Hey guys. I'm sorry for being gone so long. At least I'm updating now right? I'm sure you don't want to hear my rambling excuses, so I'll get on with the story.
Disclaimer:
Me: Severus, if you wouldn't mind?
Severus: Phoenix_Malfoy doesn't own Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Marvel, AnimatedJames or anything you recognize.
Me:Thanks Sev! Also, TRIGGER WARNING, there are some rather dark themes in this chapter, and if things like anorexia and people who have trouble with their body image upset you, than this may not be the best chapter for you. I will put a trigger warning before the scene that discusses it as well. I apologise to anyone who has a problem with this, but I need to put something like this into words, as I am going through similar problems. Thanks for sticking through this with me guys.
I wake up early, wanting to visit Hermione in the hospital wing, where she had been stuck for overnight observation by Madame Pomphrey. I quickly get dressed after my shower, not bothering to blow dry my hair, and pull it back into a ponytail, but then I look in the mirror and stop. The pink in my hair has almost completely turned a darker red overnight. I have no clue why this had happened, but I will ask Sev for his opinions later. I decided to stop musing about it when I almost ran into the door to enter the hospital wing, as opposed to opening it. I shake my head to clear it, and entered the hospital wing to an already awake Hermione, who had her ear buds in, a sweatshirt on over the hospital gown, and one of her favorite 'fun reads' books in her lap, Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief.
"What cha listening to Mia?" I ask her after I tap her on the shoulder and she takes an earbud out.
"I'm not okay (I promise) My chemical romance" She responds, and I laugh.
"I should've know, remember when we first discovered that? You ready to go to breakfast or would you rather stay here with Percy?" I ask, nodding toward her book.
"I'm coming, just let me finish this chapter." Mia says without a glance up from her book.
"Annabeth." I say teasingly at her.
"Thalia." she shoots back at me. We look at each other and laugh. She puts a bookmark in her book and I grab her bag full of books as we head down. She scowls at me for that, and I just look at her pointedly and say,
"No strenuous activity. That includes carrying your bag filled to the brim with books." she sticks her tongue out at me, but doesn't object again. She goes into the bathroom to quickly changed into her uniform, and we quickly arrive at The Great Hall, and sit down at the Gryffindor table. I grab scrambled eggs, toast, and a few slices of bacon, as Hermione is pulling her book out to continue reading. We look at each others plates, and say
"Predictable." and then laugh about saying it at the same time, as we've done before. Draco comes in an sits down while we're still laughing.
"What's got you two so riled up this early in the morning?" Draco signed, still looking half asleep as his signs we sluggish, though we could make out what he was saying.
'We called what each other was doing predictable at the same time, because we do the same thing every morning.' Mia explained after she stopped laughing enough to sign.
'Well what do we have first this morning guys?' I ask, and as Mia goes to pull out her schedule, Drago answers.
'Herbology with the 'Puffs. Which means we have Dudley with us.' Draco signs, and I cheer at the prospect of seeing my brother.
*time skip to the end of the day*
As we finished up Potions, Sev having given me a detention for a soiled potion, which everyone knew was because Ron had tossed something in my cauldron when it looked like I might make a perfect potion. Mia had gone to protest, but I shook my head, and she thankfully dropped it. It was then that I noticed the bags under Mia's eyes, and how she was shaking slightly. I grabbed her bag, and she must have been really exhausted, because she didn't even protest. We go to the dorms to change out of our uniforms and Draco and I work on our homework for a bit. Mia goes to the library. She insisted she didn't need us to come, as she only needed to grab a book, however it was over a half hour before she came back. She said she had just looked through the book at the library as opposed to checking it out. As we walked to dinner, I noticed Mia looking increasingly dead on her feet, until she collapsed to the ground unconscious. When I went to try and wake up Mia, I realized just how thin and light she is. With a slight featherweight charm, I could probably take her to the Hospital wing myself. Mia was wearing a long sleeved sweatshirt and jeans even though it was still rather warm out. Thinking she might have overheated, I go to pull her sweatshirt off, but that's when Madame Pomphrey arrives, Draco having run off to get her. Madame Pomphrey tells me to not take the sweatshirt off, and that it was just the magical exhaustion that caused Mia to faint. She then picks Mia up and says
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The Struggles Of Being Sarah Potter, The-Transgender-Girl-Once-Boy-Who-Lived
FanficHarry Potter Hasn't lived at the Dursley's since he was age 5. Harry is transgender. So, Harry became Sarah. But what happens when the Letters come addressed to a Mr. H. Potter?
