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Love Potion ch 8

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Chapter 8-Poitions Blunders

|OK, this is it…coming out, to the entire bloody school!  WHY I have to be so bloody interesting, I never asked for this.| Harry was brooding on his way to the Great Hall with Draco.  They decided that Draco would sit at the Gryffindor table; they weren’t quite sure what would happen after that.  The blond noticed his boyfriends scowl and asked “What is it Harry?  You’ve been silent all morning.”

They had chosen to wait until everyone was in the Hall before entering themselves.  Now was the big moment.

“I don’t know, ugh I don’t want to start a good vs. evil riot in there.” He sighed.

“Don’t worry, your not that important,” Draco joked kissing Harry quickly before pulling him through the double doors.

They both strode over to the Gryffindor table, most people took no notice, but a few gaped and nudged their friends as the two took their seats.  Hermione smiled reassuringly and Ron rolled his eyes at Draco.  The blond leaned against Harry’s shoulder and grabbed a cinnamon roll.  

A small Gryffindor girl who was not in the common room the day before jumped up pointed and squealed, “Draco Malfoy!”  Successfully getting everyone’s attention.

Hundreds of heads turned and the hall became silent.  In a burst of inspiration Harry grabbed Draco’s lapels and pulled him into a passionate kiss.  Almost a second after the steamy kiss ended a girl jumped up from the Ravenclaw table and shouted, “YES! I knew it, you owe me a galleon!” pointing at another girl at her side.  Harry thought the girl who jumped was named Anastasia and the other was Findabair.  

Anastasia looked around at all the faces that had turned to her and whispered very loudly “Sorry!” and sat down, effectively lightening the moment with quite a few giggles from the surrounding tables.  Draco wondered what she had known to bet on it.  

Harry glanced up at the Head table and was surprised to see Dumbledore laughing, he was not, however surprised about the other faces.  McGonagall’s eyes were wide with shock and her lips parted disbelievingly, Sprout’s eyebrows completely disappeared into her hair, Snape had his head in his hands and was shaking it back and forth, Flitwick had a very confused look on his face, and Hagrid was rubbing his eyes to make sure he had seen Harry correctly.

“Well…that went well,” Ron chuckled, grabbing his own breakfast.  Hermione asked Harry if he thought Slughorn was going to be back in class.

“I hope so, if only because I can’t bear Snape taking away points for just looking at Draco,” Harry answered.

Hermione continued to talk about the essay when Draco muttered, “Oh damn.”

Harry glanced at the blond and then did a double take; Draco had gotten some of the icing from the cinnamon roll on his pointer and middle fingers and was licking it off.  Harry blushed and could not tear his eyes away.  The Slytherin noticed and after about half a second smirked and without taking his eyes of the brunette swirled his tongue around his fingers and dipped the tips into his mouth.  Harry’s eyes widened and he was shaken out of the trance by Ron exclaiming, “Ew! Malfoy!”

Harry quickly averted his eyes as Draco gave Ron the middle finger, he tried to chastise the blond but all that came out was, “Nnngh.”

Seamus who was sitting across from Harry and next to Ron started laughing.

“Harry, it looks like you need some hot man-lovin’,” he brazenly giggled.

Harry ducked his head further, hair completely obscuring his eyes, his blush strengthening as Draco gave the sandy haired Irish boy a hard glare.  To which Seamus replied, “Oi, I’m just stating the obvious,” and returned to his food still chuckling.

“That had better be all you’re stating, Finnigan.” Draco said his voice icy.

“Jealous much?” Seamus replied challengingly.

To which the blond retorted with a Malfoy Death Glare™, and sent the other teen back to his breakfast.  Hermione was watching this all with interest and making mental notes as she often did.  

Just then two arms draped themselves over the shoulders of the two boys.  Harry looked up to see Henri’s smiling face, “Ah, so zis eez ze Draco Malfoy you told me about ‘Arry,” he smiled at the blond who raised an eyebrow at Harry.

“Draco this is Henri,” the brunette smiled at his ex-boyfriend.

“You never told me ‘e was so ‘andsome, eh? Per’apse I weel ‘ave to get myself a Slytherin, I am ‘appy for you ‘Arry,” Henri positively beamed and kissed both boys once on the cheek.  

Before he had a chance to remove his arms Seamus interjected, “Nothing wrong with Gryffindors is there?” his eyes sparkled suggestively.

“Not at all, but not for you Seamus, hahaha!” the Frenchman winked and returned to the Ravenclaw table.

Draco turned to Harry with raised eyebrows.  The brunette rubbed the back of his neck and said, “So yeah, that was Henri, heh heh.”

“I gathered as much…why did he kiss me?”

“Er…it’s a French thing?” he shrugged

“I know something else that’s a French thing,” Seamus muttered.

“Seamus, don’t you dare!” Harry whipped his head to give the Irish boy a warning look.

Draco smiled, this something was obviously not a usual topic for conversation, and if Finnigan knew what it was, he had to know.

“What is it?” he asked.

Seamus looked exited while he betrayed Harry’s secret, “Well, this one time Harry came to the common room all disheveled right?  So I asked him what happened and he didn’t tell my until yesterday that,” the sandy haired teen leaned forward, and the Slytherin carefully controlled his immense interest, “He told me that Henri-”

At this point Harry had run around the table to the other side and he reappeared just then to clap his hand over the other Gryffindor’s mouth.  This didn’t stop Seamus though he began to make large hand gestures; sliding his hands down his chest and started to show something else, his verbal explanations muffled by the brunette’s hand, when Harry put him in a headlock.

“Will you tell?” he asked the struggling Irishman.

“Nnnmmm!” was the reply that came.

Draco tried to fight a smile as his boyfriend asked, “Is that a no?”

Seamus nodded and the brunette released him, he straightened up his hair sticking out in all directions, his face red, and pushed Harry off the bench.  It was all the blond could do not to burst out laughing.  Ron, unencumbered by massive self restraint, training roared with laughter along with Dean, Hermione and Ginny.

The brunette walked back to his original seat next to Draco, straightening out his robes and smoothing his misbehaving hair unsuccessfully.  Plopping back onto the bench he said, “There is a reason secrets are called secrets.  They are not shared; a secret shared is a secret no more.”

“Do you want to say secret one more time Harry?” Ginny asked still giggling.

“I’ll tell you later, Malfoy,” Seamus whispered while Harry was distracted.

When lunch rolled around people were still confused, some said “oh I get it, it’s because of April fools day right?” and Harry or Draco would always respond with a no.
*

Later in Potions Slughorn had returned, he claimed to have been sick, and spirit of April Fools day they would be brewing a gender change potion.  Harry waited for Draco to enter the dungeons but he never came, the brunette began to worry.

“He’s probably just busy,” Hermione insisted turning back to the potion and sparing a disapproving glance at Harry’s perfect purple potion.

“Why didn’t you use the Prince last class with Snape?” Ron asked.

“He would’ve accused me of cheating because the potion would’ve been right,” he ignored Hermione’s shaking head.

“Times up!  We’re going to try a little something now,” Slughorn told them to bottle their potions and bring them to the front of the class.

“Harry, your potion looks just right!” he smiled.

“Er, just right for what Professor?”

“For drinking my dear boy, it is the perfect color and with your obvious skill I know it will work.”

Harry looked at him disbelievingly, “You want me to drink it?”

“Yes, of course!” the class tittered at his words.

Harry unstopped the vial and hesitantly brought it to his lips.  Slughorn nodded encouragingly and the brunette proceeded to drink the potion.  

The class waited with baited breath, there was a pause and then Harry started to change.  His hair grew longer, almost to his elbows, his hips became more pronounced and his chest swelled and one button popped off to accommodate the new round breasts.  He gasped and clutched his shirt closed and then marveled at his slender fingers, someone chuckled and produced a mirror, Harry prodded his new face; his cheekbones were sharper and his lips fuller with a redder tint.  The crowd gasped and clapped as the transformation ended.  

“Good job Harry!” Slughorn patted him on the shoulder.

“But how do I change back!” he said than gasped again at the sound of his voice that had risen an octave.

Just then the class was released and everyone filed out and the brunette was pushed with them, he tried to get back but the door had closed.

“What the hell!” he shouted.

Ron laughed at his new voice.

“Hermione what am I going to do!” he grabbed Hermione’s shoulders.

“You could go to Snape…but first you might want to change,” She bit her lip.

“Why?” Harry asked confusedly.

“Um, well, it’s kind of cold down here…and you’re not wearing a bra…”

Ron laughed even harder as the brunette immediately crossed his arms over his chest.

They walked back to the common room.  When they walked in no one recognized Harry.  Some seventh year rose from his chair and, taking his hand asked “Are you new here?”  

“I’M HARRY!” he roared at the disbelieving room, snatching his hand back angrily.

Hermione rounded up a few other girls and herded Harry into the girls dormitory, and in a few minutes he emerged wearing Angelina’s bra, Hermione’s skirt and socks and one of the taller girl’s shirts.  They had cast a hair removing charm on Harry’s legs so he would be able to walk around without hairy man legs.  The boys clapped and whistled at him when he descended the stairs.

“Shut the bloody hell up, all of you!  I’m going to find Snape,” and with that he left the common room his face a steaming red.

When he arrived at the room Snape taught in, he hesitated to open the door.  He felt horribly self conscious and he was wearing a skirt (not to mention a bra).  He steeled himself and knocked on the door.

“Come in,” His professors deep voice sounded from inside the room.

“Er, Professor?” Harry entered the cold room.

Snape looked up from his desk and stopped, this girl looked like Lily Potter with almost black hair.

“Can I help you?” he offered.

|He’s offering to help me?  That’s not like him…am I that pretty?  Merlin, please no.|

“Um, well Professor, I need your help with a gender change potion…” he trailed off looking at Snape’s face.

The former Slytherin looked horrified, “But why!?” he spluttered.

“It’s me, Harry Potter!” the brunette said exasperatedly.

“What?”

“Slughorn made me drink a gender change potion and I couldn’t get back to him to get the antidote!”

Snape was currently trying very hard not to smile, this set him over the edge and with a snort he burst out into roaring laughter.  Tears formed in his eyes and he nearly fell out of his chair.  

“It’ll t-take a few d-days to wear off P-potter!”  The DADA teacher was clearly in no mood to do anything so Harry stormed out of the room followed my renewed gales of mirth.

“Arse,” the brunette grumbled as he made his way back to his common room.

Gladly he found Draco heading in the same direction.

“Draco!” he called and walked over to him smiling.

“Do I know you?” the blond said coldly looking Harry up and down.

“Draco it’s me.” the Gryffindor frowned.

“I have never seen you before you silly girl, stop referring to me so formally.” He began to turn away.

Harry then remembered that he was a girl and laughed, “Draco, it’s me, Harry!”

“Stop being ridiculous-let go of me!” he hissed and jerked away as the brunette grabbed his shoulders.

“Look,” Harry said as he lifted his hair to reveal the telltale scar.

Draco stood stunned for a second, “What the-”

Harry stopped the inevitable expletive, “Gender change potion, I’ll explain on the way to the common room.”

“What?” the blond said again, at a loss for words, letting the brunette lead him down the hall.

As Harry started to explain his story to the stunned Slytherin he suddenly remembered, “Hey, you weren’t in Potions today.”

“Yeah,” Draco looked away from him.

“Draco, what’s wrong?” the Gryffindor frowned.

They had both stopped walking; Draco finally spoke, “I was in Dumbledore’s office.  My father and a few others have been broken out of Azkaban.”

“Oh, that’s not good,”

The blond laughed, purely from Harry’s statement and appearance.

“What, what?”

“You look so ridiculous when you say that, ‘oh that’s not good.’”

“Yeah, shut up,”

They soon arrived at the portrait, the Fat Lady gawked at Harry, but a hard glare from him told her not to ask any questions.

“I’ve never dated a girl before,” Draco smirked as they entered the common room.

Colin Crevey noticed their arrival, he shouted “Whoa!” then there was a loud ‘click’ and a flash.

“Hey!” Harry shouted.

“Doubles!” Ron exclaimed to the laughter of the occupants of the common room.

“Ron, don’t be unkind, this is a very emotional time for Harry.  Have you ever changed genders?” Hermione raised her eyebrows.

“Well there was that one time I caught him trying on Mum’s lipstick,” Ginny giggled.

“That is a LIE, Ginny!” the redheads ears turned beet red as renewed gales of laughter came from their friends, taking a little bit of attention off Harry and Draco.

“So Harry,” Draco began, “gender change potion?”

The brunette grimaced; he had forgotten to tell his boyfriend the story on the way TO the common room.

“Yes Harry, we all want to know,” Seamus grinned as some others drew near.  Seeing as they did not all make it into 6th year potions.

“Merlin, why do you want to know?” Harry sighed.

“Mate, you can’t waltz in here as a girl and expect us not to ask questions,” Dean said.

“Ugh, fine!” the brunette gave in to the general cheers of his audience.

He told them what had happened with Slughorn and about having to come back to change, here was where the questions came.

“How big are they?” someone asked.

“How big are what?” Harry said, completely oblivious.

“You know, your, er, ta-ta’s.” the young man said to general amusement.

It was Angelina who answered, “Sorry lads, that is undisclosed information.”

“I know!” said a brazen 7th year, raising his hand and soon yelping as Angelina punched his arm.

“Oooh An-ge-lina, saucy!” Seamus snickered, dodging out of range, “tell us the rest mate.”

“Why are you all so interested?  I only went to Snape and then I ran into Draco,”

“You went to Snape?” the blond raised an eyebrow.

“Did he know it was you?” Ginny asked.

“No, I reckon that’s why he asked if he could help.”

“He offered help?” Neville putting emphasis on ‘offered.’

“It’s because Harry here is so beautiful, I bet Snape wanted to shag you,” Seamus laughed as the crowd simultaneously groaned in disgust.

“Urg, Seamus! That’s so wrong!” Parvati covered her face but laughed also.

“Oh Merlin, now I have that image in my head!” Ron put his hands on his head as if he could banish it. Now everyone was picturing it and they moaned more.

“Aaah, getitoutgetitout, ewewew!”

“Ew, Seamus!  Why weren’t you put in Hufflepuff instead?”

“It’s my dashing good looks, they don’t have anyone This gorgeous in Hufflepuff!” the Irishman struck a pose.

Someone coughed something that sounded vaguely like ‘Cedric.’

“He was pretty fit wasn’t he?” Seamus laughed with the rest as they tried to change the topic.

“So then you ran into Draco?” Hermione asked, saving the day.

“Mmhm, you didn’t even recognize me!” Harry poked the blond.

“Harry, we have to take into account that you are #1 wearing woman’s clothes and #2 you look and sound like a woman.  How on earth was I supposed to know it was you?”  Draco responded.

“Er…my eyes?” he smiled.

Draco sighed and Harry kissed him.

“Oh get a room!” Ron groaned.

“Why Weasley are you jealous?” Draco leaned toward him, over Harry, “Fancy a kiss?”

“Ew, Harry make him stop!” the redhead scrambled to the other side of the couch as the blond laughed.

“I’d better be going anyway,” the Slytherin got up.

“I’ll walk you out.” Harry volunteered swishing up from the couch; several people whistled again, “Sod off!”

They walked to the door and Harry kissed him again, Draco began to slide his hands down the brunettes’ chest when his hands curved over Harry’s new breasts.

“Aah!  Oh Merlin, agh.”  The blond was at a loss for words as he immediately curled up his fingers away from Harry’s chest.  The room began to laugh again.

“Bye Harry!” and he left, trying not to laugh himself.

*

The rest of the week went badly for Harry, the first thing that happened was his teachers not recognizing him and Harry having to show them his scar (which he hated doing), the second was some people thought it would be funny to call him Harriet, but the worst was the boys who thought themselves able to get away with harassing girls.

Harry was walking down the hall with Ron and Hermione to Transfiguration, when someone smacked his ass.  Harry froze and slowly turned around.

The culprit was another sixth year boy, smirking at him along with his friends.  Harry suddenly smiled charmingly and walked over to the boy.

“Was that you?” he asked sweetly, fighting to keep his voice even.

The boy mistook Harry’s coloring in his cheeks for coyness instead of rage and answered, “Yeah,” he nodded and continued to smirk.

“Ah, well good, Ron, hold these please,” Harry put his schoolbag into Ron’s arms.

He took another step closer to the boy and, forgetting his wand, punched him in the face.  The boy fell clutching his quickly bruising cheek.

“YOU REPULSIVE VERMIN, HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ANYONE LIKE THAT?!” Harry roared.

The other boys cringed and ran, as their friend scrambled to catch up with them.

The hall applauded as Harry retrieved his things from his shocked friends, and they continued on their way, untroubled by anyone else.

His roommates were trying their best, but failing, to be supportive of the brunette in this time.

“So, er, can we see your breasts?” Seamus choked out one night.

“I am going to kill you all,” Harry seethed.

Finally the day came when the potion wore off; Harry was curled up on a couch in the Gryffindor common room with Draco (the Slytherins didn’t like Harry that much) when suddenly the brunette felt all tingly and he was back to normal.

“YES!  I’m a bloke again!” He jumped off the couch and threw his arms into the air triumphantly.

“Yeah, but you’re still in a skirt,” Dean snorted.

Harry gasped and ran into the dormitory.  He came out a few minutes later with the bundle of borrowed clothes and a murderous look on his face.

“If any of you speak of this I will find you and kill you,” He threatened.

“Merlin, it is about time, I thought I would never be able to snog you again.” Draco said, “girls are so not my thing.”

“Thanks Draco, it’s nice to hear I disgusted you, while I was a girl,” the brunette said sarcastically.

“Just a little,” The blond smirked challengingly.

“Well, now you don’t get to snog me, so ha!”

“Oh whatever shall I do?” Draco said breathily standing and putting his hand on his forehead, “see you later Harry, I guess.”

Harry caught Draco outside the portrait; he grabbed the blond’s upper arm, spun him around, and kissed his hard on the mouth.

Draco kissed him back and sighed “That’s a better goodbye,” and left for the Slytherin common rooms, leaving Harry smiling behind him.
I need deadlines, I know. I love Seamus so much, only Britanny will get the Hufflepuff joke. See her at [link] ask about Seeker Chaser Keeper!
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WHAT!? WHY DO MY COMMENTS KEEP DISAPPEARING!? LIES AND BLASPHEMEY!However the hell you spell that...anyway, DID comment earlier but i'll say it again: I adore the lovely inside jokey bits and as, always the Draco+Harry action is tres magnifique!My last comment was much better...argh, curse the balck hole of cyberspace! Is chapter nine kicking around somewhere, as of yet? Cant wait to read it!