Loving You Through Time

Title: Loving You Through Time.
Author: Sylvanus

Rating: PG-13
Warnings: extremely OOC
Pairing: HPSS
Webpage: http://www.fanfiction.net'sylvanussnape

Email: whytney@hotmail.com or sally.cools@gmail.com
Summary: Post-war, a classical potion accident with unlikely result...
Disclaimer: Anything you recognise belongs to J.K. Rowling, etc… I own nothing, make no money from anything, and am writing this purely for personal enjoyment…




The one with cross-dressing

*I’ve got breasts!*

Harry opened his eyes, he looked around. The walls were a lovely shade of blue and silver. This wasn’t the hospital wing! He first reached for his glasses and realised that he could see perfectly without them. ‘Well at least there’s a good side to all this’ he thought. Now, he needed to find out where he was!

Suddenly, the door opened, and a lovely elderly woman walked in with a tray.

“Ah! You are finally awake dearie. Here is your breakfast, you must be starving!”

Harry stared at the woman, ‘who’s she?’ he thought.

“Come on, little one, eat while it’s hot!”

The woman was looking at him sternly, so he started eating the porridge. But, he never let the stranger out of his sight. While he ate, the lady started talking again:

“Oh, I forgot to introduced myself, I am Lady O’Reilley, I’m a cousin of Albus. He told me everything he knew about you. And I can’t wait to hear more. This is so fascinating! Time travelling! I’ve work on Time-turners and everything related to them, but turning back to time this far is so rare!”

“You’re related to Albus Dumbledore? I didn’t know he had family apart from Aberforth Dumbledore…”

“We are cousin through my husband, Lord O’Reilley, and I live in Ireland most of the time.”

“Oh… hum… well, I’m Harry. I don’t know if it’s safe to tell you my last name… You do know that I’m not supposed to be a … girl?”

Just that moment, a cheerful looking Albus appeared.

“Ah, well I see you’ve met!”

“Well, Harry was just getting to her small surprising detail. But I think you should tell her about our decision, first.”

Harry was looking at both with a certain concern, ‘Ideas coming from a Dumbledore are generally scary and crazy!’ his mind told him.

“What decisions?” He asked still looking back and forth at the two white haired.

Lady O’Reilley turned back her attention to her young guest while her cousin took a seat near her.

“Well, we talked about what will happen if someone found out about you. And you already know that it could create what we call a paradox or even destroy you. So we need to keep it secret, that’s why Albus obliviated that sweet Poppy.”

“And we decided that for the time being, while we will search a way home for you, you’ll need a new identity!”

Harry was now gaping at the two.

“Of course, you will act as my little granddaughter. We will say that as you’ve been home schooled, that you now need to interact with witches and wizards of your age!”

Now it seemed that once you get related to a Dumbledore, you get to have their funny and dangerous ideas. Harry’s eyes were popping out.

“Now, now, dear. It won’t be that bad! We have 2 months to transform you into a respectable young lady! After all you will be known as the granddaughter of Lord Rufus O’Reilley of Coill!”

“L-lord?” Harry finally reacted

“Yes, and you’ll need a name less common and feminine but simple and proud.”

There was no doubt that Lady O’Reilley was excited by that perspective. Merlin, she even had the Dumbledore’s twinkling eyes!

“My dear Catrin, I think our guest will want to freshen up, first before we get into details.” Albus told his cousin.

“Oh, dear! You are right! Leave us Albus; she doesn’t need a man around now!”

Both Harry and s wes were red with embarrassment. The headmaster left as quickly as he could, leaving a terrified boy, hum, girl with Lady Catrin O’Reilley. The lady told Harry to get a nice good bath while she chose her clothes for the day.

Harry was pushed into a beautiful bathroom with green walls on which ivy was blooming. There was a big window with a view to what looked like Irish meadows. A hot bath was waiting for him on the centre of the room. He undressed himself without paying attention and got in. ‘Damn! This feels good!’ he thought as his body was sinking in the tub. He started to relax, until he took the soap to clean himself. He hesitated to touch his breast but curiosity took the better of. Drawing circles on his chest until he found a sensitive spot. It felt so strange to enjoy the felling that teasing his nipples brought.

Then he let his hand explore his body. He was enjoying this; it seemed to him that there were more sensitive spots on the female body. He was brought back to reality, when he heard a pop in the room. Opening his eyes, he turned into a lovely shade of red when he saw a house-elf.

“Milady, tell Twinkly to bring towels to misses. Twinkly didn’t mean to startle misses.” Said the house-elf, before bowing and leaving.

Harry got out of the tub and wrapped the towel around him. And went to the bedroom, where Lady Catrin was displaying different robes and dresses.

“Oh, finally dear! Here these are your underwear. Try them on, dear.”

She said, giving Harry the garments. Then, she spends the all afternoon dressing Harry with different style of clothes. They both decided that dark blue and green were Harry’s colour. They also decided that Harry will wear muggle clothes under her robes. The young man immediately got used to Lady Catrin and the clothes, he even liked dressing up.

Lady Catrin decided to show her work to Albus at dinner and talked with Harry about her new name. They finally decided on: Siofra Gail Cafell O'Reilley.