For as long as he could remember, Ron had always been a boy. The problem was, he had the name and body of a girl. He knew that he wasn't Veronica Weasley, first girl and second youngest of the seven Weasley children. But how could he convince his family and his friends of that when, even when he tried to tell them, always reassured him that he was, in fact, a girl?

On Halloween night, James makes a decision which will change everything. With his life tumbling down around him, James struggles to keep his friends and family safe while at the same time facing impossible questions. Who can he trust if he can't trust his friends? How can he be there for Harry when he feels that somehow he shouldn't be? And why can't he cast a patronus?

'He called me a Mudblood. He's friends with Mulciber and Avery and Malfoy, and they torture people for fun. He's the same as Potter and his friends. I don't like Potter, so I won't like him.' Lily had never liked Potter, so she didn't have a problem hating him. Severus, though…. Severus was supposed to be her friend.