0342: missing pieces - Heidy Potter
This author is obsessed with MPreg and other means of turning men into women.
TITLE: missing pieces
PERPETRATOR: pokari
SUE-O-METER:
(awful)
FULL NAME: Heidy Potter
SPECIES: Human/Witch
HAIR: 'her black hair tied in two high ponytail made her looked bunny-like, very contrasted to her pale soft skin'
EYES: 'Her blue eyes looked sad behind her glasses'. But when they aren't behind her glasses they are: 'the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. So green like the colour of the winter leaf.'
MARKINGS: 'if you look her right forearm carefully, you can see a star-like scar in the middle of her wrist'
POSESSIONS: A 'Windy 9', which is apparently a very advanced broom for her age.
ORIGIN: Okay... so in this universe, Harry Potter is Heidy Potter, who lives with her Godfather, Sirius Black, because her parents are dead. Sirius lives with his lover, Severus Snape. And Heidy, at the age of three, goes to Quidditch lessons and is making cute friends with Draco Malfoy, sure to turn to a passionate affair when they're older.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: none detectable, other than there being a character named after Draco Malfoy
SPECIAL ABILITIES: none so far. The summary says she is 'a (greatest) seer', and I'm honestly not sure if that's supposed to be 'seer' or a typo for 'seeker'.
NOTES: The author's note warns, 'slightly AU', which I think ought to win an understatement award. It also says there'll be MPreg later.
SAMPLE:
Missing pieces
Author : IPokari, * : pokkangel@yahoo.com
Rating : PG (I’m not really sure about the rating stuff)
Summary : Heidy Potter (my Harry’s girl version) is a (greatest) seer, Sirius Black is innocence, and Draco Malfoy IS a Malfoy.
Pairings : Heidy/Draco (my favourite), Sirius/Severus, Ron/Hermione
Disclaimer : Wish I’ve thought it first, but you know that JK Rowling, Warner Bross and some other people I don’t even know. Some other thing you never heard before might be mine though.
Warnings : Slightly AU, male pregnancy and find out the rest.
dcbadc
Prologue
~~~~~~~
15 July 1991
It was a nice and beautiful morning, actually when Denis Smith, founder of Splitney Children Quidditch Club stepped into the Quidditch field. But a look at the little girl behind him made him shift uncomfortably. He was in his fiftieth age, still a good flyer. He used to be the Chaser for Ireland National Quidditch Team until he was thirty-two and the thought of getting hit by angry Bludgers was not very appealing.
Splitney Children Quidditch Club was one of the most expensive in England. Mostly rich witches and wizards sent their children there to learn how to fly instead of playing Quidditch. Each child had one instructor and there’s limited children attending. It was odd for child to attend in the middle of the month.
The other children, wearing different colour of Quidditch robe, with their’ instructors were all standing in the ground, waiting for him to introduce the little girl behind him. Each handling a Windy 3, standard broom for children age 4 to 6, only few have Windy 9, which is faster and recommended for children at age 7 to 9.
“Children, today we have a new friend. She will stay for two weeks. Come on, Heidy,” Denis turned to the little girl behind him, “say hello to you new friends.”
Heidy, the little girl, only lifted her head a little to observe the surrounding but then more interested in her new shoes. She was wearing muggle’s clothes, baby blue shorts and t-shirt, her black hair tied in two high ponytail made her looked bunny-like, very contrasted to her pale soft skin. Her blue eyes looked sad behind her glasses. And if you look her right forearm carefully, you can see a star-like scar in the middle of her wrist.
A little boy, looked slightly older than Heidy, eyeing the Windy 9 carried by a teenage, instructor for Heidy, watched her with a new interest in his grey eyes. Wearing an expensive green Quidditch robe, he stood out of the other children.
“Ehm.” Smith voices brought that little boy’s intention back, “Well, her name is Heidy Potter, she’s just three year old, and obviously she is a shy little girl. I hope you all can be friend with her. Well, you may get back to your flying.” With a small smile, Smith drifted back to his office.
Slowly the little boy walked up to Heidy, “Hello, my name is Draco.” Heidy just watch him. “You are supposed to say your name. That’s if you know how to be polite.” Still Heidy just watch him.
“Are you mute, or deaf.” Draco is still trying to get reaction from her.
“Maybe she’s just being stupid.” They turned to see another boy. His black hair is so contrast to Draco’s blonde one.
“He’s Blaise…,” Draco didn’t finish anything he intend to say when he saw Heidy gave a small smile toward Blaise. Blaise had the same height as Draco, his skin was a shade darker, wearing a big smile in his face. He wore a red Quidditch robe, and wearing muggle’s cloth underside.
“Hello,” muttered Heidy so softly they almost lost it.
“You’re flying Windy 9. Wow, you must be a good flyer,” Blaise smiled to her, “Only Drake and I fly Windy 9 here.”
“I’m not so sure..” Heidy looked a little confused, she looked at Draco and almost back away when she saw him giving her a dark scowl.
“Let’s try then. Why don’t we have a race? You, Drake, and me. We don’t have a game today.”
“Well, Blaise, maybe she doesn’t want to. Why don’t we left her alone,” Draco really didn’t like her ignoring him.
“But, she..”
“Ok,” Heidy cut their argue and turned to her instructor to have her broom.
TITLE: missing pieces
PERPETRATOR: pokari
SUE-O-METER:
(awful)
FULL NAME: Heidy Potter
SPECIES: Human/Witch
HAIR: 'her black hair tied in two high ponytail made her looked bunny-like, very contrasted to her pale soft skin'
EYES: 'Her blue eyes looked sad behind her glasses'. But when they aren't behind her glasses they are: 'the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. So green like the colour of the winter leaf.'
MARKINGS: 'if you look her right forearm carefully, you can see a star-like scar in the middle of her wrist'
POSESSIONS: A 'Windy 9', which is apparently a very advanced broom for her age.
ORIGIN: Okay... so in this universe, Harry Potter is Heidy Potter, who lives with her Godfather, Sirius Black, because her parents are dead. Sirius lives with his lover, Severus Snape. And Heidy, at the age of three, goes to Quidditch lessons and is making cute friends with Draco Malfoy, sure to turn to a passionate affair when they're older.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: none detectable, other than there being a character named after Draco Malfoy
SPECIAL ABILITIES: none so far. The summary says she is 'a (greatest) seer', and I'm honestly not sure if that's supposed to be 'seer' or a typo for 'seeker'.
NOTES: The author's note warns, 'slightly AU', which I think ought to win an understatement award. It also says there'll be MPreg later.
SAMPLE:
Missing pieces
Author : IPokari, * : pokkangel@yahoo.com
Rating : PG (I’m not really sure about the rating stuff)
Summary : Heidy Potter (my Harry’s girl version) is a (greatest) seer, Sirius Black is innocence, and Draco Malfoy IS a Malfoy.
Pairings : Heidy/Draco (my favourite), Sirius/Severus, Ron/Hermione
Disclaimer : Wish I’ve thought it first, but you know that JK Rowling, Warner Bross and some other people I don’t even know. Some other thing you never heard before might be mine though.
Warnings : Slightly AU, male pregnancy and find out the rest.
dcbadc
Prologue
~~~~~~~
15 July 1991
It was a nice and beautiful morning, actually when Denis Smith, founder of Splitney Children Quidditch Club stepped into the Quidditch field. But a look at the little girl behind him made him shift uncomfortably. He was in his fiftieth age, still a good flyer. He used to be the Chaser for Ireland National Quidditch Team until he was thirty-two and the thought of getting hit by angry Bludgers was not very appealing.
Splitney Children Quidditch Club was one of the most expensive in England. Mostly rich witches and wizards sent their children there to learn how to fly instead of playing Quidditch. Each child had one instructor and there’s limited children attending. It was odd for child to attend in the middle of the month.
The other children, wearing different colour of Quidditch robe, with their’ instructors were all standing in the ground, waiting for him to introduce the little girl behind him. Each handling a Windy 3, standard broom for children age 4 to 6, only few have Windy 9, which is faster and recommended for children at age 7 to 9.
“Children, today we have a new friend. She will stay for two weeks. Come on, Heidy,” Denis turned to the little girl behind him, “say hello to you new friends.”
Heidy, the little girl, only lifted her head a little to observe the surrounding but then more interested in her new shoes. She was wearing muggle’s clothes, baby blue shorts and t-shirt, her black hair tied in two high ponytail made her looked bunny-like, very contrasted to her pale soft skin. Her blue eyes looked sad behind her glasses. And if you look her right forearm carefully, you can see a star-like scar in the middle of her wrist.
A little boy, looked slightly older than Heidy, eyeing the Windy 9 carried by a teenage, instructor for Heidy, watched her with a new interest in his grey eyes. Wearing an expensive green Quidditch robe, he stood out of the other children.
“Ehm.” Smith voices brought that little boy’s intention back, “Well, her name is Heidy Potter, she’s just three year old, and obviously she is a shy little girl. I hope you all can be friend with her. Well, you may get back to your flying.” With a small smile, Smith drifted back to his office.
Slowly the little boy walked up to Heidy, “Hello, my name is Draco.” Heidy just watch him. “You are supposed to say your name. That’s if you know how to be polite.” Still Heidy just watch him.
“Are you mute, or deaf.” Draco is still trying to get reaction from her.
“Maybe she’s just being stupid.” They turned to see another boy. His black hair is so contrast to Draco’s blonde one.
“He’s Blaise…,” Draco didn’t finish anything he intend to say when he saw Heidy gave a small smile toward Blaise. Blaise had the same height as Draco, his skin was a shade darker, wearing a big smile in his face. He wore a red Quidditch robe, and wearing muggle’s cloth underside.
“Hello,” muttered Heidy so softly they almost lost it.
“You’re flying Windy 9. Wow, you must be a good flyer,” Blaise smiled to her, “Only Drake and I fly Windy 9 here.”
“I’m not so sure..” Heidy looked a little confused, she looked at Draco and almost back away when she saw him giving her a dark scowl.
“Let’s try then. Why don’t we have a race? You, Drake, and me. We don’t have a game today.”
“Well, Blaise, maybe she doesn’t want to. Why don’t we left her alone,” Draco really didn’t like her ignoring him.
“But, she..”
“Ok,” Heidy cut their argue and turned to her instructor to have her broom.