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Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the world of Harry Potter and no money is being made from this.

Summery: Harry's friends abandon him and he goes through a lot of changes, his life changes forever but it is for better or worse. (I know this summery sucks!)

Harry potter sat on his bed staring out of his window watching as a sheet of rain covered everything in view, he had been staying with his family at number 4 Privet Drive all summer and now there was only one week left before the start of the new school year. He couldn't wait to go back to Hogwarts and be with his friends, the thought of Hogwarts made him smile but the thought of his friends quickly wiped it from his face, he hadn't heard from his friends Ron and Hermione since the train ride back from school, every letter he had sent them had come back unopened except the last one which had returned with a note from Ron:

Potter

Stop writing to me! Haven't you got the message yet I don't want anything to do with you so stop trying to contact me and the same goes for Hermione we are no longer your friends and we wish we never were.

Ron Weasley.

That had been two weeks ago and Harry had tried writing to Professor Dumbledoor asking if he knew what was going on but he had only received a note saying that everything would be explained when he returned to school in September.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes still not used to being glasses free, after his 17th birthday his body had started to change, first had been his eye sight they had been stinging all throughout the day but the next morning he realized that he could see everything perfectly without them. His hair had also changed it had grown to his shoulders over a three day period and was perfectly straight and nothing like his usually mop of fly away hair.

His face had lost all of the baby fat that made him look younger than his 17 years, his cheekbones were more defined and higher on his face but the most noticeable change had to be that his body over all had lost its short skinny look and instead he had grown to an impressive 6ft 2 inches and he had gained muscles everywhere, he had an rippling six pack which he never thought he would have in his wildest dreams and just one look at him would prove that he had muscles all over his body and in all the right places.

It had been quite a shock when Harry had first looked in the mirror after the changes had stopped, at first he thought that he was seeing things and washed his face twice before he believed it was himself he was seeing. Now he had grown use to his new look and was rather proud of it even though he had no idea how it had happened.

As Harry continued to stare out of the window he thought about what he wanted to do for his last week of freedom before returning to school, his relatives had pretty much left him alone since his birthday, the reason for this was that when his aunt Petunia had told him to clean the breakfast dishes he had pulled out his wand making the Dursleys flinch at the sight, he had aimed at the sink full of dirty dishes and said in a very confident voice 'Scorgify' and with a flash all the dishes were clean and on the side board waiting to be put away. Once they realized that there would be no punishment for his use of magic they had been to scared of him to even talk to him unless they really needed to.

He decided that he would go shopping the next day to buy some new clothes to go with his new look, he moved to look into his full body mirror on the door of his wardrobe 'hmm, I think I'd look good in tight clothes and maybe some leather', after deciding what clothes he was going to look for the next day he checked the time and was startled to notice that it was 1.32am and new that if he was going up at a reasonable time later that morning then he'd better get to bed.

Harry woke to sunlight streaming through his bedroom window; he groaned and rolled over hiding his head beneath his pillow. His eyes snapped open and a smile spread across his face as he remembered that he was going shopping for a new image today, Harry jumped out of bed and got ready for the day.

Harry wandered around muggle London peering into shops as he passed them, he had no idea where to start with his transformation, he watched as a boy around his age entered a hair salon and a thought struck him 'what better way to start than finally getting my hair to look half decent' with that thought Harry entered the salon to see that it was nearly empty and from looking at the examples of hairstyles adorning the walls, most of them were brightly colored Mohawks and bright pink dreadlocks. He was tempted to go straight back out the door but before he had a chance to move a cheerful woman who looked to be in her mid thirties stood in front of him asking what kind of treatment he was interested in.

"Um, I was just looking for a change, but nothing really as drastic as that" Harry responded pointed at the young man who he had seen enter the shop who was having florissant orange streaks added to his already bright blue hair. As the woman turned back to Harry she gave him a smile.

"Well then I'll hand you over to Laura, she doesn't like the bright colors either" she turned and waved over a young woman who seemed to be in her early twenties, she had long brown hair with subtle red highlights that reached her waist she had a friendly face and Harry felt immediately at ease in her presence.

Laura led him to the back of the room where he sat down and looked at her in the mirror opposite,

"Hi I'm Laura" she told Harry as she ran her fingers through his hair.

"I'm Harry" he responded as he watched her curiously, she saw his expression and gave him a bright smile

"I'm just checking the state of your hair and I must say that for a man you have very nice hair, it seems like I wont have to put any treatments on it before I start working with it. So what would you like done?"

"I'm not quite sure" Harry ran a hand through his hair as he thought about how he wished his hair would look. Laura interrupted his musings by pulling his hair back away from his face,

"Have you ever considered a short spiky cut? You could even have some highlights put in or have the tips dyed a certain colour" Harry thought about it and decided that it would be a good idea as it would be easy to change and easy to look after.

"Sure why not, anything is better than this"

Harry left the salon sporting his new hair cut which consisted of short spikes with dark green tips which Laura said complimented his eyes. He was very happy with his new style and now he just had to find the clothes to go with it.