Hello, once again! It's been a while but here's another one-shot for your reading pleasure. However, this will be part one of a series of one-shots, each of which I'll post individually, not in one story.

You see, I found some random pictures of a gender bent Harry Potter cast and it got me thinking…How would the story have gone if the characters were their opposite genders? I mean, for the most part, I think it would go the same way…

So then I thought what if only some of the characters were gender bent? I think that would changes things up somewhat. So, I thought up the idea of taking certain scenes from Harry Potter and modify them with a semi-gender bent cast. Now, the scenes I post up won't be in chronological order but in order of when I figure out how to change them up. For example, this chapter is about the female Harry meeting female Ron and male Hermione for the first time but the next scene may be the locket scene from Deathly Hallows, which will be somewhat changed since I'm only switching Ron's gender out of all the Weasleys in the story…

That brings up another point. Due to only some characters being gender bent, a few canon pairings will no longer apply here…But I have a different thing in mind. In fact, a bunch of other things will be changed up here…Just consider this an AU with a semi-gender bent cast and some different events.

One more note before we begin. As far as imagining the characters go, check out an artist on deviantArt called CrownCat for female Harry and male Hermione. This artist's did gender bent versions of several characters and I love the designs for "Harriet" and "Hermes", especially "Hermes". However, to imagine the female version of Ron, please check out the drawings done by another deviantArt art, maaria. I absolutely adore how she drew "Ronnie" and that's the look I have in my head.

Disclaimer: I do not own the world of Harry Potter. I'm just a kid who is modifying the world to suit her story.

It was official…Harriet Potter was in a major fix.

How was she in trouble, you ask? Just a few minutes earlier, Harriet, who preferred to be called Harri, was dropped off at the King's Cross train station by her "ever loving" uncle, aunt and cousin and left alone.

Now, child abandonment aside, Harri's family had left the eleven year old with a heavy trunk, her snowy owl, Hedwig, a wand and some coins that were only useful in the wizarding world. She was by herself in a crowded train station with no knowledge of how to find the platform, Nine and Three-Quarters, that would lead to the train that would whisk her away to Hogwarts, where she would be able to learn magic and possibly learn about the family that was stolen from her, not by a car crash, but by a foul wizard named Voldemort.

Harri retied her messy black hair in a ponytail as she tried to figure out what she should do. Readjusting her glasses, she walked up to a guard but got nowhere since she couldn't mention anything about the wizarding world. As the time drew ever closer to eleven, Harri's fear intensified. She nervously tugged at the shirt she wore, which was once Dudley's, trying to keep it from slipping off her shoulders. She reached down and tightened the belt around her waist to keep her pants, also formerly Dudley's, from slipping down too.

What was she going to do? What if the train left without her? Would anyone try to look for her if she didn't show up with the other students at school?

…What if some creep found her before any wizard did? Harri had often overheard the news while doing chores around the house. She had heard of how awful men would snatch scrawny little girls, like herself, in the middle of crowded areas…And what would happen to those girls? They would never be heard from again, they would-

"-packed with Muggles, of course-"

Harri swung around so fast that her ponytail somehow slapped her across the face. As she spit strands of hair out of her mouth, she saw that the speaker was a plump woman who was being followed by a group of kids with flaming red hair and trunks like her own…

…And an owl…

After following them and being unable to figure out how the boys had gotten onto the platform, Harri sucked up her courage and stepped forward.

"Um, excuse me, ma'am," she said softly.

"Oh, hello, dear," the woman said, giving Harri a kind smile that made her feel a little more confident.

"C-could you tell me how to…?" Harri trailed off and pointed at the barrier between Platforms Nine and Ten.

"How to get onto the platform?" the woman said, "This must be your first time at Hogwarts. It's Ronnie's first time too."

The woman pointed over to the girl who stood next to a short girl with long red hair and brown eyes.

This girl, Ronnie, had her red hair in a bob cut and blue eyes. She was rather thin, freckly and, in Harri's opinion, a bit too tall for any eleven year old, let alone an eleven year old girl. She glanced at Harri and gave a quick smile before turning her gaze to the ground.

After hearing the explanation of how to get to the platform, Harri was rather disbelieving. But when she ran at the barrier, she did not crash at all but went straight through…

As Harri stared about with wide green eyes and her mouth wide open, a single thought ran through her head.

I made it…

"Is anyone sitting there? Everywhere else is full."

Harri looked and saw the tall girl, Ronnie, standing outside the compartment. She shook her head and Ronnie took a seat across from her. Harri pretended that she didn't notice the girl's gaze go to her forehead but was aware of the smudge on Ronnie's nose.

"Hey, Ronnie."

Harri and Ronnie looked and saw that the twins who had helped Harri earlier were back.

"Listen, we're going down the middle of the train," one twin said, "Lee Jordan's got a tarantula down there."

"Great," Ronnie mumbled in a tone that suggested otherwise.

"Harri," the other twin said, "Did we introduce ourselves? Fred and George Weasley. And that right there is our sister, little Ronniekins."

"It's Ronnie," she retorted, frowning at the twins.

"Say what you want," the first twin said teasingly, "But you'll always be Ickle Ronniekins to us."

"Get out of here, you trolls!" Ronnie said, getting up and closing the door.

Harri heard the twins laughing uproariously as they walked away. Ronnie blushed, apparently embarrassed by her actions, and sat down quickly, her eyes fixed on the floor. About a minute of silence passed by…

"Are you really Harriet Potter?" Ronnie blurted out.

"It's Harri," she replied after nodding.

"Oh…I thought Fred and George were joking about that…They like rattling me up with stuff like this. Have…Have you really got that-?"

Harri pushed the hair off her forehead to show off the lightning shaped scar, which Ronnie stared at.

"So that's where You-Know-Who-?"

"Yes," Harri said quickly, "But I don't remember a thing about it."

Perhaps there was something in the way Harri said it but Ronnie didn't ask further. To prevent the silence from returning, Harri started asking Ronnie about her family, wanting to learn more about wizards.

"I wish I had three big brothers," Harri told her, "Especially three wizard brothers."

"Five," Ronnie corrected, her shoulders slumping.

Harri waited for Ronnie to continue.

"I'm the sixth in the family to go to Hogwarts. Bill and Charlie left already. Bill was Head Boy and Charlie was captain of the Quidditch team. Percy's a prefect now…Fred and George mess around but they're smart and they can make almost anyone laugh…Everyone expects me to do as well as them but they did it first so it's no big deal…"

Harri saw that this was bothering Ronnie so she tried to change up the topic a bit.

"What about that other girl who was with you?" she asked, "Was she your little sister?"

Harri saw that perhaps that was the wrong way to go because Ronnie seemed to grow even gloomier.

"Yeah, Ginny," she replied, "She's younger than me by a year."

"That must be great, having a sister around," Harri said, hoping to cheer up the girl.

"Ginny's great…She's smart, way smarter than me. She'll probably a lot better than me in school. Mum loves spending time with her. She's the perfect girl…"

Harri was a bit confused about what Ronnie was trying to say but chose not to push it.

"You never really get anything new with a family as big as ours," Ronnie went on, gesturing to her rather worn down clothes, "These used to be Mum's when she was young. It was a surprise that I was a girl when I was born and we were going through…a bit of a rough patch…She tried to fix them up but…And I have her old robes too, along with Charlie's old wand and Percy's old rat."

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a fat gray rat, which she called Scabbers.

Within the hour, Harri and Ronnie had become friends. Harri had told her all about being forced to wear boy hand-me-downs and not getting proper birthday presents, skipping over certain details. Soon, Harri bought all sorts of wizard sweets and shared them with Ronnie.

Who knew candy could help two people to become friends?

After experiencing the wonders of Chocolate Frogs and Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, as well as telling a girl named Nellie that the hadn't seen her toad, Trevor, Ronnie said she wanted to show Harri a spell that George had told her about.

Before she could say a word, their compartment door opened. There stood a boy with bushy brown hair, brown eyes and large front teeth.

"Have you ladies seen a toad?" he asked bossily, "Nellie Longbottom has lost hers."

As Ronnie said that they hadn't, the boy saw the beaten down wand in her hand.

"Oh, are you going to perform magic?" he asked, "Let's see it, then!"

Ronnie was taken aback. She cleared her throat and looked at Scabbers with a mixture of confidence and nervousness, a rather curious mix.

"Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow."

Not a thing happened. Harri saw Ronnie's ears turning dark red as she kept her gaze fixed on Scabbers.

"Are you sure that's a real spell?" asked the boy, looking thoroughly unimpressed, "Well, it's not very good, is it? I've tried a few simple spells just for practice and it's all worked for me. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the very best school of magic there is, I've heard — I've learned all our course books by heart, of course, I just hope it will be enough — I'm Hermes Granger, by the way, who are you?"

Harri and Ronnie were flabbergasted that a person could speak so fast…Especially without taking a breath.

After they introduced themselves and Hermes told Harri about the books she was in, he left the compartment, leaving the girls staring after him.

"He better not be in the same house as me," Ronnie said with a shake of her head.

After talking more about Ronnie's family, the mysterious break-in at Gringotts and Quidditch, which Ronnie insisted was the greatest thing wizards had ever thought up ever, they were interrupted yet again by the compartment door opening.

Harri grimaced as she recognized the smallest of the three boys who entered: the pale boy from Madame Malkin's robe shop.

"Is it true?" he asked, "They're all saying that Harriet Potter is in this compartment. So it's you, is it?"

"Yes," Harri replied, not bothering to correct him on her name. She noted that the boys on either side of the pale boy were large and had a mean look about them, almost like bodyguards.

"Oh, this is Crabbe and Goyle," the boy explained, "And my name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Ronnie covered her mouth with a hand but her snickers could still be heard clearly. Draco Malfoy narrowed his eyes at her.

"Oh, you think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father says all Weasleys have red hair, freckles and more children than they can afford."

Ronnie stood up and glared at him.

"What was that?" she said angrily.

Draco Malfoy smirked, not bothered by her anger, most likely because Crabbe and Goyle were cracking their knuckles threateningly at her.

"Oh, perhaps I was wrong," he sneered as he looked up at Ronnie, "I don't recall the Weasleys having any giant blood in them. Then again, I wouldn't be surprised if the biggest blood traitors in the wizarding world started interbreeding…"

Harri stood up quickly to hold Ronnie back. She didn't want her new friend getting hurt by fighting with people as burly as Crabbe and Goyle.

"You'll find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter," Malfoy continued, extending a hand, "I can help you there."

"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thank you," she said coldly as she glared at him, still keeping Ronnie back.

"I'd be careful if I were you, Potter," a blushing Malfoy warned, "Unless you're a bit politer you'll go the same way as your parents. They didn't know what was good for them, either. You hang around with riffraff like the Weasleys and that Hagrid, and it'll rub off on you."

Harri felt anger growing in her and Ronnie's whole face was turning as red as her hair.

"Come again?" Harri said in a barely even tone.

"Oh, are you going to fight us?" Malfoy said with a laugh, "Two little girls? Oh, my apologies…A little girl and a beanstalk."

Ronnie broke free of Harri's grasp and leapt forward but Goyle let out a cry of pain before she could touch him.

Scabbers hung off of Goyle's finger, biting down hard. After throwing the rat off, the three boys ran out of the compartment. Moments later, Hermes Granger showed up.

"What has been going on here?" he asked as he gazed about the compartment.

"He went back to sleep!" Ronnie cried as she picked up Scabbers, "The nerve of him! Thinks he can have all the fun and just go back to sleep? …You've met Malfoy?"

Harri explained what happened in Diagon Alley, causing Ronnie's face to darken.

"The Malfoy family is a dark bunch," she explained, "Dad said that Malfoy's father didn't need an excuse to go over to You-Know-Who's side. He claimed he was bewitched but-Can I help you?"

Hermes Granger, who had been quietly listening in, jumped at being addressed but quickly regained his composure.

"You two best put on your robes," he said haughtily, "The conductor says we will be arriving shortly. Have you really been fighting? It is most unbecoming of ladies such as yourselves to-"

"Oh, bugger off," Ronnie snapped, shutting the door in a surprised Hermes Granger's face, "Can't believe him…Scabbers was fighting, not us!"

"Well, fine!" Hermes' voice said from outside the compartment, "I only came because I heard such childish behavior…Oh, and you have dirt on your nose, Miss Weasley, did you know that?"

Ronnie put a hand to her face, her ears red once more, as the sound of Hermes' footsteps faded. As the girls dressed, Harri couldn't help but think over everything that happened so far…

Her first year at Hogwarts was definitely going to be something else.

And done! What do you think? Not bad, right? I wanted to make it similar to the original yet different as well.

Harriet is a lot like her male counterpart, though I feel that she is a bit more thoughtful and can figure out the truth a bit quicker than Harry.

Ronnie is fierier than Ron and will be quicker to snap. I know you may be confused but I feel that her position, the first girl after five brothers and having a younger sister who seems like the perfect daughter, makes her insecurities a bit more complex. I'll explore them more in later one-shots. She also is pretty tall for her age, so that will lead to quite some teasing.

Hermes is also a lot like Hermione. However, I wanted Hermes to have an attitude that mixed haughtiness with a gentlemanly air. However, Ronnie tests the limits of his gentleman-like qualities.

I hope you liked this! Please read and review!