Harry/Draco/Draconia

AN: Word of advice, I was on seriously strong pain killers for an ankle injury when I wrote this. I was only seventeen at the time. So if this chapter seem some what freaky, I will automatically blame the pills I was taking at the time. You have been warned, enjoy. The characters do not belong to me; they are the property of J.K. Rowling. Only the characters Anyanka and Mckayler are mine along with Stephen Reese.

Harry/Draco/Draconia
Chapter 4: I have to wear what!!!!


When Draconia finally woke again she realised after a few minutes or so that she was no longer in Dumbledore's office but in the hospital wing.

She thought to herself ~get a grip Draco it was just a very nasty fucked up nightmare. Right Draco your going to look down and fine a flat chest and a cock not breast and an absolutely no fucking vagina. ~ She mentally shuddered at the mere thought.

She took a deep breath and slowly looked down and promptly shirked when she saw a pair of breasts and by the looks of it defiantly no cock. She sobbed and yelled "oh fucking hell it was not a nightmare AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH."

Draconia quickly ran to the large mirror at the end of the hospital wing. She saw her true form and refection for the first time she was horrified she was to her dismay no longer a he. She no longer had a smooth flat chest or male private parts. But had breasts that were probably if not anymore then a c cup.

And to put the stale icing on the already tasteless cake she now had female parts, unwanted female parts at that. She scowled when she spotted a pair of very long slender smooth legs, not just slender but unmistakably female.

And sure another her eyes were a beautiful shade of hazel with amber tints. ~Then it must be true Lupin is my father~ she thought to herself.

Sweet Merlin. She realised with a sickening dread, that there was no way of hiding the fact she was very much now a member of the fairer and more delicate gender. Oh bugger. She silently cursed the gods above and anyone else who would listen to her silent rant of mortification.

Wait until her best friend Anyanka found out about this. Her best friend, oh god, she had the sudden urge to upchuck her breakfast. Her friend Anyanka would be sure to get a kick out of this, no such bloody doubt of that.

Anyanka Mckayler Reese had transferred from Durmstrang in her fourth year. She was a Gryffindor every one found that rather strange a part from her mother Mckayler selina Kinney-Reese. As her mother was a Gryffindor as well.

But every one expected her to be a Slytherin like her father. Only Stephen Dylan Reese was not her father. He did not know this and died at the hand of Voldermort never ever knowing. He had been a death eater and close friend practically a brother to Lucius.

Mckayler had been forced to marry Stephen because of her parents had arranged for her and Stephen to marry since before she and he were even born. The only problem was they loathed and detested each other but always had to put on an acted a around Anyanka.

No one except Mckayler and Narcissa and Lily Potter knew that Anyanka's real father was in fact Sirius Black. Mckayler and Sirius had been madly in love with each other while at Hogwarts. She and Sirius had shared one more night together before she had to marry Stephen and fore-fill her parents and Stephen's parents wishes.

Mckayler was lucky that both Sirius and Stephen had the same fierce blue eye's the only difference was Sirius's had a slight green tint, as did Anyanka's. Stephen had never really noticed.

Naturally he never paid any attention to Anyanka, she wasn’t the son and heir he had been expecting and wanting. Now Mckayler had to somehow tell both Sirius and Anyanka the truth.

Draconia snapped out of her thoughts and took in her new appearance and turned just in time to see her mother Harry and Dumbledore followed by Snape and McGonagall, a long with both Remus and Sirius.

To her horror she noticed the last items she ever expected to see in her mother’s hands the last thing she would ever wear out of choice. None other then a skirt a blouse, knee high grey stockings and girls buckled up shoes, and to end all nightmares of this verity white lacy bra and panties.

Professor McGonagall had a Slytherin jumper and by the looks of it a small set of black robes with Slytherin's logo on it that definitely looked like it would indeed fit a very slim young woman.

Remus gave her a small smile and sympathetic look. He knew is his daughter had once been the unpredictable Draco Malfoy. And part of her still was and always would be.

He saw her eye the skirt and especially the white lacy under wear. He cringed at the foul look that appeared upon her face. If looks could have murdered then Narcissa Anastasia Black the woman he still loved dearly with all his heart would indeed be dead from the mere look she was receiving from their daughter.

Sirius also saw the mixed expression of horror contempt nausea and the urge to destroy and murder. He had to hide his laughter; even through he still felt very deep sympathy for her at the same time.


Draconia had noticed both the looks of sympathy from both Remus and Sirius, and the small smile from Remus as well as the barely hidden amusement Sirius was trying to cover up. She appreciated the concern she could see in Remus's expression, but the fact he was her father, her real father was still sinking in, and she would need time to come to terms with every thing.

It definitely didn't mean that she wasn't willing try and give him a chance either, he had been nothing but pleasant to her even when she was Draco. She felt he deserved at least some sympathy as well, he to had been told things he hadn't been aware of either. Plus he had really helped her during the war; they had shared some entertaining conversations over the last year or so.

And Sirius was nothing short of hilarious, as Draco she had secretly thought he was cool and admired how he could come up with an ingenious prank at a moments notice. He was devious and could charm the knickers off of a banshee. Even Remus had a mischievous streak to him close to the surface, under all of that intelligent and professional exterior.

Harry walked up to Draconia and asked, "When did you wake up?" Draconia shrugged and told him, "less then ten minutes ago." Harry took Draconia to one side.

Draconia asked "how along was I out for?" Harry replied "for the last four and a half hours." Draconia closed her eyes and shrieked mentally. She opened her eyes and quickly noticed Harry was hiding something behind his back.

"What are you hiding behind your back potter?" she asked. Harry took a deep breath then revealed a pink velvet box? He looked up in to her beautiful eyes that were fast becoming one of his favourite things to gaze into.

Harry replied "I know I'm not your idea of a perfect husband or in your case once a wife. And that you’re not pleased about the fact that you have no choice but to marry me or be stripped of all your magic and forced into living a life as a squib. I'm not entirely trilled about this either believe it or not, but at least put it this way it could have been worse."

She smirked in a very frightening likeness to her former self, "And how do you figure that one out Potter?" she prompt sarcastically but with none of the cruel malice Draco Lucius Malfoy would have thrown at Harry.

"Well, if you were still a boy you would have had to marry Pansy Parkinson." She shuddered and spat out, "fuck that." Harry laughed and continued. "Just as I thought.”

He added “But now seeing as you have gone through a complete change of gender I'm presuming the contract that stated you was to marry her is now invalid." He added, "Plus the wizard that signed the agreement is dead. And beside I'm certain it states Draco Lucius Malfoy gender male is to marry Pansy Parkinson.”

She grinned widely, "Of course, thank fucking havens for that, that's one pro to being a fucking blasted girl. And you want to know what the cons are?" Harry shrugged. "Oh I'll tell you all right. One I have bloody breast that aren't exactly what you would call delicate or either small Potter. Two I no longer have a cock but a vagina a fucking vagina I ask you Potter do you think anything could be more humiliating?"

Harry choked to hide his laughter as everyone else did who was with in hearing distance especially both Sirius and Narcissa.

Harry asked his amusement evident “I have no idea; you never know things could get more humiliating. But first enlighten me, what it is with your sudden excessive uses of the word fucking all of a sudden? That like the six maybe eighth time you’ve used it in a single sentence. It fucking this fuck that, you’ve really got a sewer for a mouth, not very lady like is now?”

Draco sent him a rude hand gesture and deliberately did not answer his question in regards to her over uses of the word fucking or fuck. She asked "So Potter I take it that box contains what I think it does.”

Harry merely raised an eyebrow “Well, depends on what you think it contains"? Harry replied. Draconia pretended to play the pretty dumb blond girl. She would have no problem with the girl part or the pretty blond part she luckily was all of those things.

But the one thing she sure as hell wasn't and that was dumb no where near. Actually her grades were practically as high as Hermione if not possibly higher.

"Oh I don't know perhaps an engagement ring, well" she prompted. Harry rolled his eyes and got down on one knee and asked her, "will you not by choice sadly Draconia Anastasia Lupin marry me.”

Inwardly Draco was shrieking in delight, while on the outside she appeared indifferent “Yeah I'll marry you Potter" was her reply, she added, "Considering I never have or ever will have any intentions of leading my life as a fucking squib, no way in hell are they draining my magic.” Harry added dryly “mine neither.”

Harry continued "and yeah it is an engagement ring your mother insisted we went into Diagon ally. I first of all had to go and raid one of the ten Potter vaults at Gringotts."

Draconia raised an elegant brow and commented "so I take it the Potter's are somewhat wealthy." Harry nodded "well wealthy enough if a hundred million galleons is what you’d call wealth then yeah. I’m possibly more so then that blond prick Lucy had been.”

Draco replied “trust me you have twice the amount he had. But if my history serves me correctly the Potter’s have been around for a lot longer then the Malfoy’s had been.

Plus I’m more then certain the Potter’s didn’t make a point of pissing away their fortune on dark arts and illegal practices.

I can comfortably say that you’re richer, because I’m not a Malfoy and I never have been. So naturally it’s no shame to me or any skin off of my ass if you get my full meaning.”


Harry looked up and smirked as he opened the box. Draconia was immediately shocked her eyes went extremely wide. She said, "Christ potter as hard as this is to believe you actually have taste or did my mother go with you to help choose it?"

Harry shook his head and replied "no she didn't she was in madam Malkin’s getting you a set of females robes." Draconia replied sarcastically "wonderful just terrific."

Draconia thought for a moment and asked "I was wondering how she knew my new size?" Harry got up and straightened up. He replied "while you were passed out I put a hovering charm on you while your mother held up your head to stop it flopping all over the place. Then madam Pomfrey used a tape measure that works the way the one Ollivander used when he measured us for our wands."

Harry took hold of her hand and slipped the ring onto her ring finger. She gasped when she saw it up close. "Fuck Potter I don't believe it, it's gorgeous I'm duly impressed Mr. Potter."

The ring truly was beautiful. It was a rather large heart shaped diamond with small sapphire's either side based upon a pure white gold band. Harry knew for sure it was beautiful not just by it's appearance alone but also by it's price as well seeing as he was short of but not regrettably over two thousand galleons.

"So Potter how much did this beauty send you back?" she asked. Harry smirked and told her "You don't honestly need to know that." Draconia rolled her eyes and replied "humour me Potter now come on spill how much."

He shook his head. She batted her long curled eye lashes prettily and whined "pleassses" she pouted childishly. He laughed he couldn't believe that the beautiful woman and now his fiancée was only hours before Draco Malfoy his ex arch nemesis, who was batting her eyes at him and pouting, but couldn't of denied if he wanted to, she was definitely very beautiful and adorable.

He took pity on her and gave in "fine ok it cost just over two thousand galleons.” Draco couldn’t prevent the grin that twitched at the corners of her mouth if she had even wanted to. “Huh, well Potter it seem you have proven yourself not to be a cheap skate.”

Narcissa decided to come over at that moment. She turned to her daughter and told her, "You need to get dressed." Draconia replied, "I so don't think so, there is no way in hell or heaven that I am ever leaving this room. I'll never live it down when every one discovers who I really am, well was" she corrected herself.

Harry let out a sigh of exasperation "Draco you really are going to have to leave this room." She laughed for the first time since the whole episode had started. Harry asked "And may I ask what is so amusing I'm only sating a matter of facts?"

Draconia shook her head and replied "no not that I mean you just called me Draco." Narcissa added "I noticed that to, were you suddenly forgetful?" Harry smirked and replied "hardly, well she is going to need a nick name why not Draco is short for Draconia after all."

Draconia raised an eye brow at that and thought for a moment then replied "it does make sense hmm I like it." It was Narcissa's turn to raise a brow. Draconia noticed the expression on her mothers face and asked "what at least this way I get to keep old name sake from when I was a guy what a better way then to use part of my name as a nick name."

Narcissa smiled and conceded "well seeing as you put it that way I guess there is no harm then. Besides your father, Lily and James even your potions master at one point used to call me Cissa."

Harry asked "so your first name was shortened and became like a nick name?" she nodded. Harry added "well come on Draco you need to get dressed so we can go down to the great hall.”

She nodded and replied in a drawl Harry was familiar with even if it was more then slightly off because of her feminine tone of voice, "in that case potter pass me my trousers and your invisibility cloak." Harry blinked and looked back at her with a mock innocent expression and asked "what invisibility cloak I don't own one of those."

Draco snorted "oh Potter you are just too much." Harry asked "And what is that supposed to mean exactly?" She grinned and answered "does any of this ring a bell to you? You know Hogsmeade third year by the shrieking shack mud being splattered all over a male version of my self, and Crabbe and Goyle. Floating Harry potter head doubled over with laughter and wheezing madly Weasley."

Harry was somewhat pale by now and looking a little on the sick side. Narcissa just looked on with puzzlement which with in seconds turned into a grin. "Mother what are you grinning at?" Draco asked. She turned to Harry and smiled mischievously.

"I can remember on many of an occasion when I would see a certain Potter disappearing under an invisibility cloak. I'm presuming your father left it to you when he died, did he not?"

Harry sigh in defeat "fine it's in my trunk, and yes it did belong to my father." Draco grinned happily and crowed in victory "now there is another one of the perks of being engaged to you if I do so say myself." She added silently to herself, "And he is absolutely dropped dead gorgeous as well."

Harry rolled his eyes "fine I will going and get my Invisibility cloak on one condition." She raised an eye brow and replied "which is?" Harry grinned evilly knowing she was going to have a fit considering what his one condition was.

He replied is tone was laced with relish and amusement for her situation and how she was reacting to everything "if you agree to put on that skirt and girls clothes and quit complaining I will get the cloak and take you to dinner."

Draco went green and yelled "I HAVE TO WEAR WHAT"! Harry grinned ~ah~ he thought blissfully to himself ~just the reaction I was expecting and right on cue.~ He replied gleefully "you have to wear a skirt and of course lacy under wear." Draco replied scathingly, "Potter I do believe you are enjoying this far too much in my opinion" she snapped irritably.

Harry smiled sweetly and replied smoothly "it's Harry if you don't mind." Draco snorted and told him "ok I will call you Harry on one condition, "which is?" Harry asked in reply. "You allow me to wear my pants," was her hopeful reply.

Harry smiled and instantly replied "no chance and besides it isn't a part of the girls school uniform." He chuckled when she snarled at him and clenched her small hands into fist.

Narcissa had to stifle her laughter she could plainly see as could every one else in hospital wing. That Draco was violently seething with rage and disgust as she looked at the skirt and especially the lacy under wear folded over Narcissa's arm.

Harry knew there was only one way he was going to see the female version of his former enemy in a skirt and robes designed for a female. In short he was going to have to bring out the Potter charm and of course flattery. Harry told her.

"Oh by the way if I were you I certainly wouldn't hide such a pair of extremely fine looking legs as such as your own." She blushed beautifully she flipped him the bird and grinned.

Harry added "I'm afraid you’re not going to be able to hide for long as we have got a prefects meeting to attend to tonight." Draco pale considerably and mumbled "oh shit why me?"

Narcissa cleared her throat and informed them "before we do anything else I've been thinking and have decide I no longer want you to be in Slytherin I want you resorted. I don't mind what house you are resorted into please just get resorted."

Draco fortunately really didn't care what house she was in any more. She boasted about being in Slytherin when her supposed father was alive. She definitely didn't feel like a Malfoy anymore and in fact she wasn't and never had been. So she thought ~why the hell should I remain in Slytherin? ~

She sighed and added "fine let’s get on with it then Slytherin was what Lucius that piece of sewer garbage wanted. I honestly don't care any more I've only have to put up with it for a year I can deal." Harry nodded and Narcissa smiled.

Harry told both of them "ok then I shall be back by the time your dressed." He then added as an after thought, "Draco as you know the quidditch trials are this week end" she nodded. He continued "well, if you get resorted into Gryffindor would you be interested in trying out for a chaser."

She thought about if for a moment and replied "sure I don't see why not." Harry smiled and replied "good because if you do you won't be the only female I promise you won't be." He added "believe it not Ginny Weasley and Anyanka Reese are going to try out for the other two chasers."

Narcissa quickly added "oh and speaking of this week end while we are on the subject I think it would be best if the four of us got together and discuss the arrangements for your up and coming wedding ceremony." She called and beckoned Remus over.

Draco suddenly looked worried and asked her mother "mother exactly what does that contract say?" Narcissa replied "that the heirs of each family line have to marry when they turn eighteen. And they have got three and a half months before the dead line ends after they turn of age. Or else they will be stripped off their magic.”

Harry asked”How long do we have left?” Narcissa replied "the dead line is on the eighteenth of October." Harry replied "it's September the twenty fifth today." Draco added "we've been back here for about three weeks and five days so far." She added "so that means we've got three weeks and four days to the dead line and to prepare for the ceremony."

Harry nodded and added "fine this week end is also a Hogsmeade weekend. We could go then and buy whatever we may need for the ceremony." Remus decided to come over and join in on the conversation.

Narcissa smiled and got and dreamy look on her beautiful face and told them "I suppose this weekend would be the perfect time to be fitted for you wedding gown." Draco grimaced and replied "I suppose I've got no choice but to go and be fitted for my wedding gown."

Remus asked "so what is going on? Any thing I can help with?" Draco smirked at her mother and said mischievously "yes you can prevent my mother from choosing my wedding gown."

Remus showed an identical smirk to Draco's. It was Remus and not Lucius whom Draco had inherited her smirk from. Remus, he knew Draco had every intention of choosing what she wore when she got married. And he would willingly and happily allow her to choose what ever she wanted.

Narcissa said, "Fine have it your way." She added, "Oh yes by the way speaking of rings what does this engagement ring look like? Harry wouldn't let me see it." Remus chuckled while Draconia rolled her eyes and held up her hand for her mother to see her ring.

Narcissa gushed, "Isn’t it exquisite it is extremely beautiful." She smiled at Harry and told him "you have chosen extremely well." Remus agreed "it is very beautiful Harry."

Narcissa added "I've always loved white gold perhaps you should consider having your wedding bands made of white gold." Harry nodded and replied "well I suppose it is nicer then the normal plain yellow gold and after all Draco your engagement ring is made of the same type of gold."

Draco smiled with satisfaction and replied "of course it sounds fine to me it will match my engagement ring perfectly after all."

Remus smiled and praised Harry "Harry you have really done me proud I never thought you would ever become my son in law." Harry smiled and replied "I know its brilliant isn't it I finally have a closer connexion to you and I will actually be related to you."

Remus then asked his daughter "by the way have you decided to keep Draco as a nick name?" She replied "yeah I have I happen to like my name." Remus nodded and smiled as he replied "I like it as well." Draco smiled at Remus and thought to herself ~I guess he is not so bad after all. And the werewolf business I suppose is all right with me and not as bad or disgusting as I thought. It's not like I've got a choice anyway. And he did become sort of a friend to me over the last year."

Harry smiled at both women and Remus and told them, "ladies and Remus of course I will meet you back here in twenty minutes then we can go to Dumbledore's office and have Draco resorted." Remus raised an eye brow and asked "why is she being resorted?"

Narcissa replied "yes she is to be resorted, that is of course if Albus will allow her to do so." She added "and now she can be sorted into her proper house." She added "Draconia should have been in Gryffindor from the start." She continued "if it had not been for that bastard of a dead husband for casting a charm that made the sorting hat place her in Slytherin."

Remus scowled and spat "that evil slimy bastard." Draco growled in a very un-lady like sort of fashion "he cast a charm on me that hood winked the sorting hat?" Her mother nodded. Draconia then growled once again "in that case I second that, what an evil slimy bastard."

Harry sighed and shook his head and told them, "I will leave the three of you alone to discuss whatever you may need to in private." Both women and Remus nodded as Harry turned to exit the hospital wing.

Narcissa then smiled with excitement "ah now lets get you dressed shall we" Draco groaned. Remus chuckled and sent is daughter a small smile of encouragement. He told her in a tone of voice full of love and amusement "just don't think about it and grit your teeth I certainly don't envy you."

Draconia grumbled and shot right back at him "gee thanks dad that really makes it less painful." She quickly added "not." Remus chuckled as Draco was practically dragged by her mother into the nearest cubicle.