Natural Animagus
Concept by Horselovinfan
Adopted and revamped by Psychotic Rose
((( For those of you who have read Natural Animagus and were as disappointed as I was to find a lack of updates, I give you the new and to be continued semi-regularly revamped version. I hope you will enjoy it as much as I did writing it.
-Rose
P.S. New chapters will (hopefully) be every other Sunday.)))
Prologue:
Tick, tick, tick, tick
It all happened in a blur. The Aurors stormed Potter Manor, apparating into the front and back yards and banging on the doors till a blurry-eyed and half-asleep Mrs. Potter opened the front entrance. Pushing passed her they searched throughout the house, barging into every room and waking every member of the home, until, at last, they reached the room at the end of the upstairs hall and came upon their target. Me.
You might be asking yourself what I could have done that was so terrible it warranted this kind of reaction from the ministry. The answer: I killed my father. The horrible, wonderfully deceitful muggle who controlled every moment of my life up until a year ago, when I ran away and never looked back. Until I did.
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The Aurors grabbed me, not even allowing me to change out of my hearts and snitches pajamas (but, I supposed that's too much to ask when said Aurors think you murdered your own parent in cold blood), and hauled me out of bed. They read me my rights as we descended the stairs, where I could see Sirius, Remus, Mr. and Mrs. Potter and James being held as they struggled in vain to get to me, to stop what was happening from happening. I shake my head and give them an 'it's no use fighting' look; no need for all of us to go to Azkaban.
All, but James listened. His grew even more desperate to escape the binding hands of the man behind him and thrashed about, thrusting his head back and into his capture's nose, effectively breaking it and setting himself free. He ran to me, pulling me into his arms and holding me as if it would be the last time. And, I suppose, there is a good chance it is true.
"Don't worry. Everything will be all right," he whispered before he was yanked back to his mother's side by a very disgruntled and bleeding profusely Auror. "Tell them the truth! No matter what they ask, tell them to truth. I lo-," he yells as I am being taken from the house I have had the honor of calling my home for the past year and the nameless Auror clamps a hand over James' mouth, muffling what he was going to say next.
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It's funny, how even though I'm being arrest and brought to Merlin knows where, I can still feel the blush creeping onto my cheeks and the pixies fluttering in my stomach and the rapid beating from my heart, that no longer has anything to do with the situation I have gotten myself into.
James was about to tell me he loves me. And now I might never hear him say it. Or be able to tell him I've loved him since the moment he found me, wounded and lying in the woods…
It all happened in a blur.
Tick, tick, tick, tick
(((So, that's it. I know it's short, the other chapters will be longer, I promise. Please tell me what you think in a review or message and thank you for reading. Happy Saturday.
-Rose)))