Snow Harrie 3/6
Title: Snow Harrie 3/6
Author: Eriador117
Team:Snitch
Genre(s): Literary/Historical, Crossdressing/Genderbender
Prompt(s):Secrets and Lies
Rating/Warnings/Kinks: AU, sexual situations, crossdressing, genderbending, slash and het sex.
Word Count: approx. 16,600
Summary: Lily has always wanted a baby girl with hair as black as ebony, skin as white as snow and lips as red as blood...
Author Notes/Disclaimers/Betas Loosely based on Snow White with a side order of inspiration from The Bone Doll's Twin by Lynn Flewelling. JK Rowling owns the Potterverse, I just play in it from time to time.
Beta'd by Rakina, thanks so much! Lots of thanks to team_snitch for all their help in wrangling this bunny to something manageable and special thanks to our fearless leader, Joanwilder/Raewhit.



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Snow Harrie Part 3

Part Three

Severus awoke to sunlight streaming through the cracks of the window shutters and a feeling of languidness throughout his whole body. While his preference was indeed for the male form, he had been with women before. But they had been vastly more experienced than Harrie. Severus had worried that he would have been unable to deal well with trying to deflower a frightened virgin. Harrie may have been inexperienced, but she certainly hadn't been frightened and had welcomed all of their lovemaking with an innocent passion that had spurred Severus' own passion to even greater heights. He smiled in the warm sunlight and turned to her, but the bed was empty of his bride.

Severus heard a whimper coming from the corner of the room. He sat up and saw Harry tucked in the corner between the wall and a clothes chest. Harrie's hands were at her groin and she let out another small whimper, as if she was trying not to let Severus hear her.

Severus felt as if he'd been doused in a barrel of cold water. Had he been so far gone in his pleasure last night that he had hurt her without meaning to? Severus climbed down from the bed, wrapping his bed robe over his naked form as he did so. He knelt down beside Harrie and took her in his arms, but that only served to distress her further.

"Don't look! Don't look!" Harry pleaded; her voice high and panic-stricken.

"Harrie, did I hurt you last night?"

"No, Severus," Harrie said. "It isn't that. I'm not hurt."

"What is it then?"

"I don't know how to tell you. You'll hate me!" Harry sobbed, resting her head on Severus' shoulder.

"Please tell me, Harrie. Nothing you can say is going to make me think any less of you. We're married now; we will take care of things together."

"I'm a freak!" Harry yanked up the sheet that she'd been hiding under.

Severus gasped in surprise as he stared and stared at Harrie's groin and the quiescent cock sitting on dark curls. "Harrie, you're a boy." Had Severus imagined he'd made love to a woman last night?

"What's happening to me?" Harrie wailed in distress and Severus realised that, no, he hadn't imagined it. Harrie had been a woman last night and was a man this morning. There was only one explanation: magic of some sort had to be involved, but what sort and why? What did anyone hope to gain by turning Harrie into a boy?

"Wait here, Harrie, while I go and fetch Remus."

"But my ladies, they'll be coming for the sheet and to bathe me," Harrie protested. "They'll see!"

The sheet wasn't a problem, the proof of Harrie's virginity lay on the linen in crimson spots, but bathing Harrie was another matter. Until they found out what was going on, it was best no one knew what had happened to her. "We'll bathe each other this morning, we are newlyweds after all," said Severus, smiling encouragingly at her. At him? Which was Harrie's true sex? "No one will begrudge us that."

Severus would have quite liked to linger and take his time exploring Harrie's new male body, but knew they needed to see Remus as soon as possible so their wash was quick and perfunctory. During the night, fresh clothes had been laid out in the clothes chest in their bedchamber so as soon as they dried off, they got dressed again. Harrie sat on the edge of the bed, Severus behind him as he braided Harrie's long hair and placed the veil over his head. Now that they were married, only Severus would be seeing Harrie's hair uncovered and unbound.

"Will you seek an annulment?" Harrie asked, biting his bottom lip. Severus kissed the top of his head.

"No, my Harrie. I promised to love you always, did I not?"

"But that was when you thought I was a girl, wasn't it?"

Severus debated whether or not to tell Harrie the truth, but in the end he knew it would be best. After all, Harrie had trusted him with this development, when he could have pretended for a bit more, claiming headaches or womanly troubles if Severus tried to initiate intimacies again.

"Harrie, do you know that some men form attachments to other men? And live with them like men do with their wives?"

"I do. Neville, one of the castle guards, has a sweetheart who is a man. That was the only reason Mama let me stay with him unchaperoned, she knew nothing would happen with Neville. Oh, so does that mean you prefer men? You want me to stay like this?"

"What do you want to do, Harrie? Which would you prefer to be?" For Severus would not force Harrie into something he didn't want.

"I – I don't know," Harrie admitted just as there was a knock on the door. Severus kissed Harrie's head again before going to open it. Harrie's two ladies, Lady Hermione and Lady Luna were there and beside them stood Remus, with a broad grin on his face. Hermione and Luna waited while Harrie got off the bed and they saw the bloodied sheet. They gathered it up without a word and as they left Remus made to leave with them.

"Remus, a word if you please," said Severus as the two women bowed and hurried off. Remus looked curiously at both of them. Harrie sank down on the bed again, looking even paler than the snow she was named after. "Bolt the door."

Remus did so and folded his arms over his chest, waiting for Severus' explanation. When none was forthcoming, he launched into one of his own. "It wasn't consummated?" he asked at last.

"Yes, it was," Severus replied. "That wasn't what we needed to talk to you about. Harrie, promise me this will stay between us. That you will not betray Remus’ secret.”

“I promise,” said Harry.

“We need your skill, Remus."

"Sorcery is not tolerated in this land," Remus said carefully.

"Whether it is tolerated or not, someone has cast a curse on Harrie. Can you detect what it is?"

Harrie nodded. "I don't care if he is a sorcerer; I just want to know what is happening to me."

Remus stood beside Harrie and waved his hands over Harrie's form, his forehead puckering in concentration. "I can't detect any curse, not now."

"But there was something?"

"Yes, but the curse's magic has faded. Harrie is no longer under any curse. Whatever the curse was, it's been broken."

"Thank you, Remus. We will be down to break our fast presently."

Remus bowed and left the room; as soon as he did so, Severus bolted the door again.

"Oh God!" Harrie moaned holding his head in his hands. "So this is me? I really am a boy?"

"It looks that way," Severus said.

"But why would someone pretend I was a girl all these years? And use magic to make me look like one? Magic has been banned here for centuries!"

"I don't know, Harrie. But until we find out, perhaps it would be best if you still pretended you were a girl."

"Still wear gowns you mean? I was never much into all the other girly things," Harrie said softly. "And maybe now we know why. I never was a girl. Who am I? What am I?"

Severus embraced him and kissed Harrie soundly on the mouth. "You're Harrie. My Harrie."

***

Breakfast over; preparations for the hunt were well underway. Lily decided to use Sirius; Harrie trusted him and would suspect nothing if her godfather led her off to the forest alone. Making up some excuse about a lost hunting horn, Lily led Sirius to the room with the mirror. Sirius was too surprised to do anything but stare as the mirror cast a spell on him.

Imperio! You will listen to Lily, you will obey her instructions.

"Yes," Sirius replied, his dark eyes blank. "I must obey Lily."

"You must find a way to get Harrie alone during the hunt. You will take Harrie deep into the woods and you will kill her. Bring me proof. Bring me Harrie's heart."
Sirius nodded. "I understand and obey, my Queen."

***

"Sirius, shouldn't we be getting back to the others by now?" Harrie was getting rather worried. They'd been hunting the deer Sirius had said he'd seen for hours now and it was starting to get dark. Already twilight was deepening the shadows of the forest and Harrie just wanted to get back to Severus and safety. Sirius was acting odd; he kept jumping at the smallest noises and Harrie knew her godfather, his godfather was not a nervous man. He looked odd too – his hair was matted with sweat and his eyes darted about, looking anywhere but at Harrie. Did Sirius know the truth? Was that why he was acting so odd?

"Harrie, I can't fight it anymore! You must run! Flee!"

"What?"

"There is danger for you at the castle, you must run and hide!"

"Hide?" Harrie asked, not understanding. "Hide where?"

"Anywhere she can't find you! She wants you dead!"

"Who?"

"The queen."

"My mother?"

"She's insane, Harrie, but she means to do it! You must flee before the spell compels me to kill you." Sirius raised his hunting knife high above his head. Harrie screamed just as a doe darted between the trees and Sirius threw his knife at the deer. The doe fell to the ground with a soft thump and Harrie jumped from his horse.

"I'll tell them you've died," Sirius said, still with that strange glint in his eye. "I'll bring back the deer's heart as proof."

"But I can't leave Severus!"

"You must. You must forget everything about your old life if you want to live. Now, run! I can't stay my hand for much longer!" Sirius removed his bow and nocked an arrow to the string, aiming for Harrie's heart. Harrie had no choice, not if he wanted to live. And the desire to live was strong, even if it was in a body he had never known before. The arrow missed and thudded into a tree trunk close to his head.

Harrie ran and ran, branches of trees taking on the form of skeletal fingers as he dashed by them. Animals scurried to and fro through the bracken; owls and other night birds were already calling and his heart broke anew remembering the little owl he'd rescued only yesterday.

He had no food or water, what was he going to do? Harrie could forage in the forest for some wild berries, but he had no weapon for hunting, his bow was still on the back of his horse. No doubt Sirius would make up some story that Harrie had been thrown from it and died. Severus would know it was a lie, wouldn't he? His friend Remus would know, maybe he could use magic to find Harrie?

Harrie ran until his lungs and legs gave out; then he fell to the forest floor; his vision turning black and red.


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