Embracing the Real Us

Title: Embracing the Real Us

Summary: Harry and Hermione have had enough of this Gryffindor sweet as pie shit. It’s the end of the summer before sixth year and they are making some drastic changes to show Hogwarts who they really are. Sporting new looks and attitudes and revealing some powers no one knew they had.

Author Note: There is a TON of more stuff for this story, so don't disregard it as shit you've seen before just yet ok? Review if you can.


Disclaimer: Oh how I wish they were mine, but they're not. So I just live happily borrowing them and playing with them as i so choose.


Chapter One-The Escape


Harry cheerfully went through his daily chores at four Pivet Drive knowing they would be his last. That afternoon, when Vernon, Petunia and Dudley were out at the opening of the new amusement park, he was going to take his things and meet Hermione at the Leaky Cauldron. Humming his favorite tune, Dragula by Rob Zombie, he took out their trash, weeded their garden and trimmed their bushes. It was at noon that they finally left, a little curious as to why he was so cheerful suddenly, and Harry ran up to his room after the car had disappeared around the corner. He began unceremoniously throwing his belongings into his school trunk. School books off his desk; random books he’d bought for himself that had been scattered around the room; his broom from under his bed; even his Gryffindor house robes, although he hoped to remedy the Gryffindor part upon returning to school. He didn’t bother with any of his other clothes since he and Hermione would be buying new ones that very afternoon. But he did make sure that his invisibility cloak and the marauder’s map were packed inside. As soon as he finished packing he laid down on his bed for a quick nap.

His dreams were filled with thoughts of a certain someone he had been lusting after for months now. Harry had known he was gay for a long time now, even before he thought he liked Cho. But he had been scared and thought maybe he wasn’t, that is, until he fell in love. He was taller than Harry, probably around six foot one inch. He had a slim but defined body and pale skin, unlike Harry’s tanned. But it was his eyes that drew Harry in. Every time his eyes made contact with his own, Harry felt lost in them, never wanting to let go. He could just imagine what those eyes would do to him if they ever looked at them with the love he felt, or even the lust…

Forty-five minutes later he awoke with a very distinct bulge in the front of his pants. Checking the clock he noted he didn’t have the time to take care it of the way he wished, but promised himself a good wank later. Rubbing his hand over his erection he willed it to go away. He turned his thoughts towards Ron Weasley and immediately he was flaccid.

“I only wish he knew the way he enters my thoughts now.” Harry said laughing of the teen he used to call his friend. “Alright Hedwig,’ He looked to his owl, ‘Just follow us carefully and you’ll see where we’re staying, I wish I could tell you, but I don’t know yet.”

With that he shrunk his trunk and Hedwig’s cage and threw them into his old backpack from primary school. Then his wand and he was down in the kitchen writing a note to the Dursley’s.

Bastard Sr., Cunt, and Bastard Jr.,
Goodbye.
With No Love Whatsoever,
H.P.

“Too Bad. So Sad. Buh-bye.” Harry laughed as he pointed his wand to the sky and the Knight Bus came flying around the corner towards him. The conductor, Stanley, smiled when he saw him.

“‘Ello! And where can we take you this fine afternoon?”

“Leaky Cauldron if you would.” Harry replied and grabbed onto the nearest pole as the bus lurched forward at top speed. Five minutes and two stops later, they dropped him in front of the tavern.

“Harry!” Hermione cried when she saw him.

“Hi Mione.” He said smiling. “Ready to go?”

“Boy am I. Nearly didn’t make it though, for a second I didn’t think my parents believed me when I said I was going to sleep over with a friend tonight.” She laughed.

“Well, it’s not an outright lie.” Harry smirked. The two sixteen year olds headed straight to the back and into Diagon Alley. Blatantly ignoring everyone they passed, they entered Gringott’s to withdraw funds for their hotel and shopping later that afternoon.

“Oh! Mr. Potter.” The teller said as they approached.

“Hello, we’re to make a withdrawal from my vault.”

“Which one sir?”

“Excuse me?”

“You are aware that you’re parents left you four vaults, and then with what you inherited from Sirius Black, it makes seven in total?” The goblin said carefully.

“No I was not aware. Are there separate keys for each vault, if so, I will need two copies made, one for myself and one for Miss Hermione Granger. Also, while you’re at it, please take out twenty-five thousand galleons from any one of my parents’ vaults and turn it into pounds for me. Thank you.” Harry said after a moments thought. The two then stood back to wait. After a few minutes the goblin returned with the money and the keys and Harry and Hermione were on their way.

“Alright, where to now Harry?” Hermione asked once they had exited the Leaky Cauldron and were back on the street.

“I need a shower, and then get me the fuck out of these clothes.” Hermione laughed slightly and pulled him towards a hotel she knew of.

“Come on then, I know just the place.”

“A double room, we don’t know how long we’ll be staying however.” Harry said when they arrived.

“That’s quite alright sir, you can stay as long as you wish. On the day you wish to check out, you can pay the bill.” The concierge said and handed Harry a set of keys after he’d finished filling out the registration form.

“Thank you.” With that the two headed up to their fifth floor room where Harry immediately went to shower off that morning’s chores in a fresh bathroom. While Harry was showering Hermione compiled a list of what they needed to do starting with that afternoon and worked up to the whole year.

Just as she finished Harry came out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist. Despite the fact that under the disgustingly baggy clothes Harry hid an amazing body; rock hard from all his years doing the Dursley’s house and yard work; Hermione didn’t give it a second glance. It always made him laugh a little when he thought of why she never had gushed over him like the other girls.

“Come here Harry, listen to this. It’s our new to do list! Number One; Get new wardrobe, these horrid goody two shoes clothes need to go.”

“Amen to that.”

“Number Two; get pierced and severely tattooed! We have our sketches handy! Number three; get resorted into Slytherin, we cannot live in that bloody tower a minute longer!”

“The gold, just thinking about it makes my eyes hurt.” Hermione laughed.

“Number Four; ditch the Weasel, who needs one. Number Five; get Draco to fall in love with Harry as Harry has only been in love with him for what it is, almost a year now?”

“Hey!” He cried when he heard number five. “I’m not in love with him…a lot.”

“Number Six; get me laid!”

“Can you underline that one a few times there ‘Mione?”

“You’re hilarious. Number Seven; take over Slytherin, they all love money and we all know you have more than Malfoy now, maybe that will help with number five, hmmm…” She dodged a pillow.

“Number Eight; kill Voldiepants, enough said. Number Nine; make Dumbledork’s life miserable, the manipulative bastard.”

“Oh how I loathe that man.”

“And finally, Number Ten; show everyone at that school, exactly wha t Harry James Potter and Hermione Constance Granger are really made of!”

“That’s right!” Harry cheered and moved towards his bed.

“Ha. Ha. Now get dressed, I want to go shopping!” She swatted his ass as he passed her.

“I know, just the thought of putting these back on makes me want to vomit.”

“Just a little while longer Harry and then we’re rid of them forever.” She replied and folded the list away for later.

Thirty minutes later they were walking the streets looking for a store that was to their liking. They had already been in two and both had come out with very minor purchases. Hermione had found a couple pairs of hott pink and electric green tights she fell in love with and Harry had snatched a choker with a snake charm set in it surrounded by studs. Then in another store, Hermione nearly fainted when she saw a white leather jacket with the outline of a bat burned into the back. Finally, however, they found a store called Ravish that they immediately ran into.

“Welcome to Ravish, can I help you find anything today?” The young clerk asked them casually.

“Yes please.’ Harry said, ‘We need out of these ridiculous rags and into something more fitting our personalities.” Hermione nodded in agreement.

“Hmm. So you’re saying you need a whole new wardrobe?” Harry nodded. “Are you on any kind of budget?”

“I’d say the max we want to spend is four to five.”

“Hundred?”

“No, thousand, for each of us. No more than ten in total, it is a whole new wardrobe after all.” Harry smiled at the young woman’s excitement. Hermione just nodded staring.

“Alright then, why don’t you two just come into this room here and we’ll bring things in for you both to look at okay?”

“That sounds wonderful.” Harry answered and Hermione smiled. The clerk walked away and Harry laughed.

“What?” Hermione yelled hitting him in the arm.

“Nothing, not a thing.” Harry said, stifling his laughter as the first round of clothing was brought in.

Two hours later Harry and Hermione were satisfied with Ravish, each donning completely new outfits and bags of more; Harry’s wallet a little under ten thousand pounds lighter. Harry was now in a pair of black Doc Martins, which gave him an extra two inches onto his five foot nine stature, a pair of tight black leather boot cut pants, a black leather belt with a snake in the buckle, a simple hunter green t-shirt with a black leather ankle length jacket over top. He also had on the choker he’d previously picked up. Hermione had chosen to put on the electric green tights she’d purchased and put on fishnets over them. She had a pair of black platform Mary Jane’s, a white mini skirt with black netting underneath making it puff out around her legs, an electric green spaghetti strap tank top and white and green striped three quarter gloves with the finger tips cut off.

“Looking good Harry.” Hermione said as Harry wrote out where their purchases could be dropped off.

“And you my dear have never looked better.” Harry replied offering her his arm ceremoniously while laughing. She bowed to him giggling before taking it.

“Oh, before you leave.” The clerk chased them out the door. “Here, you two should come to my party next weekend.” She handed them a flier. “It’s by invite only so don’t tell your friends. But you guys should definitely come.” With that she ran off into the store and back to her register. Hermione was smiling bright and Harry read over the paper.

“Looks like it could be a good time.” He said.

“We’re going.” Hermione said pointedly. Harry just laughed.

“Where to now my captain, lead the way!” Hermione teased.

“Well, we could continue shopping, I see another store over there we could destroy, or we could go get pierced and tattooed then shop some more, it’s up to you milady.” Harry suggested.

“Hmm, that’s such a tough decision. Tell me love, where is the nearest tattoo parlor, well, sanitary tattoo parlor anyway.”

Fifteen minutes later they were in the waiting room of a clean tattoo and piercing shop called, X-Treme Inx. Harry dug through his bag to find his tattoo designs while they waited in line.

“I told you to put them where you find them again Harry!” Hermione scolded.

“I don’t get to carry a tiny little purse like you miss, give a guy a break.” She just laughed in response. Finally their turn came and the man behind the counter was covered in tattoos and piercings. His name tag read, “Tiny”, but it definitely was not because he was a small man.

“What can we do for you today?” He asked casually.

“Do you take walk in customers?” Harry asked first.

“That depends, what did you guys have in mind?”

“Lots of things, we each want a few different tattoos and a couple different piercings. Would that be possible to do today?”

“Do you know what you want already?”

“Yes, we each have sketches of the tattoos we want.” Harry and Hermione showed the man their drawings. Harry’s page had an eerie sketch of a large dementor on it; there was also a lightning bolt and some sort of snake. Hermione had a very large set of black bat wings on her page.

“And you’ve already decided where you want these?” Tiny questioned, staring at the pages.

“Oh yeah.” Hermione finally piped in. Tiny looked up at them over the papers.

“It’s going to take a few hours to do all of this you realize?”

“If you’re willing to do it, we can take it.” Hermione dared him

“It’s going to be expensive as well.” Harry smiled at him.

“Don’t worry, we can pay it, and we also tip very well.” Harry said happily.

“Then step right in and meet our artists.” Tiny said and brought them to the back. He sat Harry down with a young tattoo covered man name Matt and Hermione with another man with slightly less tattoos and a bald head named Alex. The two men began their own sketches to be transferred onto the two teens, and then they went over where on their bodies each would be placed. While Harry had more tattoos than Hermione, his three to her one, he would still be done before her as her one was a very large one.

Five and a half hours later, Harry’s body was red and sore and he was on his way to get pierced while Hermione still lay on her stomach in the chair, the tattoo gun buzzing away. A half an hour later, Hermione was in with the piercer and Harry was relaxing in the waiting room talking to Tiny.

“I’m actually very proud of her, she didn’t make a sound.” Harry slurred out do to his tongue piercing, and as if on cue Hermione squealed as they pierced her nose. Harry erupted in laughter as did Tiny. A moment later Hermione came walking out of the room her nose a bright shade of red. Tiny rang up all they had had done and cashed them out with their care-for guides that he didn’t see the two toss into the garbage on their way out. Once outside, they moved into an alley and cast healing charms on themselves to set their piercings and tattoos without the wait. Then, pain free they checked the time and decided to head off to dinner.