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A new Life for Harry Potter.
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Harry Potter AU/AR › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
30
Views:
30,723
Reviews:
107
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Harry Potter AU/AR › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
30
Views:
30,723
Reviews:
107
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter. All rights belong to J.K Rowling not me. Dont Sue. I do not make any sort of Profit from this at all. Dont Sue me.
A new day A new body
Authors Note: Ok guys here is chapter two its short but its the best I could do lol. I hope you guys like it.
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Harry Potter awoke to the familiar surroundings of the infirmary. He sat up as the cloudy memories of how he had gotten there came back. He remembered his argument with Malfoy and that the evil git hit him in the back with an unfamiliar curse. At that thought Harry shot up in bed. He remembered the shocked faces of the teachers and students in the great hall, but that couldn’t have happened. Harry slowly ran his hands down his chest pulling them away once he touched the breasts. He rushed out of the bed and ran into the bathroom beside Madame Pomfrey’s office.
Harry rushed into the bathroom and locked the door. Taking a few deep breaths to calm himself he slowly walked over to the full length mirror on the other side of the room. He froze once he saw the reflection. There was no way this girl in the mirror could possibly be him. He was Harry Potter the boy who lived, definitely not a girl. He moved his hand to touch his face and the reflection did the same. It was as if the girl on the other side was imitating his movements.
Harry stepped closer to the mirror to get a better look. The girl in the reflection was indisputably beautiful, with her long raven colored hair, creamy skin and stunning green eyes. You could see she has a nice figure even through the bulky hospital robe. Then Harry’s gaze landed upon the lightning bolt shaped scar on the girl’s forehead. His breath caught in his throat there was no denying it now, the girl in the mirror was him.
He immediately began to panic, he felt nauseous and dizzy. He couldn’t breathe and the room had started to spin. Harry had to sit down in front of the mirror to compose his self. This was all some horrible joke and everything would be back to normal Harry thought as he pulled his knees to his chest and rocked himself. After some time he felt calm enough to stand, he looked at his reflection once more and sighed as the silent tears streamed down his face.
Harry wiped the tears away with the back of his hands and left the bathroom no longer wanting to see his reflection. When he emerged from the bathroom, Professor Dumbledore, Madame Pomfrey, and Professor Snape where all waiting for him. He hung his head and walked over to the waiting adults. He got into bed without being told and waited for one of them to explain what was going on.
“Harry my dear, how are you feeling today?” The headmaster asked. “As well as can be expected sir.” Harry said. It was the first time he had spoken since yesterday and he was horrified to fine his voice was no longer his own. Instead his new voice was soft and tender, almost melodious. He fought the tears that threatened to fall, he would not cry in front of his teachers. “Well Harry this isn’t easy to tell you but it seems Mr. Malfoy hit you with a dark gender changing curse. I’m sorry to say that the effects are quite permanent.” Dumbledore told him sadly. It was as if someone had dumped ice water on his brain for he couldn’t comprehend what he had just heard.
After a few moments Harry gathered his thoughts enough to ask a question. “But sir couldn’t you just perform the curse on me again to reverse the effects and turn me back to normal?” Harry asked hopefully. Dumbledore gave him a weary look and sighed. “I’m afraid not my dear if we were to perform the curse on you again it would only kill you.” He told him. The words hit Harry like a thousand knives; he leaned over the side of the bed and emptied the contents of his stomach on the floor. Harry began to shake and cry uncontrollably. Professor Snape placed a body bind on him and forced a calming draught and a sleeping potion down his throat. Before Harry even knew what was happening he was falling back into oblivion.
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So what did you guys think? Do you guys have any ideas for this story I would love to hear them!
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Harry Potter awoke to the familiar surroundings of the infirmary. He sat up as the cloudy memories of how he had gotten there came back. He remembered his argument with Malfoy and that the evil git hit him in the back with an unfamiliar curse. At that thought Harry shot up in bed. He remembered the shocked faces of the teachers and students in the great hall, but that couldn’t have happened. Harry slowly ran his hands down his chest pulling them away once he touched the breasts. He rushed out of the bed and ran into the bathroom beside Madame Pomfrey’s office.
Harry rushed into the bathroom and locked the door. Taking a few deep breaths to calm himself he slowly walked over to the full length mirror on the other side of the room. He froze once he saw the reflection. There was no way this girl in the mirror could possibly be him. He was Harry Potter the boy who lived, definitely not a girl. He moved his hand to touch his face and the reflection did the same. It was as if the girl on the other side was imitating his movements.
Harry stepped closer to the mirror to get a better look. The girl in the reflection was indisputably beautiful, with her long raven colored hair, creamy skin and stunning green eyes. You could see she has a nice figure even through the bulky hospital robe. Then Harry’s gaze landed upon the lightning bolt shaped scar on the girl’s forehead. His breath caught in his throat there was no denying it now, the girl in the mirror was him.
He immediately began to panic, he felt nauseous and dizzy. He couldn’t breathe and the room had started to spin. Harry had to sit down in front of the mirror to compose his self. This was all some horrible joke and everything would be back to normal Harry thought as he pulled his knees to his chest and rocked himself. After some time he felt calm enough to stand, he looked at his reflection once more and sighed as the silent tears streamed down his face.
Harry wiped the tears away with the back of his hands and left the bathroom no longer wanting to see his reflection. When he emerged from the bathroom, Professor Dumbledore, Madame Pomfrey, and Professor Snape where all waiting for him. He hung his head and walked over to the waiting adults. He got into bed without being told and waited for one of them to explain what was going on.
“Harry my dear, how are you feeling today?” The headmaster asked. “As well as can be expected sir.” Harry said. It was the first time he had spoken since yesterday and he was horrified to fine his voice was no longer his own. Instead his new voice was soft and tender, almost melodious. He fought the tears that threatened to fall, he would not cry in front of his teachers. “Well Harry this isn’t easy to tell you but it seems Mr. Malfoy hit you with a dark gender changing curse. I’m sorry to say that the effects are quite permanent.” Dumbledore told him sadly. It was as if someone had dumped ice water on his brain for he couldn’t comprehend what he had just heard.
After a few moments Harry gathered his thoughts enough to ask a question. “But sir couldn’t you just perform the curse on me again to reverse the effects and turn me back to normal?” Harry asked hopefully. Dumbledore gave him a weary look and sighed. “I’m afraid not my dear if we were to perform the curse on you again it would only kill you.” He told him. The words hit Harry like a thousand knives; he leaned over the side of the bed and emptied the contents of his stomach on the floor. Harry began to shake and cry uncontrollably. Professor Snape placed a body bind on him and forced a calming draught and a sleeping potion down his throat. Before Harry even knew what was happening he was falling back into oblivion.
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So what did you guys think? Do you guys have any ideas for this story I would love to hear them!