boy or should she say now girl.

"I really don't feel like rewarding him with a shopping trip," She told Siri when he explained things to her. Really, lately she hadn't felt comfortable around her adopted son now she guessed turned daughter in a while. Not since he had been so harsh with her the other day. And anytime he talked about Harry she felt like cursing him these days.

"Well, you know he fits into pretty much nothing and shopping for things he'll now need will be painful for him." He said, "I still don't know what he was doing stealing your drought."

"Being a brat," She said with a sigh as she put her hand on her stomach. She knew Harry knew about the pregnancy, but she had just not been able to tell Draco mainly because of how temperamental he had been as of late. He seemed to have it out for her too since they had gotten the argument the other day and she had stuck the silencing charm on him couple with a stinging curse for the better part of a week. She was just sick of the shit that was spewing out of his mouth especially when it concerned her son and it didn't help that she had felt like crap lately.

Sirius sighed, "I'm sorry things have been so tense between the two of you lately."

"Andi would probably be a better person to take him shopping then me right now," She said. "He's going to need a real bra based off of what I saw earlier. The drought certainly sped up his development."

Sirius blanched though it was true. Draco clearly looked like a young woman and no longer a little girl in his current form. "I'm having Andi tell him about the repercussions…I…"

"I know it's awkward," She said, "Bless Andi for being willing to tell him. Do you think it's going to be permanent?"

"It will at least be years before he's able to change again. If it's even a possibility." He said, "He took the entire potion, Bella. It's more than enough to alter the mutation. More test will have to be ran but...I really think he's going to have have to get used to being a witch."

She grimaced knowing that the bottle of the drought she had was extra concentrated given the fact she was a veela. It was two years of potion…for a veela. Which meant it was probably at the very least a decade's worth of potion for a normal witch.

"He's not going to be able to hide it, you know." She said, "I know we were willing to let him adjust but there's no adjusting now. He's just going to have to get used to this new reality that he made for himself."

Sirius frowned, "I know…I don't even want to think about how we're going to deal with it with the school. I guess we can have Andromeda write him a note to get him out for the rest of the semester and at that point hopefully they won't have to attend school there and he can start over as…well, as a girl somewhere else. Beauxbatons, maybe? He is by all accounts a witch now so they would accept him and I know Cissy taught him French. Speaking of….I have to meet with Ted this afternoon. Will you be okay by yourself?"

She nodded with Andi handling Draco's needs she should be fine. Or as fine as she was going to be these days.

Bella was in the stage of her pregnancy where everything was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Probably because she still forced herself to wear a bellyband and glamor charms most of the time when her body did not want to wear them. It was probably the most pregnant she had ever been. Even with Harry…she hadn't felt him kick like she had with the twins.

She was so glad at least Harry knew about the pregnancy now, even though she was also scared about what if something happened to them. She was still getting frequent headaches and she knew even with the medication her blood pressure veered on the high side.

She felt herself sigh in relief as she removed the band and charms and her body expanded to its current size before she sank the hot bubble bath. This was probably the most relaxed she had felt all day. She had time to herself for a while and intended on using it. Sirius was still at Ted's office and Andi was taking Draco shopping for a new wardrobe.

She smiled as she felt one of the twins kick her breaking her silence and then…well, and then the alarm they had set for the boys went off.

Something was wrong.

Chapter 66: A Mama Bear is unleashed.