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(All things in relation to J.K. Rowlings' Harry Potter
series are of course copyrighted to their rightful owners,
this work is simply one of a fan of the series, and all of
the characters, and most of the events are taken from the
book series, which I accept no credit for.)
This story takes place in an alternate universe, parallel
to the one J.K. Rowlings' has continued with Harry Potter
and the Order of the Phoenix. Therefore, anything in the
first 4 books has already happened, but the events in the
5th have not, and will not happen in this "universe."
HARRY POTTER AND THE GEREXIUM pt. 1
PROLOGUE - The Scar
In the darkness of the room on the second floor of Privet
Drive, a light shone, emitting a small red beam, which
illuminated the rest of a boy's face. The boy, Harry
Potter, woke with a start to find his forehead singing with
pain. He grasped at it, and it was almost two minutes
before the pain receded. He was lucky enough to be able to
restrain himself from screaming, for that would have surely
woken his evil aunt and uncle. They would probably have him
locked in the cupboard downstairs if it wasn't for Harry
mentioning he had a powerful wizard godfather, Sirius.
Sirius had been his father's best friend, best man, and to
whoever knew them well, probably his soul mate, or at least
it seemed. Of course, Harry's father had been straight: as
Harry was here. Anyway, back 14 years ago, a being known as
"Lord Voldemort" (which is like a curse word in the Wizard
community, they more often refer to him as "He Who Can Not
Be Named" or even "You Know Who") was taking over the world
with his extremely powerful Dark Magic. However, when he
plotted to kill James and Lillie Potter, his downfall would
be unexpectedly prompt. When Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster
of the main School for Witchcraft and Wizardry: Hogwarts,
heard of this plan, he used one of the most powerful typed
of magic to keep their whereabouts secret: friendship. A
"Secret Keeper" is a witch or Wizard who is entrusted with
hiding a friend or thing. Only by getting the Secret Keeper
to admit the whereabouts of the person or item, can someone
find them. Knowing Sirius would never give his name, James
Potter of course made him his Secret Keeper, or so everyone
who knew about it thought.
In a fatal error, James and Lillie decided to hand the all-
important task to the least expected person, the ill
adapted Wizard, Peter Pettigrew. Sadly, Peter turned out,
as the ones who are entrusted always seem to do, to be a
spy for Lord Voldemort. Voldemort was given the Potter's on
a golden platter, but the fork he would eat them with would
be thrust back into the feaster before the meal would be
over. See, when Voldemort killed James Potter, it was in a
respective duel. The stronger of the two easily won, James
being much younger, even if he was an adept Wizard.
However, when Voldemort killed Lillie, she was trying only
to protect her small baby, begging him to kill her and save
the infant's life. When Voldemort raised his wand and
shouted "Avada Kedavra!" the flash of green light did not
seem strange to him, and the woman fell, dead, as was
intended. The spell, however had its repercussions: it had
left a charm over Harry, which left Voldemort unable to
touch him, or hurt him for that matter. So when he repeated
the unforgivable curse to kill the baby, it backfired, and
only the many experiments he had conducted on himself kept
him alive, even though to all others the life form he
became was less than alive.
The worst part of Harry's parents' death was that Sirius,
the suspected murderer, was sent to Azkaban, the Wizards
prison run by evil creatures called Dementors. We will
cover Dementors later, as Harry will run into a few before
this story is done being written. Sirius became the first
Wizard to escape the Dementors (other than young Barty
Crouch, but he has since been "returned"), and he quickly
vaulted to the top of the most wanted list in both the
Wizard and Muggle (human) worlds. Of course the muggles
thought he was only a murderer, as they know nothing of the
Wizards who roamed in a world nearly parallel to theirs (it
could easily be found, but no muggle ever knew how to
look). Anyway, Sirius went to Hogwarts, saving Harry from
Pettigrew, who had been hiding there. Sadly, Pettigrew
escaped, and to all the world except Harry and his close
friends, Ron and Hermione, and Dumbledore, Sirius was still
considered a loose convict.
At his fourth year at Hogwarts, a faction was nearly
forming. Even though young Harry did not know, it had
already been formed. It was in full action, fighting in
what would surely be the true War of right and wrong, the
one that would decide who would rule the Wizard, and
probably the muggle, world.
Still, it was quite a shock to Harry when a red-haired man
appeared in his dark room, robed with a hood, and beckoned
for him to come forth.
CHAPTER 1 - Back to the Burrow: Again
Harry, nearly screamed, but the years of training to be
quiet kept it in. The hooded figure, who he first thought
to be Voldemort himself (as the scar usually hurt when
Voldemort was near), turned to him, smiling and spoke
softly.
"Come Harry, and hurry now, it's Bill Weasley." the hooded
figure began. "We will have time for questions later, get
your broom, your trunk, and your owl, as well as anything
else you will need, and we must go."
Whether from shock, horror, or pure happiness from getting
out of the Dursleys' house early, Harry simply nodded to
his best friend's brother, and did as he said. When he
finished, Bill spoke again, in a whisper.
"Grab your things, make sure you are touching all of them."
Harry reached out, grabbing his broom in one hand, along
with the owl's cage. Hedwig, the beautiful Snow Owl Harry's
friend, Hagrid, had bought him, chirped, probably
questioning where they were headed. Harry reached with his
other hand, and touched his trunk. "Okay." Bill started
again. "We will Apparate to the Burrow."
Apparation, was simply the same as the human concept of
"teleportation." It was odd to Harry, however because he
was not advanced enough to Apparate.
"Okay, but..." Harry started, his voice hoarse.
"Don't worry you wont have to do anything." Bill grabbed
his shoulder, and before Harry knew it he was in the dark
backyard of the Burrow, the Weasley's house.
The sight setting before him amazed him. There were at
least 50 wizards and witches crowding the small yard, some
Harry recognized, others he did not. Standing out above all
was Hagrid, Hogwarts' game keeper, and Harry's good friend.
He stood out in a huge robe, with the hood pulled back
(which Bill, and everyone else happened to be dressed in
also), revealing his mangy hair and beard. Oddly enough,
the expression on Hagrid's face was grim, Harry had not
seen him so unhappy, in all the time he had known him.
The first person to speak to Harry was Dumbledore, who had
the exact type of robe everyone else had on (which was
odd), and wore the same expression as Hagrid. The ever-
present gleam in his eyes was gone. He looked much older
than usual, and for the second time in his life, Harry saw
why evil doers would be scared of him. It seemed the
ancient man had a nasty mean-side.
"Harry. Hogwarts has been taken over, and destroyed. The
Ministry of Magic (the Wizard world's "government") is
corrupt. These people here are the only ones who are not
evil, or under control by a curse." The man's eyes almost
teared, as Harry's life swirled before him. Dumbledore, who
had looked omnipotent just moments before, now looked like
a child, begging to be woken from a nightmare.
"But... how? What?" The questions in Harry's mind raced too
fast to come out in understandable sentences, or even
words. Never in Harry's wildest imagination had Hogwarts
ever been at danger. "Voldemort did it?"
"Yes, it was Voldemort of course, he recruited the giants
and the Dementors, and took us by surprise." a grumbling
voice came from behind him. "By the way it's nice to meet
you Son, too bad it is under circumstances such as these.
The true Alastor Moody, at your service." The old man with
a fake eyeball, and a pegged leg, extended his hand.
Harry had quite an ordeal last year with a "fake" Moody
last year, but the story is quite long, and shall not be
told here.
"We fought as well as we could, Harry. It was not to be."
Dumbledore looked through his starred spectacles, as if
pleading for Harry to believe him. "They've killed them.
Every student, except the group we have saved, and brought
here. We have placed the most powerful protection we could
conjure over this place. It is our last strong hold. We
will retrieve Hogwarts in 3 days time. All over he age of
14 will come, it is only fair. Alastor will help you, he
will teach you the Unforgivable, forbidden curses. Well,
just the Cruciatious curse... and..." his words faltered.
"Avada Kedavra." The look on Dumbledore's face when he
spoke of teaching the curse of death to students was enough
to break down a grown man. Harry felt like crying, but he
knew he had to stand tall. It was going so fast, when had
it happened? That's what he needed to know. So he voiced
his question.
"Six Days have passed. We left you there only because you
are as safe at your relatives as you are here, no evil can
pass there." Moody answered his query.
"Go to sleep Harry. We will tell you of the plan later
today. Just sleep." Sirius had popped up, his hair much
neater then when Harry had last seen him. It was pulled
back into a small ponytail, and he had a tidy goatee on his
chin. He looked... slick, for Harry could think of no other
word. "Go upstairs, you will understand more once you get
there."
He did not want to leave, but Harry found his legs walking
themselves inside and up the staircase. He did not think he
was being controlled as when he had had the Imperious curse
put on him before, there had been a voice in his head. When
he reached the hall, he gasped at what he saw. Before him
there was a room as gigantic as the main hall of Hogwarts.
Beds were everywhere, and huge banners told him where his
quarters were. Under the red banner that said "Students"
Harry saw a few familiar faces.
"H'lo Harry. Quite a dandy we've got ourselves in this
time, eh?" Ron asked him, with a wearily look on his face.
His mop of red hair had grown.
Beside Ron, Hermione slept. There were bags under her eyes
and it seemed she had been crying. Harry sat down.
"How many students survived?" Harry asked
"Eight, that we know of, Voldemort had sent his servants on
a massive raid of the children. All Muggles or half-
muggles, except Hermione were left. There is a protection
charm over the muggle universe, you see, so they can't
really penetrate it."
"Who survived? I see Fred, George, You, Hermione, Nevil
(?), Ginny, Seamus, and... who's the eighth?"
"You." his friend replied solemnly.
"Cho, Dean, Wood? Angelina? Kate? All of them are..."
"Yes... they are. Every other student that had not
committed to the Dark side, as well as a few teachers."
Harry had a fleeting thought that Draco Malfoy, his enemy
at school, had surely committed to Voldemort long before
the attack.
"Just go to bed. We will talk tomorrow." Ron's expression
did not change. Harry felt that there was something very
odd about all this, but could not single it out. So he did
the logical thing and slept. When he woke however, he was
not in the same place.
CHAPTER 2 - The Oracle
"Harry."
"Yes?"
"Can you see me?"
"No, who is it, I cannot see anybody..."
"When you awake, you will not be the same. Very little will
be as it was, but it is the only way you can live. Your
soul is important. It must go on, even if we must change
some things..."
"It must go on? What do you mean?"
"Dumbledore, Sirius, Moody, all of the group. They will be
killed. I will insert you into a gerexium. I'm sorry it is
the best I can do."
"A Jer-ecs-ey-yum?" Harry asked, wondering.
Surprisingly Hermione's voice was the one that answered. "A
gerexium is like an alternate universe, one is made for the
sole purpose of saving the true universe. Only an ancient
being called an Oracle can make one. The more advanced the
Oracle, the closer the gerexium is to being like the true
world. Somebody must perform a certain act to save the true
universe. The Oracle, however cannot disclose the
information to what the act is. The weird thing in a
gerexium is that..."
Hermione's voice faded and the original voice spoke. "It is
up to you Harry. All I can say is in this world you will
have two people to guide you. They do not know exactly what
you are supposed to do, but they know who you are and where
you come from."
"So you're the oracle?"
"Yes, now go Harry. Please do not die. Your death will
bring the end of the world. Please, Harry do your best."
"You do need to come back right, boy? I'll be waiting,
maybe we can meet each other better." Alastor Moody's voice
rang through followed by many others that Harry recognized.
"Harry I know you can do it... Good luck." Hermione was
then followed by Ron saying "Well, Harry I guess I'll see
ya' after we win, eh?"
Sirius then encouraged him. "Harry, you are your fathers
son. Always remember that you can do anything you set your
mind to."
These voices were followed by Hagrid, Dumbledore, Mrs. and
Mr. Weasley, along with the rest of the Weasley children.
Slowly the voices drifted away, as did Harry. Yet again,
when he would open his eyes, he would be in another place.
CHAPTER 3- a New Parent
"Wake up Harry, hurry now."
"Is that you Sirius?" Harry wondered, for some reason her
voice sounded quite odd.
"Yes, it's me, now get on up." Sirius had on a long grey
robe, his hair was the same as it had been the morning at
the Weasleys. "Notice any differences?"
Harry figured Sirius was talking about himself, but as she
inadvertently glanced down, she let out a scream.
Sirius just let it run its course, as it would obviously
have been a shock to the poor girl. She had looked down,
expecting to see the usual flat chest, and there in front
of her was an enormous chest, with perfectly round boobs.
Well, in all fact, the chest was not truly enormous, but to
a girl who had never seen them on her body before, the mid
B-cups were just that. Harry ran to the mirror,
frantically, and took a good look at herself. She was still
about the same height as she had been, but she was much
fitter, with an extremely flat tummy. Her hips and rear
would not have been considered perfect, but they curved
with a flow that many boys would soon enjoy watching.
Her hair seemed short, and it was, as she pulled it out of
the ponytail that it had been in. It came down to her
shoulders, just grazing the top of her back. It was still
dark as it was before, but it had a reddish shade in it
now.
Truly what caught Harry's attention was her face. The
pointed chin, smoothly rounding up into a face that was the
home of two of the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.
Looking into them mesmerized her, they were seemingly as
deep as the sea, and as wide as the heavens. The bright
blue in them shone like the stars. Harry caught a small
smile on the girl's face in the mirror, evidently from
looking at herself. Quickly, she made the smile vanish, as
she realized Sirius was watching her.
Lastly, Harry noticed the clothes. She was wearing the
female version of Hogwarts robes, which were not that much
unlike the males. Just the thought that she was wearing
them was quite odd to the girl, however. Even odder yet,
was what was obviously under the robes. She felt his chest
being pushed up by what was unmistakably a bra, and
reaching into the insides of the robes, she felt the satiny
feeling of panties. As she was inspecting herself, Sirius
had figured she had calmed enough, and she saw him appear
in the mirror.
"So, is it bearable? It is the best she could do." He said
with a look of concern. "You know it is not all that easy
for me either, as I remember who I was also, and who
everyone else was."
"How can you say it's bad for you?" Harry asked, not truly
mad at her godfather, but showing hints of anger. "YOU have
YOUR body! This is unbelievable, I mean how am I supposed
to figure out what I have to do to save everyone if I have
to worry bout this first? Is it some kind of evil trick,
yea, I bet the Oracle's laughing at me now!"
"Well Harry, maybe I can relate to you a bit better than
Sirius here." A female's voice was followed by a woman who
had the same colour hair and eyes as Harry, but was taller,
and had more prominent features.
"Who are you then?" questioned Harry.
"This, Harry, is Jamie Black, my wife." Sirius replied.
"And? Is that supposed to have some underlined meaning?"
Harry was truly getting tired of this universe, and she was
considering just quitting.
"Yes, it should. This is my wife Jamie Black. Formerly
Jamie Potter."
The words rung in Harry's ears. "Potter?" It couldn't be...
"My parents were the last Potters other than me, they are
dead."
"Not in this life we aren't boy." Jamie's tone suddenly
made Harry realize something. Putting two and two together,
finally she came up with four.
"Dad?"
The look on Jamie's face was solemn, like the word brought
back many horrible memories. "James Potter at your
service."
Harry did not care if his father looked female. She did not
care if it were even true. So caught up with the moment,
the girl flew into the arms of the woman, a son and a dad
reunited in quite possibly the oddest way.
"Dad..." Harry started, as she caught on to the "we" in her
father's previous statement. "Mom... is she... alive?"
"Yes, she is." the face of the woman was not happy,
however. "You have to remember though. Only me, you and
Sirius remember. She does not know who I am, or who you
are, except that we are Jamie and Haley Black."
Harry's eyes sunk. "Well... at least your here. I've always
wanted to meet you, to talk." He again embraced his
beautiful father, tears starting in his eyes. "It's going
to be ok, right? We can spend time together while I figure
out this gerexium, eh?"
"Of course we can son. I just wish..." the beautiful blue
eyes on the woman's face also started to tear, "that your
mother, could see what you have become. Only a man can
shoulder a weight as heavy as this. Even though now may be
the oddest time to realize it, you should know that you
have become a man. You are as much as one as I ever was. I
just wished I could have saved us. I was not strong enough.
I'm so sorry, that I left you." With this she broke down,
and her husband, comforted her, with a hug. To Harry, it
seemed like more of a hug between man and woman, then
between best friends. Harry, however let it slip because
she was now crying to.
"It'll be okay dad. It is not your fault. I'll get through
this, and we'll get to catch up." Between sobs, her mother
smiled at her.
"Mom not dad. Sirius is your dad, Haley." The words sounded
odd, but none-the-less Harry, Haley, knew she must accept
them, at least for a while.
As Haley Looked into the eyes of her new mother, she saw a
resemblance of the smiling face she had seen in the tuxedo
in her favourite picture, on their wedding day.
Looking into the mirror, to Sirius, her father, and Jamie
her mother, Haley was truly just happy to not be alone. It
would not be quite as bad as she had thought, and she would
save her old life and her friends.
In fact, if you would have been in that room, on that day,
in the reflection of that mirror, on that beautiful face,
you may have thought that you had just caught a glimpse of
a smile.
(To be continued...)
(Please don't be to mean on the reviews, as this is my
first story :) Instead I'd truly appreciate some
constructive criticism.) :P
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