'Where were they?'
That thought kept repeating in Harry's head as they looked around the black void they found themselves in. The last thing they remembered was lying down on a stone slab for the ritual—and the next thing they knew, they were in an endless black void.
Sighing, Harry tried to figure out what to do. Should they just sit down and wait, or walk in a random direction? The former sounded like a bad idea—it seemed they were the only one there. The latter sounded better: randomly walking in a direction until they found something. Harry made their decision and started walking, turning their head left and right, scanning for something that could help them get out of the void.
Pretty soon, Harry got tired of their hair always flipping in their face when they turned. Grabbing it, they pulled it from their face and threw it behind them. Pausing, they realized something: Hair = Long. Looking down, Chest = Big. Harry gave a yelp of surprise at that. They had long hair and breasts!
"Holy shit..." Harry mumbled, the feeling of surrealism floating around as they realized that the ritual had worked. It actually worked! Ignoring that it worked for a moment, Harry focused on more important matters—their name. Now that they were clearly a girl, they couldn't keep going by 'Harry,' as that was most definitely a boy's name. Rose was out of the question—they wanted to be in control of what they named themselves. No offense to their blood-adopted parents, though.
They wanted a name that meant something—something dramatic or beautiful. Either would work for them. Suddenly, a book fell onto their head, causing Harry to yelp in shock and fall over.
Rubbing their head, Harry grumbled as they looked at where the book had fallen. It was simple-looking, with a light brown cover and the words, '101 Baby Girl Names with Meanings,' making Harry frown.
"How did—?" Harry stared at it confusedly. The book had come from literally nowhere. 'Wait,' eyes widening, Harry wondered aloud, "Can I have a chair to read?" And with a small bang, a plush, light sea-green chair held up with sturdy light-brown wood appeared in front of them. Harry stared at it, surprised that it had even worked.
Standing up, Harry grabbed the book and moved over to the chair, poking it. Yeah, it was solid. Sitting down, Harry sighed contentedly—this had to be one of the most comfortable chairs they'd ever sat in. Harry was even counting the super comfy chairs they had sat in within the Room of Requirement and the Gryffindor Common Room.
Thinking on it, Harry realized that this room seemed more like the Room of Requirement than not. So maybe they could use it like that until they found a way out.
Opening the book, Harry started looking through it for a name that called out to them, as cheesy as that might seem. After a while, they had narrowed their new name down to around four names. Harry figured they could possibly use one as a second middle name, as they wanted to keep the name Dive to remember who they were, and to remember their parents, both biological and adopted, even if they didn't know anything about the first two.
The first name they found that they liked was 'Khaalida.'
Meaning: Deathless, she who is Immortal
Gender: Girl
Religion: None
Origin: Arabic
Khaalida called out to Harry in a way they couldn't identify. They added it to the list because of this.The second name was 'Kenna.'
Meaning: Born from the flames
Gender: Girl
Religion: Christianity
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Harry Potter and the Secret Inheritance
Fanfiction(My first account got hacked so I needed to make a new one. Reposting my Harry Potter and the Secret Inheritance story here.) After being entered against his will in the Goblet of Fire everyone turns on him thinking that he entered the stupid thing...