Author: Wasted and Ready

Disclaimer: Not mine, only the plot and a new words.

Warnings: Very sexual situations in the future.

Enjoy!

Feline

Prologue

"Almost there!" Sirius chirped happily. Sirius, Remus, Hermione, Ron and finally Draco bringing up the rear were trekking their way up a rocky mountainside. Trees and other plant life filled their line of vision.

"We better be." Ron panted, his throat burning with the effort to suck in sufficient air at such a high climate.

The group climbed higher, bringing them up over the horizon. A beautiful sight laid itself out in front of them. A waterfall fifty feet tall was cascading down the side of the mountain into small lake. Small woodland animals and butterflies filled the space with life. An eagle flying overhead crowed.

"Here we are. Now all we need to do is run under that waterfall."

"Are you mental?" Ron exclaimed, eyeing the powerful water forcing its way down with many pounds of pressure.

"Oh, come on, Ronald. Don't you want to see Harry? It's been ages!"

"After all his detailed and thoughtful letters, its like we haven't been apart at all." Draco's smooth voice entering the conversation for the first time since the group set off towards Harry's secluded dwelling.

"Yeah, uh, I'm sure you'll hardly recognize him…" Sirius trailed off under Hermione's questioning gaze.

The sound of the rushing water got louder and louder as they approached.

"I'll go first, then." Sirius said and ducked into the flow of water. With a quick smile, Remus followed. Hermione took a deep breath and tightened her ponytail. A determined look in her eye, she thrust herself into the water.

"After you." Draco said politely.

"Right then." Ron wrapped his arms around himself and went in shoulder first.

With a chuckle, Draco calmly walked into the flow.

On the other side, the group found not one of them had a drop of water on them. They had good space to move around. Adjacent to the waterfall was an expanse of solid rock.

"Now what?" Ron questioned, glancing around.

"Now, I tap my wand…," Sirius muttered as he rifled through his cloak pockets, "and say the password!" He finished, flourishing his wand out. He ran his hands over the rock that was flawless as glassy water and finally found the spot where the magic pulsed. He tapped his wand and whispered catnip. The door floated to the front of the rock and settled itself comfortably.

Sirius knocked and slowly opened up the door. "Harry?" He called out. The house was of modest size as it was carved into the mountainside. It strongly reminded Hermione of the Hobbits house in Lord of the Rings.

"There you guys are, I thought you would never get here."

Hermione's gasp was audible as the group turned towards the voice.

…

The gang had settled down in Harry's sitting room, with the fire crackling. Harry fussed around them, pouring tea and serving crumpets. He poured himself a glass of warm milk instead, however.

"How have you all been? Ron, how's Ginny and Molly?" Harry's voice had changed into a deeper, more velvety sound.

"They're fine." Ron squeaked, still staring at Harry.

"Tonks told me to tell you that she sends you kisses and so does Teddy." Remus said, calmly slipping tea. Only Sirius and Remus seemed unfazed by Harry's change. Draco was staring intensely at Harry with fascination and betrayal.

"Um, Harry, so, uh, what exactly happened? To you, I mean." Ron mumbled out.

"Well," Harry started, looking like he was thinking of the perfect words to choose. "During the final battle, I was fighting off a few of the magical creatures. A spider and a vampire or two, I think. Something bit me. At first I thought it might have been a vampire but it didn't feel right. Mostly because it bit me on my wrist, not my neck. Poppy told me she wasn't sure what it was but she healed and all was well… until the first full moon after the battle. That's when I transformed. Into a-"

"Felinoantico." Hermione said faintly.

"Yeah." Harry nodded, turning back to Ron he continued, "Felinoantico is basically like a cat-human. Felinoantico used to be relatively common a few thousand years ago. But in a war between the werewolves, or dog-men as they were called back then, and the cat-humans, felinoantico, half of the cats were massacred in the felicide. The survivors kept a low profile. Most moved to a small island somewhere in the Bermuda triangle. The felinoantico there are still thriving but no one can go there that isn't part cat. It isn't plottable either. Only a small population of feli's live off the island now."

"And they were fighting for Voldemort?"

"A few were, yeah. But most were under the imperious curse. Feli's are generally a peaceful species. Voldemort wanted to use them because not many people are familiar with them so they wouldn't know how to react to them in battle. Also, feli's are good in battle. A lot of curses don't really work on us."

"So, do you only transform during full moons or something?" Ron asked, still a little confused about the whole situation.

"No," Hermione took over, "Harry will always be in this form, its permanent. He won't cycle like Remus does. But once a month he will go into a heat for forty-eight hours."

"A heat?"

"A period of heightened sexual desire," Hermione answered, turning a little pink. "He will feel the intense need to reproduce, or just simply copulate with a mate."

"Is Draco your mate, Harry?" Ron asked, unabashed. He wasn't sure they were at that status since the couple had only been together for a few short months.

"Here's hoping!" Harry smiled. Draco returned it with a cool look.

"Felinoantico don't have mates in the traditional sense of the word. They are with multiple mates in one life time. They liked to sleep around." Hermione said, despite Draco's dark glance. Ron clapped Harry on the back.

"Well, I am sure you are all tired from your journey. Shall I show you to your rooms?" Harry interjected, whisking away everyone's dishes with a flick of his wand. "Ron and Hermione, if you'll follow me…"

…

"Are you mad?"

"Why didn't you tell me? I could have helped you!" Draco angrily burst, finally being able to let his emotions show in the privacy of Harry's bedroom. The bed was floating next to him, 8 feet in the air. Cats really did like high places.

"It was a really confusing time," Harry started defensively. "I didn't know what was happening to my body. I just needed to go through it alone."

"What did you do during your first heat?" Draco asked wearily. In his mind, he pictured Harry going to some sleazy little town and sleeping with anybody who would have him, which was everybody, for forty-eight hours straight.

"I locked myself in my room, and just uh… helped myself." Harry said, blushing a little. Despite the little anger he still had for Harry, Draco couldn't help but he turned on a little by that statement. He finally drunk in every detail of Harry new appearance. His hair was still inky and messy but it now had a more glassy look to it. His eyelashes were beautifully long and curved. His skin was a more of a creamy caramel. His whole body shape had become smaller. A softness had fallen over all his bones, making him look even more lithe and sleek. His eyes are what had changed the most. They were cat eyes, the almond outlined in a black line and inside the iris was a smoky white that had replaced the green. His lips were rosy and supple. He looked absolutely breathtaking.

He was human and still his Harry but there was something defiantly feline in his movements. He was smooth and graceful.

Harry moved a few feet closer and loosely draped his arms around Draco's shoulders.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, baby. I just needed to adjust to it myself first."

"I know, I guess I was just surprised. It was just a shock to see you this way. But I could definitely get used to this." He added as he slipped his arms around Harry's newly narrowed hips.

"Well good, because my next heat starts in three days…"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world." Draco smiled as he hoisted Harry up onto the tall bed.

…

Draco woke warm and content in Harry's plush bed. What had woke him was a small vibration on his chest. He looked down at Harry who was still fast asleep with himself draped over Draco's torso. A low rumbling was coming from him. And then it hit him, Harry was purring.

He started to laugh, he just couldn't help it. He laughed so hard, Harry woke. He looked up at him bewildered.

"What's so funny?"

"I'm… I'm.. dating a cat!" Draco managed to get out before he broke out into another fit.

A smile started to break out over Harry's face as he watched his boyfriend become completely unhinged.

"Oh, shut up." Harry pressed his lips to Draco's, who's laughter was tapering away as he got into the kiss. He had missed Harry so much. He ran his fingers through his smooth locks and Harry slipped his tongue into Draco's mouth. They battled for dominance as the kiss heated up. Harry moved up and straddled Draco's hips and placed butterfly kissed down his neck. Just as he was going lower, they started to hear movements of their other houseguests as they also awoke to start the new day. Harry sighed and moved back up to lay next to Draco again.

"I guess we'll have to save it for my heat."

"Damn. You should tell everyone to leave. For rest of the summer. It would only be a few weeks."

Harry smiled, "We'll have our time together soon enough." He pecked Draco on the lips and added "Let's not get out of bed just yet." And settled back into the crook of Draco's arms.

"Wait," Draco said as something occurred to him. "Am I a bestialist now?"

….

Felinoantico - Felino is latin for cat and antico is Italian for ancient… felinoantico isn't a real myth though, I just made it up for the sake of the story.

Felicide - Killing a cat or cats; cat-slaughter.

Until the next installment… Review please!