A/N: This story is a Harry Potter/Warriors fanfic, but everything from Warriors is explained, so it isn't necessary for one to read Warriors in order to understand this story. Thank you, TootsieXpop24 for being my beta reader!

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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Warriors

The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper. -Eden Phillpotts

Prologue

Wind silently stirred the trees. The lake was calm, waves lapping at the shore monotonically. Stars dotted the sky and hung over the world like peaceful guardians. The forest was quiet.

Moonlight flooded the stone hollow, revealing two cats padding out of a dark cave. The larger of the two, a light brown tabby she-cat, stalked to the edge of the ledge on which the cave entrance was located, while the smaller gray tom rushed to keep up.

'Leafpool, just listen to me!' the tom hissed. The she-cat turned so abruptly, the tom bumped into her nose. 'You've got to let me go! It's the only way-'

'No, Jayfeather!' Leafpool nearly shouted at him. 'There's no way you'll make it alone! You're not going to be able to find your way!' Jayfeather opened his mouth to argue, but Leafpool cut him off. 'Jayfeather, how do you suppose you can do this when you can't see anything?' The tom glared unseeingly up at her.

'Never stopped me before,' he replied quietly. Leafpool groaned and rolled her eyes.

'But Squirrelflight made me promise-'

'I know what she said,' Jayfeather informed her. 'That's why I've got to go. I have to help my mother.' The two looked at each other for a long time.

'Alright,' Leafpool said after a while. 'I guess I have no choice but to let you go,' She licked Jayfeather's ear. 'Be careful,' she said almost inaudibly.


'Don't worry,' Jayfeather smirked slightly. 'I won't let you down.'

The Adventure Begins

The bell tingled as I entered the Magical Menagerie in Diagon Ally. As I walked over the threshold, a wave of sounds struck me. There were so many different animals: owls, cats, rats, toads, and a variety of lizards I could not identify.

'Good afternoon, Miss Potter,' said the man behind the counter. I turned my attention away from the creatures and smiled sweetly.

'Afternoon,' I replied politely. 'Daddy's letting me get a pet for my fourteenth birthday. I think I'd like a cat.'

'Well, if you'd follow me, I'll show you all of our feline friends.' The man led me to another room lined with cages. This room held fifty or so cats, each one a different breed and colour. I looked at each one, searching for the best companion.

'C'mon, Lily!' I heard my dad call from the front door. Sighing, I peered into the last cage. There was a small gray tom inside, curled up in the back corner.

'What about this one?' I asked the store owner. He glanced at the kitten over my shoulder.

'Ah, this one is one of our newest additions,' the man informed me. 'He's a special one, he is. You see, he's blind, yet he has amazing senses of smell, hearing, and direction. Found him out in muggle London all by himself.' I turned back to the little cat, which had picked his head up and was looking at me unseeingly.

'I'll take him,' I said to the shop owner. He looked a little surprised at first, but he went to get me a cage. 'Hello,' I said to the cat. 'My name is Lily Potter. I hope we can be great friends.' The look he gave me was peculiar, almost….human. But I shrugged it off and accepted the cage from the store owner.

Outside, I sought out my dad in the crowd. I found him leaning against the wall of the shop with two rapidly melting ice cream cones.

'Hey, Lils,' He gave me with an ice cream cone and peered into the cage I was holding. 'Hey, he's a good looking cat' I rolled my eyes and led the way back to the Leaky Cauldron. We met my mum, Al, and James there and took the fireplace back to Godric's Hollow.

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Once we were home, I dashed upstairs to my room and dumped everything on my bed. Opening the cat carrier, I coaxed my little gray tom out. He cautiously sniffed the air before stepping onto my light-blue bedspread.

'There you go,' I said to him softly. He blinked at me in the same human-like manner as before and sat, wrapping his tail neatly around his paws. 'Hmm, you need a name,' I told him and he seemed to be listening closely. 'Smokey?' He cocked his head to one side and I decided against that name. 'Storm? No, you're much too small for that. No offence.' He didn't seem to be offended. 'How about Fluffy? We can spell it G-H-L-A-G-H-G-H-E!'

'NO!'

I whipped my head around to face my door, but it was closed. My eyes scanned the room, but we were alone. Finally, my gaze rested on Not-Ghlaghghe. 'Did you say something?' I whispered.

'This is ridiculous!' the cat yowled. 'Ghlaghghe? Were you honestly thinking of calling me that? Because, let me tell you, I won't respond.' I gaped at the creature in front of me. 'What?'

'You-you're talking…' I didn't know what to say. This cat is speaking English to me!

'Yeah, I do that sometimes,' he told me. 'Don't ask me why I'm talking to you, though; I don't normally talk to twolegs.' He froze, eyes wide. 'Great Starclan! I'm talking to a twoleg!' I wondered what a twoleg was, but dismissed the thought as another question arose.

'Well, it's not often you find a talking cat, even in the wizarding world,' I explained. He merely nodded as I continued. 'So, you obviously don't belong here, right?'

'No, I come from a forest far away from here.'

'How did you get here?'

'Walking…'

'When you couldn't see anything?' He nodded conformation. 'What could possibly compel you to do something mental like that?' It was a while before the cat answered, but when he did, he took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

'A few seasons ago, a large group of twolegs came beside the lake. We thought nothing of it; twolegs come and go all the time. These twolegs, however, did not leave. They used huge monsters to clear trees and turned the lake a different colour of brownish green. Cats became sick; Leafpool and I barely managed ourselves, caring for all the others. Finally, four cats, one from each clan, set out for help. They never came back.' He paused for a moment. 'My mother was the representative for Thunderclan.' He hung his head. 'When I left, the whole forest caught the sickness. I was the only one who could do anything. That's why I came here.'

Silence hung over the two of us for a long time. The cat still refused to look up and I thought for a moment that he would cry. I did the only thing I could do; I gathered him up into my arms like my mum used to do when I was little.

'I'm so sorry,' I whispered in his ear. I thought of how hard it must have been for him to trek across the world, blind and alone. 'What's your name?' I asked suddenly.

'Jayfeather.'