Crossdressing
Vernon thought for a moment. “I,” he paused and looked at his nephew. ‘Should I?’ he asked himself. ‘Would it make him happy? Ah, to hell with it.’ “Sure, as long as it looks nice on him,” he said, surprising his wife. She at least thought it would take some persuasion to let Harry wear what he wants.
“Thank you, dear! You won’t regret it.” Petunia reassured him. She took Harry’s hand in hers again and brought him to the girl's section. “So,” she started, “what did you want Harry?”
Instead of answering, Haruki dragged her over to the dresses. On the way there they passed skirts that caught his eye and he walked to them instead. ‘It better to put on and take off anyway, might as well start with them’ Haruki thought. Petunia let him lead her to the aisle and smiled as he looked around. She had always wanted a daughter but if this is all she can get, she’ll settle for it. Haruki led her to a cute white tennis skirt, picked it up, and went to a different aisle to pick up a pretty yellow blouse. “I like this,” he said shyly.
Petunia picked it from his hands and carried it to her husband to check out. When she was about to start walking, she felt a hand tug on her dress. She saw her nephew holding a pair of shoes that were white and black and cute yellow and white polka dot socks. “Can I get this as well?” He asked. Petunia nodded her head at him and led him to the cashier. They paid for their stuff and went home.
When the family had gotten to their house, Harry immediately ran to his room with his newly bought clothes and tried them on. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He liked the way he looked. Outside of the window, it was dark so he decided to put on his pj’s, brush his teeth and go to bed.
Back to the present
Haruki was excited. The outfit that he had bought was finally going to be put to good use. Today was picture day and they said to dress in whatever you want. When Haruki and Dudley arrived in their shared classroom, they were matching with the colour yellow, except Harry was wearing his yellow blouse and white skirt while Dudley was wearing a yellow button-up and white trousers. Unlike before, the man (and one of the boys) of the Dursley house were working to be more healthy. Back to the present, picture day went well with the pictures. Sure people stared at the duo, but no one said anything about it, thinking they were too cute to bring it up.
5 years later
Haruki is now 10 years old and is currently going through the process of changing his name back to Haruki and not Harry. They had actually changed it in time for the school year. Harry had changed it for one reason and one reason only. Lilianith Shiroiya. Also known as his mother. He had a dream exactly on his 10th birthday. He found out she was a witch and a pureblood at that since she was adopted by muggles when her parents died in the first war, his last name wasn’t Potter, it was just leverage for Dumbledore. His father was killed a year before his mother, and his father was a very powerful pureblood wizard. He went to his uncle and aunt to change his first and last name. After that, he told them the full story of what he had learned. Petunia was ecstatic because James wasn’t his father. She always thought that he was a brat. Now that she realised that he wasn’t the son of James, Haruki made a big decision. He let go of the spell that would make them love him, and was surprised when nothing actually changed though. They still treated him like their own.
“Haruki!” Dudley yelled into his cousins’ room. “Look at what grade I got!” Dudley ran into the room and showed a test paper to Haruki. They had started 5th grade and had a test the previous week.
Haruki took the test paper and saw that there was an 82% on the paper. “Good job Dudley,” Haruki said, letting a small smile appear on his ethereal features. Dudley smiled at the praise. It was deserved since he worked so hard to get a good grade.
“Thanks, Haruki!” Dudley said. He took his paper back from his cousin, ran down the stairs, and showed his parents his grade.
Haruki was in his room, working on something. It was shaped like a stick that you would see on a tree. It was actually a wand. He stood up, went to the door, locked it, and closed the windows in his room before returning to his desk. He looked at the wand. “It took a long time to find you. I had to rip you from your owner, you know.” He spoke as if the wand could hear him, and it did. It thrummed in happiness and power. The power behind the elder wand.
“How do I merge with you? I already have your brother, the cloak. Now I just need you and the stone. Maybe…” he trailed off.
The room went dark. Something separated from Haruki. It was gold, tendril-like things while Haruki's eyes glowed a dark green. He made the tendrils latch onto the wand, and summoned them back to his body, successfully merging with the wand. His eyes glowed a slight yellow and then went back to normal.
“2 down, 1 more to go then.” He said, both of his eyes encircled by yellow and blue. They went back to normal a few seconds later. Then he heard a knock on the door.
He turned around, went to the door, and went downstairs to eat dinner with his family.
“Hey Haruki dear, what took you so long to come down?” Petunia asked.
“Nothing Aunt Petunia, I was just experimenting with something. Nothing to worry about.” Haruki said, a cool expression on his face.
“Alright then, if you say so.” Petunia said, unsuspecting of her nephew.
Haruki evaded suspicion once again.