Sorry I haven't been able to get on and post this recently but my laptop and all my disks with the stories on were stolen when someone broke into my house and I've been unable to access a computer, let alone one with internet, for ages I've had my friends checking things but as I have said I've been unable to write anything until now, I've finally managed to get myself a new laptop so I'll be back to writing my fanfic additions now sorry for any inconvenience
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter the seventh book would have ended differently and there's be a lot more DracoxHarry
Have you ever wondered what it would be like if a guy had those 'feline' abilities, you know the grace, agility and stealth they will have? Well for this story Harry somehow gets all that and of course, he's paired up with Draco.
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This is in response to a challenge given by ShadowOkamiYokai so I hope you enjoy rated M for safety
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Harry had lived what he thought was a normal life with his Aunt and Uncle, never knowing about the truth of his past or what was to come when he turned eleven, however that was soon to change although not as you think it should, it happened while the family was away on vacation to a large castle out at sea, a storm had been brewing the day before and struck during the night
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It happened on the day before Harry turned eleven, his Uncle, Aunt and Cousin had left him alone in the castle out at sea with no way back and no company except for the regular pounding of the waves upon the stones outside
He knew they hadn't meant to leave him because he'd heard everything while he'd been cooking the dinner he'd offered to cook for them on their last night there before going home, but they had gone when someone had barged in demanding to see Harry, in the kitchen he had heard his Uncle shout demanding what the stranger wanted
The stranger introduced himself as Rubeus Hagrid, Games keeper at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and that he was there to collect Harry, he then must have spotted Dudley because he exclaimed happily and seemed to have convinced himself that Dudley was Harry
He then proudly began to explain in a loud voice how Harry was a wizard, the real Harry had reached the kitchen door by then and was about to open it when he heard the lock click shut, eyes wide he stared at the lock as Hagrid continued, he explained how he had come from a long line of pure-blood wizards the Potters and Evans', here Vernon spoke up
"That is untrue, my wife is not a witch so therefore her parents can't have been pureblood," he questioned but Hagrid just laughed, Harry pressed his ear to the door as he tried to make out was then said next
"Petunia here is a squib, she cannot perform magic herself but her parents were wizards and so was her sister and her sisters husband and so is Harry here. So I'll be taking him with me now to London where we'll get his school supplies and then off to school for him," Hagrid said in a voice that seemed to be smiling
Harry jumped back when he heard his Uncle roar in anger and then the sounds of hurried feet before several shouts were heard along with a deafening roar before suddenly there was just silence
Nervously he knelt and attempted to look through the key hole, only to find it blocked by the key on the opposite side so moving to lay on the floor he looked out from the gap beneath the door only to see that the room was completely bare except for a box on the coffee table
Standing he removed a set of items from his pocket revealing a professional lock-picking kit, a present from his cousin several years ago, he inserted one piece into the door effectively catching the key and with a twist he unlocked the door and replaced the set into his pocket
Gulping he stood and placed a shaking hand on the door knob, twisting it slowly he paused when it squeaked just in case someone was next door, but was only greeted by the sound of a large wave crashing against the side of the house, jumping slightly he opened the door fully to reveal the room where it had occurred
There were several scuff marks upon the floor signalling some kind of struggle, there was also what appeared to be a small mound of green powder in front of the roaring fire, that at first glance seemed to be an emerald green but when Harry blinked it was the normal orange and red colour
Looking round for any other clues he was disappointed to find none so reluctantly re-entered the kitchen and ate what he could of the meal he had cooked before placing the rest into the fridge waiting, then going upstairs he retrieved the covers and blankets from all three beds before returning downstairs and arranging them into a make shift bed on the sofa
He sat staring into the fiery flames before him sadly, a lone tear tracking down his face as he listened to the almost silence of the house he was left in, with a sniffle he looked at the watch on his wrist and noted it was ten past midnight
"Happy Birthday Harry," he whispered to himself before curling up and falling asleep unaware of the golden eyes watching him silently from the windowsill behind him
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The next day Harry awoke to find the fire was out and there was a large puddle in its place, indicating that the waves had risen high enough to fall down the chimney and with a sigh he realised it hadn't been a dream
Standing he moved to the kitchen and decided he may as well finish what he had made the night before, but before he had so much as reached the kitchen door than he was interrupted by a petulant meow from outside where the waves seemed to batter against the house with more fury
Frowning he paused and listened but when he heard nothing he shrugged and moved to take another step forward again only to be once again stopped by a meow from outside, sighing he moved to the window and standing on a chair he looked out and gasped as he spotted a soggy cat clinging almost desperately to the rocks not ten steps away from the door, unable to move due to a piece of rope attached to it's back legs, as it mewled again Harry dropped the plate he was holding and rushed for the door
As he exited the house he was almost thrown back by a great crashing wave landing directly in front of him, but bracing himself he slowly began to take small steps into the storm
As he neared the cat he noted it was a dullish silvery colour most likely due to it being drenched but it had the brightest golden eyes he had ever seen and at that moment in time he saw reflected his own misery, so making his way over the treacherous and slippery rocks he finally reached the cats side upon which it gave another small mewl of displeasure at being soaked
Crouching on all fours he barely had time to react before a large wave crashed down upon him and threw him into the sea, he had never learned how to swim and in the ferocious storm he was quickly overcome
Hours later the body of a young boy with deep ebony hair washed up on the shore, face up in the water but un-breathing, the body remained there untouched until the storm suddenly dissipated and the full moon shone through the clouds above him, making him glow ethereally in it's beams
Waiting in the tree line not far from Harry's dead body was the cat he had tried to rescue, now dry and staring intently at the body resting on the shore as the tide retreated, the cat was obviously and Egyptian Mao cross, it's sleek whitish fur covered with black marking similar to Egyptian hieroglyphics across it's body with deep molten gold eyes that seemed as if they could see right through you
As the tide fully retreated from Harry's form the cat stretched languidly and proceeded to pad over, it slowly circled the body before giving a small leap and landing on his chest, seeming to give a small glare it sunk it's claws into the dead flesh and gave a loud mewl of calling to which several mewls responded from the surrounding area and soon after cats of different breeds and sizes were padding out of the tree line to sit down around the boys pale form
After several seconds one of them began to call out to the Mao on the still chest and soon all the others followed suit, the Mao just sat there regarding them lazily with it's golden eyes before turning it's suddenly intent gaze to the pale face of Harry Potter, moving forward on his chest the Mao moved so it's face was mere inches away from Harry's
With a loud mewl from the surrounding cats the Mao breathed out a could of sparkling silver dust which seeped into Harry through his open mouth, the silver dust spread through his body changing it slightly, but more importantly bringing him back to life
With a large gasp quickly followed by a long series of coughs as his body brought up all the water he had accidently swallowed while in the water, so rolling to his front he rose to his hands and knees as the coughs racked his body, when they supsided he knelt there gasping desperately to refill his oxygen-starved lungs with what they desired his eyes closed
With a small final cough he sat back onto the ground and finally opened his eyes, gasping as his vision cleared, one hand rose to his face finding it void of any form of eyewear, his glasses gone then his eyes focused on his hands realising he was able to see every speck of dirt upon them
/he was brought out of his reverie by a loud squawk from a seagull hovering above him, jumping at the volume of the noise he jerked his head up, eeping in fright when it seemed as if the seagull was mere inches from his face, it's beady eyes seeming to glare at him before he blinked and realised it was at least five metres above him
Panting heavily his eyes moved to the treeline infront of him but was distracted by a small flash of deep blue flitting across the rocks before him, so raising to his hands and feet he crawled with a feline's grace across the stones following the dragonfly that was flitting through the air headlessly unaware of its slatker, pausing slightly he crouched lower before pouncing throught the air and landing directly on the dragonfly now held between his curled fingers
He watched as it sat clamly on the palm of his hands, unfrightened knowing that Harry meant it no harm, he watched it flex it's transparent wings marred with pale blue veins running across the thin fibres before lifting one hand and watching it slowly take off and continue on with its journey
He stayed sat there as the storm subsided, watching the house from which he had been abandoned from afar, learning how to control his sudden hightened vision, as dawn approached he stood and turned to face the opposite direction remembering suddenly that the large man had mentioned something about travelling to London
In the distance, about half a days walk was a small village just waking and turning off their lights and making up his mind he nodded and slowly set off towards the village through the trees, still wet and covered in dirt
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Hope you like thankfully now that I've got a new laptop up and running I'll be able to update this soon with the next installment, again sorry for any inconvienience this has caused and seeya next chapter
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