Harry Potter and the Gang of Giggling Girls

by Glee-chan

Chapter Thirty-Two

The school year was drawing to a close, and Harry only had two more days of pretending to be Naomi Hanson. While he was sure he was going to miss spending time with Padma and Cho in the Ravenclaw dorm room, the idea of being Harry Potter again out weighed those concerns. It also didn't hurt that returning to his old life would me that his relationship with Cho would become official.

The dorm, like the rest of the school was packing up to return home. Marietta was even more icy towards Cho now more than ever because of the banquet. It had become huge gossip among those in Ravenclaw that Cho was seen kissing Harry at the dance, and Marietta seemed to think Cho had done so to spite her. As for Cho, she told Harry she was through with the whole thing, and she was. She didn't even acknowledge her former best friend anymore.

The day before he would embark on the Hogwarts Express, Harry got a surprise letter from Professor Dumbledore. He had asked Harry to join him in his office, and to bring both Harry Potter's wand and Naomi Hanson's. Finding this an odd request, Harry did as he was told after he finished packing up the last of his belongings.

On entering the Headmaster's office, he found the man coaxing his phoenix Fawkes into shedding tears into a small bowl. The bird was being stubborn, but it seemed that was going along with it. Harry watched the two for a while before he made his presence known.

"Ah, Harry, please take a seat." Dumbledore gestured to one of the arm chairs in front of his desk, and returned to Fawkes. "Did you bring the items I requested?"

"Yes sir." Harry told him, feeling slightly bewildered. He reached into his skirt pocket and pull out both wands and set them on the desk. Then he watched as Dumbledore shook Fawkes perch, trying to get the phoenix to give up another tear. "Sir, what are you doing?"

"It seems my pet is being a bit stubborn today. No matter, I believe I have enough." Dumbledore stepped away from Fawkes's cage and walked over to his desk. He placed the small bowl down that held Fawkes' tears, then reached into a drawer and pulled out another wand. Harry knew that the wand he pulled out wasn't Dumbledore's Elder Wand, it was another. On seeing Harry's eyes fall on it, Dumbledore explained. "This wand right here happened to belong to Tom Riddle."

"What? Voldemort's wand?" Harry looked at it, as Dumbledore pushed it so it was sitting in the stack of wands in front of Harry. "You're giving it to me? Why?"

"I think all will be clear shortly." Dumbledore smiled softly.

Pulling out his own wand with one hand, Dumbledore picked up the small bowl of phoenix tears and covered all three wands with the magical liquid. Before Harry could protest on the waste of such an act, Dumbledore swished his wand in a pattern that Harry knew to be a Transfiguring gesture. Instantly, the three wands intertwined together, as if they were three vines forming one stick. Once it had finished, then end result was that of a single wand with a twisted pattern going up it's shaft.

"What did you do?" Harry looked down at the new wand, knowing the obvious answer for this, but didn't know why Dumbledore would do such a thing.

"I have created a single wand out of the three brothers." Dumbledore explained. Both your old wand and Riddles shared the same pheonix feather core. If I am not mistaken, Naomi Hanson's wand also has a phoenix feather, although not from the same bird." Dumbledore glanced at Fawkes, then returned his gaze to Harry. "Which means with the help of some extraordinary magic, I was able to transfigure your wands into one… a Peverell Wand as it were…"

"Peverell?" Harry blinked, then recalled where he heard the name before. "You made an Elder Wand."

Dumbledore looked delighted. "I must admit, I am surprised you know of such a thing. Could it be that you've read The Tale of Three Brothers?"

"No sir." Harry shook his head. "This is a past-life memory. The wand you're holding right now is the original Elder's Wand."

Dumbledore nodded his head, looking a bit flustered. "Well, I must ask you about how you came to know about the Deathly Hallows at another time. As for now, let's get back to the issue at hand. Yes, I have made you an Elder Wand. It should be quite impossible without an element of the magical core and the real Elder Wand, yet I just so happen to have all the requirements. Go on, test it out."

Harry looked at the wand on the desk, afraid to touch it. "Sir, I saw what the Elder Wand could do. What people would do to have it. Voldemort took it from you and-"

"Ah. And it also seems you know of the curse that comes with this wand of mine." Dumbledore looked at his own wand now. "Yes, since it's a famed wand, many seek to possess it. Greed and lust for power often are associated with this wand's history, as well as deaths. But while this maybe true for the Elder Wand, your Peverell Wand is brand new. No one knows of it's existence except the two of us."

"But why? Why make this for me?"

Dumbledore, once again, looked perplexed. "Harry. May I ask you something? When you defeated Riddle before, didn't you take the Elder Wand for yourself?"

"No sir, I placed it back in your tomb, and was going to allow it's power to break with my natural death. That thing is dangerous."

"I must admit, Harry, I'm rather impressed with you." Dumbledore looked proud. "As for why I made you a wand equal to my own the answer is simple. Tom Riddle might be dead, but Voldemort may very well still be alive. Not in the physical sense, but among his followers. There may come a time when a Death Eater may wish to seek revenge on you for destroying his master, and when that time comes, I would like for you to be welding an unbeatable wand."

"Sir…"

"And," Dumbledore added. "To bring a balance to the power of my own wand. Should either of our wands fall into the wrong hands, then there will be another out there to stop them."

"I understand." Harry said, picking up his new wand. "Sir, if you don't mind, I'd like to call it the Phoenix Wand instead of the Peverell Wand. I think it's sounds less… pretentious."

"Very well." Dumbledore chuckled. "Now then, since this is settled, I'd be very curious to learn what you're plans are for the summer."

"Oh." Harry placed the Phoenix Wand in his pocket, looking at Dumbledore in surprise. "Well I had thought I was going to go home to the Dursley's…"

"Now that Voldemort is no more, I do not see the need to return there, unless you want to." Dumbledore reminded him. " Sirius Black has been cleared of all charges and is being paid reparations for being wrongly imprisoned. Both Remus Lupin and Arthur Weasley have discussed having you stay with them. And if I'm not mistaken, a certain young Ravenclaw even gave you her house key. It would seem you have an abundance of options."

"Err… yeah." Harry smirked slightly, a bit surprised Dumbledore knew about Cho's key. "I think it's time for Sirius and I to start a proper family. Maybe I can get him to move out of horrible house his mother owned and live somewhere in Godric's Hallow."

"I think he'd like that." Dumbledore agreed. "Well then, I'll write Sirius and tell him the good news."

When Harry left Dumbledore's office, he got the sense that he and Dumbledore would never be Teacher-and-Student. Dumbledore was the only one who knew him as a man, and along with seeing Harry destroy Voldemort, he also knew that Harry was a better man. Harry didn't outright tell him, but he knew Dumbledore had figured out that at one time Harry was the keeper of all three Deathly Hallows, thus becoming the master of death, yet had given them up. The older man knew that he could never do such a thing, and there was a since of admiration there.

The train ride leaving Hogwarts was probably one of the best departing trips Harry could remember. He was with Padma and Cho in a compartment, still having to play Naomi Hanson. While he would have liked to of spent the time with Ron and Hermione, Padma and Cho had become very much like family to him that year. But what made this train ride better than any other was that Harry knew that when he stepped into the platform that Vernon Dursley would not be waiting for him.

"Harry." Padma sat next to him, not looking as happy as he felt. "Next year you'll go back to being a boy. I'm really going to miss you."

Cho looked at Padma and raised her eyebrows in a sympathetic way. "Oh Padma…"

"It's going to be completely different." Padma went on before Cho or Harry could calm her down. "It'll be fine for you, Cho. You'll have a boyfriend. But me? My best friend will be gone. You'll go back to hanging out with the Gryffindors."

"I won't forget about you, Padma." Harry reassured her. He had said as much before, but now that this maybe Naomi's last train ride, it all seemed to become real to the girl. "I might not be able to come to your dorm room anymore, but we can still be together. I'll join you at the Ravenclaw table when I can, and both of you can come to the Gryffindor one."

"It won't be the same." Padma repeated. "I can't talk to you like can with Naomi. I know you're really a boy, but that ring…"

"Yeah." Cho nodded a bit. "I guess I get it. I think part of me will miss Naomi too."

Harry looked at them with a exasperated expression. "I don't act that much differently as Naomi."

"Yes, but you can come to the bathroom with us, or sleep in the same bed. It's not weird that way." Padma pointed out. "Plus I can't ever dress you up in my outfits like I did this year."

Harry didn't really know what to say to her. He had allowed himself to do more girly things simply because of the ring. Now he couldn't do that. "I'll tell you what. Next year I'll bring my ring with me. Whenever I get tired of being Harry Potter, I'll just slip it on and find you."

"But everyone thinks you're transferring to America. If they see Naomi walking around, won't it be a problem?"

"It's only the Ravenclaws who'd notice… and if they do, we'll just say I'm visiting."

Cho smiled brightly, reached over, and squeezed Padma's hand. "See, that's not so bad. You can even make Harry a Higginbotham uniform so complete the story."

"That's stupid. Harry would have to change into that every time he wanted to become Naomi." Padma murmured, then blinked. An idea popped in her head. She slapped her own forehead, looked at Naomi's ring, and it seemed she had a brain storm. "Oh wow. Wow!"

"What?" Cho asked.

"Well, that Polyjuice Ring changes Harry's appearance to Naomi right? Well what if I made another ring that transfigured whatever clothes one was wearing into something of my design… say a Higginbotham uniform."

"Do you think you can do that?" Harry wondered if it was possible.

"I can charm outfits temporarily, can't I? I don't see why not!" Padma was looking all the more excited. "I need to do some reading but…. I think all I need to so is-"

"I think we've lost her." Cho giggled. "Looks like she's got a project to work on during the summer."

Padma waved her away, and reached into her carry-on bag and started scribbling down notes. She would be lost to them for the rest of the trip. So Harry stood up, walked over, and sat down next to Cho's seat. She smiled sweetly at him and inlaced her fingers into his. He could tell she wanted to kiss him, but was holding off on that. He couldn't blame her. He still was a small blonde girl at the moment.

"Will it really be okay if I come over and visit over the summer?" Cho asked, in a soft voice.

"Sure. That is if you don't mind being alone in a house holding two former prisoners of Azkaban."

"Oh, that's right. I keep forgetting your Godfather is Sirius Black." Cho looked a bit frightened. "He's not… you know… dangerous, is he?"

"Not really." Harry said, but saw Cho didn't looked convinced. "He's a bit like Professor Lupin, only a bit more of a jokester. He can get grouchy, but only if he's coped up for long periods of times. But I don't think that's an issue now."

"Okay." Cho smiled meekly. "You can come over to my house too, you know."

"I will."

"Promise?" Cho gave him a hopeful look.

"I said I would." Harry laughed at her.

"Good. I want you to meet my parents."

With that nightmare looming in the back of his mind, the train came to a stop. It was time to say goodbye to the two Ravenclaw girls. Padma gave him the longest hug in existence, then quickly grabbed her trunk and ran off before she cried. Harry couldn't blame her, it really was like saying goodbye to a close from. As for Cho, she closed the blinds to the compartment and locked the door. With a small mischievous look on her face, she leaned forward and gave him a soft quick kiss. When she pulled away, her face was burning red.

"I'll give you a better kiss once you loose the boobs." Cho whispered.

After he helped pull her trunk off the rack, the two of them departed the train together. She gave him a long wave goodbye, then jogged over towards an older Chinese man. He watched her go, feeling his heart race from the small kiss she gave him. Then he looked around. He couldn't see Sirius anywhere. When a big black dog came bounding up to him, Harry knew the reason. Sirius was also a minor celebrity now, due to being wrongly accused.

So Harry pet Sirius on the top of the head, took his trunk, and the two left Platform 9 and 3/4 together. The blonde girl and her dog. Sirius wagged his tail excitedly, and Harry couldn't help but feel just as excited as his Godfather looked. This really was the start of a new life for him. It all seemed final now. From this point on, his life could continue the right way. No life of bitter agony as he watched his wife cheat on him for four years. No one he loved would die due to Death Eaters. He had two years of normal school life to look forward too. He had a new caring girlfriend. And best of all, Voldemort was gone for good. All was well.

The End.