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Chapter One: Reborn

Harry woke up in agony.

His sweat drenched sheets twisted around his ankles as he thrashed about, mouth open in a silent yell. Finally he couldn't hold it in anymore and a bloodcurdling scream erupted from his throat.

He tried to distance himself from the pain and only partially succeeded. In the back of his mind he could still feel his body snapping and buckling, bones and muscles re-routing and moving themselves about to form a new shape. Finally his body slowed and only the occasional twitch and spasm was left.

When he could breathe again Harry slowly sat up and pushed himself to his feet.

Un-noticed by him his now hip-length hair swung against him as he walked over to the small dresser the Dursley's had allowed him to keep. He reached into the drawer and pulled out a cracked mirror, shocked by the image it presented.

His face had become more sculpted, his cheekbones were more pronounced and he no longer looked like a little boy. His nose, thankfully still the same as he happened to quite like the shape, only complimented his sharper features, softened them somehow. It was his eyes that caused the most concern. Still the same shocking emerald, however they were flecked with black and were now a gentle almond shape, carrying thick full lashes, the envy of any girl. His bangs he noticed had also grown and now tapered gently around his face.

Harry set the mirror down and stretched his arms out before him. The t-shirt that had fallen just below the waist of his pants ( Aunt Petunia had miraculously been able to shrink it after Harry had tripped over it one too many times, resulting in a brand new set of dishes needing to be purchased) once more fell to just above his knee.

"What the….." he muttered, " I shrunk?"

Tapping at the window interrupted his moment of self pity and he turned to see Hedwig pecking at the bar covered glass.

"Hey girl," he whispered after raising the glass up, "I thought I told you to stay at Ron's?"

Hedwig hooted gently and stuck her leg out so Harry could remove the letter.

"Stay there for a minute okay?" he asked the snowy owl, before removing a small brown leather bag from underneath the floorboards.

He moved to Hedwig's unoccupied cage and scooped up some owl treats, placing them in the bad and tying it to the owl's foot.

"There ya go girl. Make sure Ron gives you those for me."

Hedwig nipped his fingers affectionately before flying off and leaving Harry alone.

After shutting the window Harry made his way over to his bed, climbing onto it and flipping the letter back and forth in his hands.

Harry Potter: Read Immediately

Was written on the outside of the envelope.

"Weird, "Harry muttered, "Not Ron's writing."

Curiousity peaked he ripped open the letter and began to read.

Harry,

Imagine my surprise when, as I was about to tie this letter to my own eagle owl Hedwig showed up. You have quite an intelligent bird. Now, down to business. What I am about to say will come as a big shock to you, however, soon you will undergo strange changes and I am afraid an explanation will be required.

"Geez, ya think?" Harry grumbled.

I don't know if they have happened yet, but if they have DO NOT BE AFRAID! Your body is simply changing to what it should have looked like from birth. You are, or should I saw WE are, a rare species. A mix of Veela (which you will begin to show signs of), Elf (which is where the long hair, sharp features, and pointed ears comes from), and, believe it or not, Were-panther. I'm sure you have yet to hear of them due in part to imbecilic Defense Professors, however I will be sending a package tomorrow which will contain all the books you will need in order to familiarize yourself with the three different races. There is also a passage on our species, such information is hard to find as we are not well known.

Now that such things have been said I have very important information regarding your parents. I am sorry to say that James Potter and Lily Evans were not your parents. I, am your real father, forced to give you up at a young age. I know this will be hard to believe and will take some getting used to but I am definitely willing to adjust my life to include you, if you are up to doing the same. I would like to know my son. I would like my son to know the "real" me.

Yes Harry, you already know me quite well. I believe I am known as "The Greasy Git" among you and your friends.

Clever name, however, I am quite the opposite.

I believe I will end this now, so as to let you adjust to what you have learnt. Short and straight-forward has always been the proper was to go about thing. I have no doubt that you are sitting there with a dumbfounded look on your face, mouth open as usual.

Expect to hear from me tomorrow as I will send a letter with the promised books.

For the first time in my life I am free to say this……I love you, my son.

Severus Snape

"What the hell!" Harry shouted and, for the first time in his life, fainted.