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Yes, Dorothy	By : Fatalonie Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 2104 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Yes, Dorothy
- 2-I Am Not
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Disclaimer: They're not mine! They belong to JK Rowling...besides... I only have $11. Yeah I know... I'm wondering how I'm going to buy them off of her too. ^_~
A/N: Much thanks to...the people who confused the shit out of me as they tried their damnest to help me, and Hippie Flower ^_~. And to Sev Rickman who will hopefully answer me anyways, cause I can always change the fic! ^_^ Yes, it's short, but I wanted a cliff hanger.
Yes, Dorothy
Fatalonie

The bed sloped down as another body crawled on it. The crisp cool sheets were lifted and a warm body settled against his own. He sighed, slowly opening his eyes and looking into deep green ones. He groaned in irritation.
"Harry, what are you doing in my bed?" he forced his voice to display calm caring that he wasn't feeling at being awoken in the middle of the night.
"I-I had a nightmare," he whispered softly. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in response. "Don't laugh," he whispered, moving so that his body tangled around the taller form. "I was at... some tournament, and the trophy was a port-key. The other one who made it to the finish line, I told him to take the trophy with me; we both went to Hogwarts. And it turned out the trophy took us to Voldemort."
"And that was your nightmare?" he questioned, scoffing the smaller boy.
"No... no Pettigrew killed him, and it was my fault. I killed him," he whispered softly. Blaise Zambini sighed and turned to pull his friend in his arms and gently pet his messy black hair.
"Hush, it was only a dream," he whispered. He suddenly wished Draco was there, Harry always responded better when the both boy's chided him about his dreams that when only one did. "Go to sleep," he murmured, sighing as he closed his eyes. Draco's nanny had died that summer; Draco had wanted to be alone ever since. No doubt he was lonely, but the two gave him his space allowing him time to mourn.
The next morning Blaise woke by himself. It wasn't quite a bad thing, actually it was quite nice, and he could stretch and not worry about waking Harry. The boy was far too sensitive, at night mind you. During the day he was about as hard to put a dent as diamond. He yawned, stretching and sitting up slowly, smiling as he saw his trunk already packed.
Apparently Harry didn't want to be late. Harry hardly ever traveled on the train, most of the time he spent summer with his father and he was at the school a week before school even began. This year Harry was a prefect, yet Harry still refused to sit with the rest of them in the first two compartments.
Blaise yawned and dressed quickly. He made his way to the kitchen to hear his mother fussing over Harry. He should have expected it; she was always fussing over him. He smiled as he entered the room.
"Oh you poor dear, I can't believe it! I just let my herb garden go just last summer. I just couldn't keep up with it. I knew I should I have taken care of it."
"It's alright," Harry insisted smiling. "I'll make it when I get to school, don't worry." His mother sighed and shook her head.
"Well, let me do your hair at least," she said. She turned Harry around and easily began to French braid his long black hair. Blaise approached them, moving in front of Harry. He allowed his eyes to rove over Harry's form, making a deep blush raise to his cheeks.
Harry crossed his arm, doing his best to cover his bosom. Blaise snickered and his mother glared at him.
"Blaise Zambini!" she scolded him, "Leave him be!" Blaise grinned but nodded, turning away from the boy made girl to pile a load of pancakes onto his plate.
"Well he should have brought the antidote with him," Blaise said easily.
"I did!" Harry protested, "but it broke when I fell!"
"Why didn't you take it before you came?" Blaise countered easily. Harry blushed deeply, but he could not look away as his mother was still braiding his hair.
"Because..." he said softly. Blaise rose a simple eyebrow before shaking his head. His mother finished the braid and Harry thanked her as he and Blaise went to their rooms.
"You know you aren't supposed to use magic outside of Hogwarts," Blaise said simply as Harry drew his wand. He rolled his eyes and gave Blaise an exasperated look. Blaise closed his trunk and allowed Harry to shrink it so he could stuff it the pocket of his jeans.
"Let's go," Harry said, picking up his duffle bag and slinging it over his shoulder, "I want to see Draco before we board the train."
"Draco!" the pale blonde turned around and found himself with an armful of dark hair and a slim body. It was a pair of soft breasts that startled him out of his wits. He moved away from the body and stared into sparkling green eyes.
"Harry?" he said eyes widening in confusion. "What... are those doing there?" he questioned pointing to the bosom hidden by a skintight shirt.
"Oh, I..." Harry coughed nervously. "I broke the potion that would turn me back five minutes before the port-key was to take me to Blaise's house."
"And Uncle-dearest decided he needed a lesson in grace," a new voice spoke up. Draco smiled at Blaise and the two hugged before parting.
"I'm the best dancer in my class thank you very much!" Harry informed them crossing his arms.
"Perhaps so, but you aren't in dance class at the moment," Blaise informed easily. Draco laughed at the two shaking his head.
"So, I take it you didn't the antidote sooner because..." Harry blushed deeply, smiling innocently.
"I was saying good-bye to daddy."
"And you made yourself a girl because?"
"Why do you think, Draco, use your head!" Blaise growled. Draco rolled his eyes.
"I know, but I wanted to hear him say it. Come on, Harry, why did you turn yourself into a girl?" Draco questioned again, a malicious smile on his face.
"Do you have it?" Harry questioned him suddenly. Draco rolled his eyes and reached into his pocket, removing something that looked like a cassette player, but it had the numbers one through nine on it and a pound sign. "Did you figure out how to use it?"
"No," he replied before grinning. "Did you go insane without it?" but Harry was already preoccupied with the small black box. He was putting in an earpiece that looked rather like a hearing aid. He then held up the box and typed in a code with deft fingers, grinning as he put it in his pocket.
"No," Blaise supplied for him, "But he nearly drove me insane. He kept singing, all day long! He'd change song with one word, I swear, don't ever make a bet like that again!"
"That's right!" Harry said suddenly turning back to the two, "Where's my twenty galleons?" he demanded. Draco rolled his eyes.
"I'll give it to you on the train," he replied. Harry watched him with narrowed eyes. "I promise on my honor!" he said placing his right hand over his heart and raising his left hand. Harry snorted, glaring at him darkly.
"You don't have any honor," he replied before he began to walk into the train station. The two blondes looked at each other skeptically before following the smaller boy.
"Oh wait!" Draco called as he spotted his mother and father. "I need to say good-bye first. Go get us a good seat," he said grinning as he began to walk toward his parents.
"C'mon," Blaise grabbed Harry's wrist pulling him in the direction of the platform. As they began to casually walk through they missed the bright green-eyed woman that watched them carefully.
The two were lost in their own thoughts as they passed through the barrier. Harry missed the startled looks he gained and the whispers of "Potter." It was a surprised voice that got their attention.
"Harry?" both he and the blonde looked up at Hermione Granger curiously.
"Yes," he answered cocking his head slightly. His voice held a polite puzzlement in it.
"What happened to you?" another voice questioned and Harry looked to the red head.
"Oh, hello...Ryan?"
"Ron," Blaise murmured in his ear.
"Oh! Sorry!" he apologized smiling sheepishly.
"Well, well, so it seems the great Harry Potter is now Harriet Potter." Harry turned to the familiar voice. His eyes were wide with confusion as he stared at Draco Malfoy. "So, what did happen to you?" he questioned.
It was at that moment that both Blaise and Harry started to take in their surroundings. Harry was getting numerous stares, and the whispers, Harry wondered how he had not heard them they were so loud!
"Toto," Harry said quite suddenly, surprising Draco, Ron, and Hermione.
"Yes Dorothy," Blaise responded, staring wide-eyed at Goyle and Crabbe who stood behind Draco.
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore," Harry said a hitch to his voice.
"Dorothy."
"Yes Toto?"
"I noticed."
"Oh."

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