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The Zabini Cover	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 45212 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Pansy snorted. “So, you’ll come out?” She asked.
Harry chuckled, putting on jeans and a tank top, then pulling his hair back and applying his make-up. “I think I already have. How many straight guys do you know that wear girl’s clothes every day?” He joked.
Pansy threw her brush at him, then summoned it back.
“Ow! It was a joke!” He protested.
Millicent rolled her eyes. “Pansy, let him get ready. After all, this is the first time the guys will get to see Celeste without a skirt or dress on, right?” She smirked. “I think they’re in for a shock. You have great legs, and a fantastic arse.” She finished.
Harry blushed. “Yeah, thanks.” He said, turning back to the mirror and finishing his make-up.
This would be day one of Operation Regain Love.
At least, that was the name Pansy had given Draco’s proposal.
*****
“Yes, well, I’m just that awesome. Honestly, I don’t know how our team ever managed without me as captain.” Draco said smugly.
Celeste raised an eyebrow as she stepped into the common room. “You could have a baboon as captain and still win with a Seeker like me.” She said softly, placing her hands on her hips and looking over the rest of the Slytherins. “What? Surprised I came out of my room? Well, I can’t spend all my life pouting over Draco. I’m sure he’d agree that I’m just too damn pretty to stay locked away.” She said confidently, taking the only empty chair, leaving Pansy and Millicent to just shrug and conjure bean bags to sit on.
“Oh, yes, we do have a secret weapon this year. Everyone, meet the best Seeker seen since Krum himself.” Draco said, giving Celeste a small nod.
Celeste smiled shyly. “I wouldn’t say I’m that good.”
“You wouldn’t have to.” Millicent said. “Your flying skills speak for you.”
“Can you do a Wronski Feint?” Penny asked, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Celeste frowned. “Dunno. I can certainly try.”
Draco frowned. “No, you won’t. There’s no reason to hurt yourself just to try and pull some famous stunt. You don’t need to.”
“I won’t get hurt. You, of all people, should know that.” She directed the last part at Draco, raising an eyebrow at him.
Draco crossed his arms, scowling. “Fine.” He said shortly.
Celeste smirked. ‘One point to me. He cares if I’m hurt.’
*****
Severus froze, his finger tracing over the paragraphs he had just read.
“Tetragametic chimerism is a form of congenital chimerism. This condition occurs through the fertilization of two separate ova by two sperm, followed by the fusion of the two at the blastocyst or zygote stages. This results in the development of an organism with intermingled cell lines. Put another way, the chimera is formed from the merging of two non-identical twins in a very early (zygote or blastocyst) phase. As such, they can be male, female, or hermaphroditic.
As the organism develops, it can come to possess organs that have different sets of chromosomes. For example, the chimera may have a liver composed of cells with one set of chromosomes and have a kidney composed of cells with a second set of chromosomes. This has occurred in humans, and at one time was thought to be extremely rare, though more recent evidence suggests that it is not as rare as previously believed.”
Severus let out a long breath, remembering that Lily had, at first, seemed to be carrying twins, but after a few weeks, only one child was revealed.
If Harry was, in actuality, his own twin, the two sets of genes could very well have been separated when he had been hit by the backlash that had caused his condition.
Severus smiled. “I may be able to fuse the two sets of DNA together again.” He murmured, grabbing a quill and writing a quick note.
*****
Celeste shrieked, clutching her chest as a house-elf appeared in her lap.
“I is bringing a message from Master Snape.” The elf said, handing her a piece of parchment.
She took it, gingerly. “Great. Can you get off my lap, please?” She asked.
The elf bowed and disappeared.
Celeste opened the note and read it.
‘I may be able to help you with your problem. Come see me at your convenience.’
She smiled and stood. “Sorry, guys! I’ll be back!” She said happily, jumping up and heading to Snape’s lab.
“Sir?”
Severus turned, and felt his eyes widen.
This was definitely Harry as a female. The curves were more defined, and the eyelashes were thicker, plus the hair…
Harry had James’ unruly hair, no matter how he worked to make it manageable.
This girl had Lily’s silky curls.
“Dear Merlin, it’s true.” Severus whispered, looking Harry over closely.
His hands were smaller, though not by much, and his eyes were slightly more almond-shaped. His lips were a bit fuller, as well. Such tiny differences were easily overlooked, unless one was looking for them.
Celeste frowned. “What’s true, Sir?” She asked.
Severus frowned. “You’re a Chimera.”
“What?”
“Read this.” Severus handed her the book he had been reading and began gathering ingredients.
Celeste put the book down after a few minutes, looking shaken. “I’m a he-she?”
“No.” Severus answered. “You merely have two different sets of DNA. One is yours. The other…” He thought of how best to phrase his next words. “The other set of DNA within you is your twin sister’s.”
Severus cursed as the girl’s eyes rolled into her head and she collapsed in a dead faint.
Severus just sighed and conjured a cot for her. If she didn’t wake on her own by midnight, he’d have no choice but to take her to the hospital wing.
*****
“Well, I can’t just order her to wake up, can I?” Severus drawled.
“Why not? I will.”
Celeste wanted to groan as Draco’s voice sounded right next to her ear.
“Get up, Celeste! Quidditch practice is tomorrow, and you are not getting out of it!”
“Ow.” She said, wincing. “Not so loud.”
Draco smirked at Severus as Celeste reluctantly opened her eyes. “See? It worked for me.”
Severus rolled his eyes. “Unlike you, I hold no attraction for her.” He sneered.
Draco flushed. “I had to follow when I saw you carrying her limp form to the hospital wing. I’m her captain. Doesn’t mean I love her!”
Celeste ignored that comment. “Sir? You think I can be cured?” She asked.
“Perhaps. If I ca-”
“No! Severus, this girl is not your guinea pig! Let her be!” Madame Pomfrey snapped, walking up to Celeste, wand drawn. “Now, just let me scan you, and you can be off.”
Celeste drew back. “No. No scans. I’m fine.”
Madame Pomfrey frowned. “I assure you, I am fully qualified-”
“I decline. I do not need medical services, and I do not give my consent to be treated by you, or anyone employed by this school unless I specify otherwise. Please, can I go now?” She asked firmly.
Madame Pomfrey seemed insulted, but she let her decline without further comment.
“Actually,” Severus began, “I could use her expertise to help me decide how to work with… That thing I discovered.” He said, letting Celeste decide whether to include the Mediwitch.
Celeste bit her lip, then looked thoughtfully at Pomfrey. “Do you have Veritaserum?” She asked Severus.
Severus smirked. “Never go anywhere without it.” He answered.
Celeste nodded once. “Dose her.” She said firmly.
Pomfrey looked nervous, but she let Severus give her two drops of Veritaserum. Her face slackened, and Celeste nodded in satisfaction.
“What is your name?” Severus asked.
“Poppy Olivia Pomfrey.” She answered vacantly.
Celeste nodded. “Who are you loyal to?”
“This school, the headmaster, and the students.” She answered.
Draco narrowed his eyes. “If a student gives you medical information in confidence, and it is something that you think should be made public knowledge, will you tell the headmaster, or keep the student’s secret?” He asked.
“I am bound by my Healer’s vow to uphold my patient’s privacy. I will not make it known to any other party unless it is dangerous to keep the secret.” She answered without hesitation.
Celeste nodded. “I’ll think about it. Sir,” She said, turning to Severus, “I will let you know my decision in three days’ time.” She said, then left Draco and Severus to smirk, thinking of how many juicy secrets they could wring from Pomfrey in the next ten minutes she would be under the potion.
*****
“So, what happened yesterday? Draco was at the door about to step out of it, but he turned back to say something to Blaise, then he saw Severus carrying you and took off after him. What’s up?” Pansy asked, as Millicent painted her nails for the first time in a long time.
“Severus had something important to say, I take it?” Millicent asked distractedly.
Harry smiled. “Yeah.” He said excitedly. “He found out exactly what happened to me. Turns out, I have a medical condition the Muggles call ‘Chimerism.’ It’s when two fertilized eggs fuse together early in pregnancy, creating one baby with two different sets of DNA. I have a twin sister living inside me.” He finished smugly.
Pansy recoiled. “Ew, creepy!” She said.

Millicent shrugged. “I think that’s pretty cool. So, how come you weren’t switching before? I assume this is a lifelong condition, so shouldn’t it be the same as it always was?”
Harry chuckled. “Well the killing curse is something that hasn’t been studied very much, for obvious reasons, so we don’t really know exactly what a backlash from it can really do. Apparently, for me, it separated the two sets of DNA, and the female one, that has a fertility cycle, surfaces when I’m fertile, changing my body along with it as it overrides the male set.” He explained.
Pansy frowned. “That’s confusing.”
Harry nodded. “A bit. Now I have to decide whether or not to let Madame Pomfrey in on this development. She can help Severus try to create a potion to fix it, but that makes one more person that may slip and tell someone untrustworthy. I couldn’t handle that.” He said nervously.
“Why change it?” Pansy asked. “It’s perfect! Draco needs to take a wife, but he likes guys. You can give him everything he needs, and everything he wants.”
Harry sighed. “It’s not that easy. I don’t like being a girl—Not much, anyway. It feels… Wrong, in some ways, and really nice, in others. But… Being intimate as a girl feels all wrong. It’s not really me, so it feels like fraud, I guess.” He explained.
Millicent smirked. “But if you’re a Chimera, then it really is you. So how is it wrong?” She challenged. “Besides, you’re the only girl Draco has ever gotten randy over. Enjoy it. Let him drool over your curves and your perfectly shaped backside. It’s more than anyone else will ever achieve.”
Harry flushed. He looked down at his lap, then smiled softly. “I do love him. And I’d be honored to be the one he chose to marry and sire his children on.” His smile faded, and he sighed. “What if that isn’t what he wants?” He whispered.
“Why don’t you ask me before you jump to conclusions?”
Harry whipped his head around to stare at the door he hadn’t even heard opening, and saw Draco framed in the doorway, his cold, indifferent mask in place, arms crossed before him. He gulped, then found his voice. “What do you want?” He asked nervously.
Draco sighed, dropping his arms, then shook his head. “Room of Requirement. This is a conversation best conducted in private.” He said, then left Harry to change quickly and rush after him.
*****
Draco looked over at the door as it opened, and smiled at Harry, wearing a crimson dress that displayed long, toned legs and curves that were nothing short of feminine. “You look lovely.” He said.
Harry flushed, standing in front of the couch Draco was sprawled on. “Thanks.”
Draco’s look turned serious. “As for what I want. I’ve been thinking, and I want you. Celeste, Harry, Cleopatra, I don’t care. I want the fire and intensity you bring to everything you do, and the love of life you seem to hold. You feel everything. There’s no thinking, it seems, you just do what instinct tells you and go with it, and you always end up on top. That’s the Harry I fell in love with, that’s who I want. Names mean nothing, and neither does what your body looks like, or feels like. So, what are you instincts telling you to do now?” He asked.
Harry blushed, stepping forward. “Kiss you.” He whispered. “And to hell with the consequences.”
Draco smirked. “Then what’s stopping you?” He challenged.
Harry leaned down and brushed his lips over Draco’s, and the blond reached up, impatiently pulling Harry’s body down onto his, making him lose his balance and topple over, landing full-length over Draco’s body as the kiss deepened.
Draco pulled his mouth away, tilting his head back as he closed his eyes and pressed his hips up against Harry’s, growling when no answering hardness was found. “Bloody hell, what are you wearing?” He snapped, glaring down at the dress as if it was at fault.
Harry chuckled. “Special underwear. No telltale bulges. Fake breasts, too.” He added teasingly.
Draco narrowed his eyes. “Remove it. All of it.” He snapped, letting Harry up.
Harry took off the bra and fake breasts, then the underwear. He paused. “All?” He asked.
Draco gulped. “That’s enough for now. Come back here and continue.” He said haughtily.
Harry rolled his eyes, but obeyed.
Draco moaned as that warm body covered his again, and this time, when he ground upward, he found a hard column of flesh residing under the red dress, and it was more erotic than he would have thought. And feeling the hard, muscled chest against his was also much more pleasurable than a woman’s soft curves.
“Do you love me?” Harry asked breathlessly, gasping when Draco fisted a hand in his long hair and pulled gently. “Still?”
Draco sighed, letting him go, and smoothing his hands down Harry’s back. “Of course.” He said lowly. Then, he looked at Harry, determination shining in his eyes. “Don’t do it.” He said. “We can make it work, there’s no need. I can make you happy, if you’ll let me. I know what I want now.”
Harry sighed. “What if this is what I want?” He asked in a whisper. “Would you leave me?”
Draco bit his lip, then, slowly, reluctantly, he nodded. “I would have no choice. Eventually, I would have to leave you. I need a wife, and at least one heir, before I can take a lover. I could only hope that you’d wait for me, that you’d welcome me back into your life when I had the chance. I’d never love my wife, but, like my parents, I may be able to respect her.” He said, a hint of bitterness creeping into his tone. “It would be empty, but necessary.”
Harry stiffened. “You don’t love me enough to give up your parent’s wishes?” He asked, hurt.
Draco shook his head. “It’s not that. I have to marry a fertile woman before I can inherit, and I can’t just let the family die, like so many have already. It’s my duty, and I will do it, however distasteful I may personally find it. It’s the Pureblood way.” He shrugged. “The family before the self. I come second. Malfoy comes first.” He said sadly. “Would you drive me to that?”
Harry looked away from him, sitting upright. “I can’t help but feel that if you loved me like you say you do, you’d set aside your family for me. I know that’s not your way, but I can’t help it. I think I need to at least try, Draco. For my own sake.”
Draco sighed, but nodded, letting Harry stand, watching as he slid the confining underwear back on, then dropped the top half of the dress and fumbled with the bra.
Draco smiled, and stood. “Here. Let me.” He fastened the bra behind Harry, watching as Harry slid the fake breasts back in, and they fused seamlessly with his skin. “Do it, then. If it will make you happy. If it works, I won’t ask you to wait for me, when the time comes. I will only hope that if you are still open when I am free, you won’t turn me away.” Draco said, looking pleadingly into Harry’s eyes, begging him to change his mind.
Harry nodded, dropping his gaze. “I’m telling Pomfrey tomorrow.” He said, then left Draco behind.
Draco sighed, sitting down on the couch heavily.
‘I guess I deserved that. I ripped his heart to shreds, then fought the fact that I still want him, more now than ever. I guess it was just too little, too late.’
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