Chapter One

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It is said that when a wizard is strong enough they will merge with their animal self. Every wizard has an animagus form while only the stronger wizards can actually turn into their animal form. When one becomes so strong in their power, they will merge together with their animal form and become one of two. A werewolf is often placed under this category, while doing so is incorrect. While in their human state they will have the sense of their wolf side. And only on the full moon does their wolf side come out but the human does not have any control anymore. That is why they are not considered a merged being.

There have only been two accounted for wizards who have merged. While Merlin was one of them, so was Karspa. Merlin's animal was that of an owl which is why he seemed to see everything and was so wise. The wizard Karspa was different however. His animal was a dragon, a magical creature. This was why he was so powerful, for he had all the abilities of hid magical creature…

Harry sat up in his bed yawning. Sure this sounded interesting, but he was just too tired. He had tried to sleep but he was haunted by the events that had happened at the Department of Mysteries. He still couldn't believe Sirius was gone, but he knew he could not wallow in self-pity. Sirius was gone but Harry was going to get revenge. Whoever said 'revenge is sweet' was now one of Harry's best friends.

Harry yawned again. He looked over at his clock. 11:40 pm. Another 20 minutes and Harry would be sixteen. Legally an adult in the muggle world. Technically, the Dursley's could throw him out now. Though Harry knew they were scared of the Order, something told that something like that wasn't even going to stop them.

Harry slowly got off his bed where he'd been reading his History o Magic textbook. Harry walked over to his window hoping to see Hedwig and his friend's owls. He knew last year he had been selfish to automatically think that his friends would come for him. Voldemort had just risen again and everyone was trying to do something to help and then he was all mad because they wouldn't think about him. Man I was such a jerk last summer, he thought.

In the distance, Harry could make out three owls coming toward him. He stepped away from the window and let the owls come in. The three owls came in. One of the three owls was Hedwig, another was a school owl and the last was a familiar owl but Harry didn't know where from.

Harry first took the letter away from the school owl and gave it a drink of water, then let it fly away. The letter was the normal information for the upcoming year though there was another letter with it.

Dear Harry,

Happy Birthday, my boy. I decided to write this letter since I feel as though we were not on the best of terms when you left school this year. I am sorry I kept such a big secret from you Harry but you must realize that it needed to be done. Also I am afraid that because of the events at the end of the school year, we've had to change safe houses so you will, unfortunately, not be able to leave your home this year and I also suggest you do not go outside at all. And if you are ever in need of help, someone will always be right there to watch and help you.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Harry carefully re-read the letter before crunching it up in his hand. He understood some of the letter but still, he felt betrayed that no one trusted him enough for him to not be baby-sat by an Order member.

Harry sighted, feeling somewhat depressed and tired but he knew not why. Well he knew why he was tired; it was 11:50 at night. Finally Harry decided to read the unknown owl's letter. He took the letter and the owl took off so Harry opened the letter and looked at the signature to see whom it was from. It was from Remus.

Dear Harry,

Happy 16th Birthday. I'm sorry I've never sent a birthday card before but I just felt we didn't know each other that well. But now we need each other more then ever. I know that you miss Sirius, as do I, but I will not tell you to cheer for I know you will not wallow in self-pity. And for that, Sirius would be proud of you, as I am.

I would also like to apologize, Harry, for I was not able to convince the Order to let the guard off at least once in awhile (hey I still want you to be safe). I would have thought they would have learned their lesson with what happened to Sirius. For that I am sorry.

Well, happy birthday Harry. And try to have some fun. Being sixteen is one of the best years and it only happens once.

Sincerely,

Remus.

Harry smiled. That's what he liked about Remus. He knew exactly what to say and how Harry wanted to be treated. Like a normal person and not some little kid who couldn't take care of himself.

Harry turned to Hedwig. She also had a letter. Harry picked up his owl and she hopped onto his left wrist. Harry untied the letter and placed it on his bed as he took Hedwig over to her cage. He gently placed her inside and stroked her white feathers in gratitude for the letter. Hedwig hooted softly as if she understood what he meant. Harry smiled and went and sat on his bed.

He slowly opened his letter and was surprised by who had sent him the letter. It was from Ginny.

Harry glanced at the clock. 11:59 pm. Crap! He wanted to read Ginny's letter right away, but he had somewhat of a tradition of counting down the seconds till his birthday.

Finally there were only ten seconds left.

Nine, eight, seven…

Harry wondered what the new year would bring…

Six, five, four…

Would he finally get a break from Voldemort, or was it the Order who he wanted a break from…

Three, two, one… it was July 31st and Harry felt excruciating pain along his back before he blacked out.

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Eyelids slowly opened and emerald green eyes slowly focused. He was still in his room at the Dursley's house. Emerald eyes turned to the clock, 8:00 am. It was the morning of his birthday. He was officially sixteen.

He moved to get off the floor where he was lying and found as soon as he moved, his back was in pain. Stubbornly, he protested against the pain and slowly stood up, wincing long the way. He walked over to his full size mirror and gasped at his reflection.

He was slightly taller then his normal height though he was now probably the same height as Ron. His too skinny body now had lean muscles that he could develop with time. His eyes had read and orange specks in the, outlined with a thick black. And is his hair had greatly changed. It was now down to the top of his shoulder blades and was somewhat wavy and had turned to a dark blood red that looked almost black unless caught in the right light. He also, it seemed, didn't need glasses and his face was like that of an elf's, graceful yet sharp.

Harry Potter had changed.

Then Harry's pain in his back came back as out of two spots in Harry's back came what looked like wings. Each wing was about as big as his body and some of his feathers were red and orange though more then half were pure black.

Harry looked out of his eyes when the pain stopped and he had opened them. He thought to himself, Why is it always me?

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