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What\'s this?	By : Flare Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4762 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary- given a new start by the few people Harry can call friends and family Harry finds himself drawn to the sea and a whole new adventure with it. Will Harry be able to find happiness in this new world or will he simple be doomed to repeat what happened in his old one?

CHAPTER TWO

Harry was spinning around in a vortex of pure magic, multiple different colors flying rapidly around him as he did so; making it so no matter how hard he tried Harry couldn't see past the magic to see what was happening. Though Harry wasn't able to concentrate long on this fact, because as the magic began to swirl around even faster than it had been before Harry felt a pressure build up with in his body; slowly getting more and more painful as time continued to pass.

Until Harry could no longer take the constant pressure that was pushing its way out of him and started to scream in pure agony. Try and failing to relieve some of the pain he was feeling as he did so. Then just as Harry thought that he could no longer take the pressure building up inside of him, and that he would rather die than feel any more pressure, Harry felt something inside of him snap.

Once it did this Harry franticly began to wish the pressure was back instead of what he was currently feeling. Because now instead of feeling an intense pressure pushing its way out of his body Harry was feeling as if thousands of tiny little knifes, tiny little dull knifes, where trying to rip their way out of his body.

Arching back in too much pain to even scream Harry could only open his mouth in a silent wail of misery as wave after wave of untold pain tore it way through his body. Finally after what seemed like hours of pure torture Harry was able to get his voice back and the very second he did Harry let loose a howl that in no shape or from sounded even remotely human. A scream so filled with torment that it would have made the hair on even Voldemort's neck stand up on end just from hearing it.

Fortunately for everyone else no one was able to here this scream. Unfortunately for Harry said scream had torn his throat to hell and back; making him loose his voice once more. Reduced to no longer having a voice once again Harry was left to wither in agony, with his mouth left in a silent scream, as the Vortex around him continued to change.

Then just as Harry thought he was surly going to go completely insane from the pain he was feeling, if he wasn't insane already, Harry felt the agony he was feelingly slowly starting to diminish to a dull throbbing pain.

Feeling this and swallowing heavily Harry hoped that this was the last of the pain he was going to feel. Sadly this didn't seem to be so as another wave of all new pain began; this one feeling like a burning pain instead of a tearing on. But fortunately for Harry, he didn't seem to have to suffer through this pain, because his body had seemed to have had enough and had knocked him out before the pain had gotten too much.

The sound of multiple voices talking above caused Harry to slowly wake up and as he did this Harry was able to hear what was being said. As he listened in to what was being said Harry could feel his confusion growing more and more as each word was spoken.

"Who could do such a thing to such a small little girl?"

"Forget that, where did the girl come from and what with the hair?"

"Hair! Did you see her eyes before she passed out!"

"How the hell does all of that matter look at her injuries and the blood she is covered in how did THAT happen!"

"I wonder who she is and if she remembers what happened to her?"

"Oh don't you dare ask that poor dear that! "

"I wonder if she is going to wake up…and what's going to happen when she does?"

"Me to, the poor girl looks like she could use with some help; not to mention a good meal or two on her bones."

Hearing all of this and wonder just who they were talking about, as well as being strongly reminded of Molly as he listened in, Harry slowly began to open his eyes; alerting everyone above him to the fact that he was waking up as he did so.

Once he did this Harry found out just who they were talking about, and when he did Harry was left frozen in complete shock. He found this out when the speakers of the voices that he had been hearing earlier all rushed at him and began to all speak at once. Somehow Harry was able to understand what they were saying, or at least the gist of it, and understood that somehow, for some reason, they had been talking about him earlier.

Harry realizing this shot up from where he was laying and rush of to the nearest bathroom; not listening to the panicked cry from the people behind him as he did so. Once Harry reached the bathroom, which seemed to be a singular bathroom for both males and females, Harry ran to the nearest mirror in it; knowing even before he looked in to said mirror that he wouldn't like what he saw.

This feeling was proven correct, and Harry nearly bit through his tongue in attempt to stop himself from screaming, when he saw his reflection in the mirror; or should I say her reflection in the mirror. Harry has he took in all the changed that had occurred to him recalled a paragraph he had read not that long ago. One that explained just why he had changed the way he had. The paragraph was:

The final thing that must be known before actually getting the information necessary to do the ritual is that, this ritual will change the person it is being used on; no matter what the person will be changed. How it changes them depends on the person themselves and where they are going to go in the first place. It can be a simple change such as just their hair growing in length or their eye color changing. Or it can be a much more complicated change, like a change in gender to a change is species all together. Whatever the ritual deems necessary will happen. So the user may gain something, or they may lose something. Anything that happens to the user of this ritual will be what is best suited for their new environment, or their new life; rather it seems like it is or not. There is nothing that can be done that will stop the changes they will occur rather you want them to or not. Please understand this fully before even attempting to use this ritual.

Remembering all of this, and cursing himself for not think more of it before he did the ritual, Harry slowly took in all the changes that had occurred to him. Starting with the fact that he was no longer an eighteen year male but what looked to be well developed elven year old female. Seeing this, or more like seeing his already developing chest, Harry felt his eye begin to twitch. A twitch that got worse as he continued to look of his…her new body. Because unlike what many would suspect he…she really didn't look like either a female version of his/her father or a younger version of his/her mother.

Instead he/she looked more like she/he was a cross between his two parents and Fleur; or a Veela of some sort. What with his…oh her long wavy shiny light absorbing black hair that had star likes strips of silver blonde in it and HER pale yet radiant skin, not to mention her all but glowing emerald green eyes shot through with the purest silver Harry had ever seen. In fact if there had even been anything called a dark Veela Harry would have sworn that it was standing In front of the mirror instead of him…Oh her. Sadly there wasn't, and even if there such a thing as a dark Veela, it wasn't standing in front of the mirror she was and she didn't like that in the least bit. It wasn't that he had anything against women, or the fact he had turn in to one really, he just hated how they were treated and always underestimated. That and he knew if he was going to look anything like Fleur did when she was older, which he was almost positive he would, then Harry could honestly, whole heartedly, say he really wasn't looking forward to puberty; not in the least bit.

Taking on last look at the changes in him, now herself, Harry recalled something that had been said earlier about how could someone do that to such a small girl and something about blood; as well as injuries. Remembering this made Harry blush slightly and wonder silently to herself (Going to call Harry female from now on…though he might get it mixed up for a little while longer) how she could forget the fact she was injured before the ritual had even began; and how could she overlook it so badly while looking at herself in the mirror.

Thinking on this Harry reluctantly, not really wanting to see her new self again so soon, looked in the mirror in front of her; this time looking for any injuries that she might have. Only to rapidly blink when she noticed that she didn't have any of the injuries she had had before. In fact what had the people out there panicking so much and worrying about injuries was the blood and rips in the clothing she was wearing; clothing that had somehow shrunk to fit her new form. Taking this for a bit and staring stupefied at where her injuries had been Harry lift her shirt to get a better look at everything Only to immediately jerk her shirt back down completely red face when she got too good of a look at her new body.

It took Harry a good minute to calm down and for her face to go back to its normal color after what she had just seen. But by the time she had done so Harry found she really could attempt to check if all her injuries had really healed because someone was knocking on the bathroom door and asking through said door in a really concerned sounding tone.

"Dear are you Okay? Is there anything wrong? Can I help you with anything?" Harry hearing these questions and knowing that there were most likely a lot more where those came from grimaced slightly to herself before answering; trying not to groan aloud as her voice came out bell like as she did so.

"No, I'm fine just a bit shocked about something's things I guess." There was a short pause after this was said and when Harry finally did get a response she couldn't hold back the groan that came out of her mouth when she heard just what the response was

"Oh that's good but would you mind coming out of the bathroom there are some rather important questions we need to ask you."
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