Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter or Der Erlkonig. As you can see I changed some things from the original storyline. Enjoy it anyway!

It was a hot, humid July day. Harry's birthday.

Harry Potter had been awake for hours laying in his bed recovering from a nightmare he had the night before. Harry was back in the graveyard only this time Cedric was with him and Voldemort hit him with the Avada Kedavra curse. The sight of Cedric's lifeless face brought Harry screaming back to reality.

As soon as he woke up and shook off images from the terrible dream, he reminded himself that Cedric was still alive. He had never ever entered the graveyard with Harry, though it was a very, very close call. Harry had offered him to take the cup together on the count of three, that it would still be a Hogwarts victory, Cedric agreed but at the very last millisecond backed out. Harry still remembered the shocked look on Cedric's face when Harry was Portkeyed out of there.

When Harry was back at Hogwarts and was allowed visitors, Cedric was the one of the first people to come and see him.

'It just wasn't fair.' Cedric had told Harry when he had asked why he pulled his hand back. 'You had saved me with the dragon, the mermaids, and the labyrinth. If it wasn't for you I would of been dead long ago.'

And he would of been dead if he grabbed that Portkey with Harry. There was no doubt in his mind that Voldemort would have killed him.

Cedric wasn't a pureblood.

"GET UP YOU LAZY USELESS BOY!"

His Aunt's voice jarred him from his memories. Harry glanced at the clock beside his bed.

6:00 a.m. On the Dot.

Harry signed. Couldn't he get a little rest on his birthday?

"GET UP NOW!"

Guess not.

"I'm up!" He groaned out, sliding from his bed. "I'm up!"

Harry quickly washed, got dressed, and headed downstairs to make breakfast. He spent a good half hour cooking for the Dursleys. By the time he was done it was a quarter to seven and he was famished.

As soon as the Dursleys piled in the kitchen, with not so much as a 'Thank you' or a 'Happy Birthday' toward him, Harry made his way up to his room. He didn't feel like being insulted by the Dursleys today and knew from over a decade of living with them that he wasn't even welcome there.

He was eating in his bed with Hedwig snacking on some bacon Harry had gave her beside him when he sudden saw Dudley's massive form in his doorway.

Why the hell didn't Harry just shut the door?

"Didn't see those freaky friends of yours or your godfather last night." Dudley smugly said as Harry glared at him. "They finally ditched you?"

Dudley's words hurt more than he knew. Today was his birthday and no one was here to visit him or spirit him away.

No one. Not Ron and Hermione, not even Sirius although he promised to the day before his birthday.

To top it all off no one was answering any of his questions about Voldemort or what's going on with the Wizarding World. Not even Sirius's letters which shocked Harry the most. And Dumbledore, Dumbledore wasn't answering Harry's letters at all.

Harry felt betrayed and abandoned.

And looking now at Dudley's smirk, Harry felt rage build up inside him like a hurricane.

He was about to explode on him when suddenly the most excruciating agony like he's never felt before spread like wildfire throughout his entire body.

It was a million times worse than the Cruciatus Curse and Harry had plenty of experience on that.

The last thing Harry remembered was Dudley's petrified face, Hedwig's frantic shrieks, and his clock reading 7:00a.m. before darkness overcame him.

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Harry felt like he was in a dark black fog. He couldn't feel anything and he couldn't see anything.

But he could hear some things. Snippets of conversations. He could also recognize their voices.

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"-unnaturalness out of my house!" Uncle Vernon's loud voice.

"Dudley don't touch her!" Aunt Petunia's shrill voice.

"She's pretty." Dudley's voice.

"She's your cousin!" Aunt Petunia's voice again.

"She can't be Harry." Dudley's voice again. "Harry's a boy and he's ugly."

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"-it's all true." Dumbledore's sad voice.

"Oh my God, and You-Know-Who's a-" Mrs. Weasley's voice.

"I'm afraid so." Dumbledore's voice again.

"That poor child." Mrs. Weasley's sad voice.

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"-like all of James has been drained out of hi-her." Remus's voice.

"Harry still has James's…James's…hair!" Sirius's voice.

"Well the color yes." Remus's voice again. "But James had untidy hair that always tended to stick in the back just like Harry's used to. But now he-she has thick, neat hair just like Lily's. Harry is truly her mother's daughter now. Well except her skin tone. She gets that from her grandmother."

" I don't care how much Harry looks like Lily or Victoria now!" Sirius's voice again. "Harry's still James's son at heart!"

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"-believe it. Harry's a…girl now." Ron's shocked voice.

"I can't believe it either." Hermione's awed voice. "An Erlqueen right in front of me."

"Do you, uh, think they could ever change Harry back into a man again permanently this time?" Ron's voice again.

"Of course not Ronald!" Hermione's voice again. "The only spell that can gender change requires two casters, only lasts until the person hits seventeen, and it's suicide! Besides now that Harry's an Erlqueen the spell would be useless on hi-her. And by the time the transformation is done, Harry won't even remember ever being a boy."

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"-Death Eating scumbag out of my house!" Sirius's angry voice.

"Sirius calm down!" Mrs. Weasley's voice. "Do you want to wake up Harry?"

"Oh honestly Black." Snape's voice. "I'm sure Potter as a female looks no different than…"

"There you saw hi-her for your dark master." Sirius's voice again. "Now get out!"

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"-must be returned to the Dursleys." Dumbledore's firm voice.

"But they-" Sirius's voice.

"It is the safest place for her." Dumbledore's voice again. "Harry cannot be at privacy to the Order. It's too dangerous for her and for us."

"Fine." Sirius's voice again. "But I'm going with her!"

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"-all true my lord." Snape's voice.

"Born on the seventh month, the seventh day, the seventh hour. The Erlqueen. Uniting with her when the wheel is finished the Erlking will have eternal power." Voldemort's cold voice. "Cassandra's prophecy."

"But what about the other prophecy my lord?" Snape's voice again.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches, born to those who have thrice defied him, born on the seventh day of the seventh month." Voldemort's voice again. "Is that not what you heard Severus?"

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Harry Potter felt a hand run through her raven locks as she came out of her comatose. The voices faded away as she prepared to wake out of her slumber. It felt like she had been sleeping for days. She could hear a man's sign and recognized the voice.

"Sirius?" Harry said as she opened her vivid green eyes.

Grey eyes stared back at her.

"Sirius!" Harry exclaimed, pulling him into a hug. "I knew you would come!"

Sirius pulled her back by her shoulders and stared at her fiercely.

"Harry who are your dormmates?"

What an incredibly strange thing to say. Harry looked at Sirius with a confused expression on her face. But he looked serious about it so she answered him.

"Well Hermione, Lavender, Parvati, and Fay of course." Her godfather's expression just suddenly fell to absolute sorrow. "Sirius what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Author's Note: I wanted to try my hand at the whole gender change thing. Review if you like (Especially if you fav/story alert)! And if you don't, well don't review!