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Be Who You Always Have Been
Chapter 1: The Girl's Staircase
The Christmas Holiday's were almost over and Ron and Hermione were still not talking after she told Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt Harry received for Christmas. Harry and Ron were playing chess and Hermione was up in her dorm. Harry missed Hermione and didn't know why the argument between her and Ron was even happening. Yes, she went to McGonagall, but that was because she was worried that the broom was sent by Sirius Black and would be dangerous. Surely Ron could understand that.
"You really need to apologize to Hermione, Ron. It wasn't even your broom." said Harry.
"You're mad at her too and you haven't apologized." said Ron.
"Actually I'm not. Hermione was worried that I got the broom from Sirius Black and went to McGonagall. I wish she had come to me with her concerns first, but I appreciate that she cares enough about my safety to have done that." said Harry.
"I think I will." said Harry standing up and heading toward the girl's staircase.
"Harry! I meant after we're finished with the game!" said Ron.
Harry ignored Ron's complaint and continued to the girl's staircase and ran up. Their dorm was at the end of the hall on their side so Harry assumed that it would be the same for the third year girls and walked up to the door at the end of the hall and knocked.
"Hermione, I need to speak with you please." said Harry.
Hermione opened the door.
"Harry! How are you up here?" asked Hermione.
"I came up the stairs." said Harry.
"I can see that, Harry, but how did you come up the stairs. Boys can't come up here. If they do the stairs turn into a slide that takes them back down and sets off an alarm. It's been a feature of the castle since it was built. It's in Hogwarts, a History." said Hermione.
"I don't know. Maybe the spell wore off." said Harry.
"I seriously doubt it since it was placed by the founders, but there's an easy way to find out." said Hermione.
Hermione walked down the hall to the top of the stairs followed by Harry and called down.
"Ron, come here!" called Hermione.
Ron got up and started to go up the stairs, but by the time he got to the fifth step an alarm went off and the stairs turned into a slide and he fell and slid back down. A few of the other girls who were there for the holiday's looked to see who tried to get up the stairs.
"What the hell, Hermione?" asked Ron.
"We'll be down to in a bit and I'll explain." said Hermione.
Hermione pulled Harry back down the hall and into her dorm since Lavender and Parvati were at home.
"See what I mean, Harry?" asked Hermione.
"Then why was I able to come up the stairs?" asked Harry.
"I think I know the reason, Harry, but first tell me why you wanted to see me." said Hermione.
"I wanted to apologize for being mad at you about the Firebolt. I know you were only looking out for my safety." said Harry.
"I appreciate the apology, Harry, but you weren't mad at me, Ron was." said Hermione.
"I know, but I just miss you hanging out with us and you know Ron will never say he's sorry so will you please come down?" asked Harry.
"I will, Harry. When we're done talking." said Hermione.
"Oh, yeah, you were going to tell me why you thought I could get up the stairs." said Harry.
"I will, but first let me ask you one simple question. Harry, are you a boy?" asked Hermione.
Harry froze at that question as it brought back memories from his childhood. Memories he had kept hidden for so long. Harry knew the truth, but nobody would ever listen. All the times she went to Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon and told them she was a girl only for them to beat her for her freakishness. Hermione was one of her best friends, but he didn't know if she would understand. It seemed like she would and this was the first time anyone ever asked him that question. Could she tell Hermione the truth and have her understanding and support or would she think I'm a freak like the others.
After what felt like several minutes of thought, but was actually only a few seconds Harry answered.
"No." said Harry.
Hermione needed to sit down and thought that Harry might need to as well so she took his hand and led him to her bed and sat on the edge.
"Ok, Harry, can you tell me why you aren't a boy?" asked Hermione.
"It's just a feeling that I'm not right. I've had this feeling since I was little that everything is wrong about my body. I hate seeing myself when I come out of the shower and that big mirror is there outside. Do you know how hard it is to clean yourself when you can't stand to see or feel what's there?" asked Harry.
"I don't and I'm sorry, Harry." said Hermione.
Hermione saw him cringe at his name and realized this isn't the first time she'd seen him do it.
"You don't like your name do you?" asked Hermione.
"Would you like it, Hermione? Let's go a day of calling you a boy's name and see if you like it. And things are just getting worse, Hermione." said Harry.
"Like what?" asked Hermione.
"Puberty, Hermione. Waking up every morning with it being hard. My voice is also getting lower and it all just reemphasizes to me how wrong it all is." said Harry breaking down crying.
Hermione pulled Harry into a hug.
"I'm so sorry. I wish you didn't have to go through these things. Why did you never tell me or Ron? Or even Professor McGonagall?" asked Hermione.
"I've been hiding this for a long time, Hermione. I couldn't just tell you and Ron and why Professor McGonagall? What good would it be to tell her?" asked Harry.
"Professor McGonagall and Madame Pomfrey for that matter would be able to help you transition if that's what you want. I know the views on transgendered people in the muggle world are bad, but the magical world is more progressive on this subject surprisingly. If you'd gone to either of them they'd have told you that if you fell that your body is wrong then that means your magic thinks your body is wrong and if that happens your magical core can fail and if that happens you would die." said Hermione.
"Is this true, Hermione? Can I really change and be the girl, the woman I'm supposed to be and fall in love and have babies and finally be called what I've wanted to be called my whole life?" asked Harry.
"Yes, to all of that. The baby part is only in the magical world as the muggle world is probably decades away from something like that, but yes you can have everything you need or want, Harry." said Hermione.
Harry cringed again.
"Hermione, will you call me Jasmine?"
Hermione hugged her again and when she released her said,
"It's nice to meet you, Jasmine. I think we should get downstairs and talk to Ron. We've been up here for a while and I think you should tell him too. Also if you want we can go see Professor McGonagall and Madame Pomfrey." said Hermione.
"I'm a little nervous about telling Ron, but I know you're right that I need to tell him. I really do want to go see Professor McGonagall and Madame Pomfrey now that I know they can help." said Jasmine.
Hermione and Jasmine left the dorm and headed downstairs finding Professor McGonagall with Ron looking very stern.
"Mr. Potter! What do you think you're doing going up to the girl's dorms?" asked Professor McGonagall.
With all the emotions from talking to Hermione, Jasmine couldn't stop herself from crying and ran up to her dorm.
Author's note: I've decided to post this story again even though it didn't get a lot of viewers the first time. I'm trying to make the chapters a little longer as they were quite short the first time I posted this. Please review, favorite and follow. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy the story.