DISCLAIMER: YES! I finaly got them! The rights to Harry Potter! Mine, all mine! MWUAHAHAHAHA! *Police come in, tackle me and take the rights back* ... fuck. I guess I don't own Harry Potter. *goes to in corner*

Chapter 1

Harry was dreaming. That much was obvious as he was flying. Well, flying without his broom that is. Not that he minded. Broom or no broom, it was relaxing just to fell the freedom of floating through the air. Nothing mattered. Green trees rushed by underneath him their leaves rustling as he breezed past. Diamond like water sparkled below as he swooped across a great lake. He was moving rather quickly but making very little effort to do so, but then again, Harry thought, he was dreaming.

He dove through the air, master of the skies, swerved suddenly to avoid crashing into the ground. Then, suddenly, he was walking purposefully but hurriedly towards a door at the end of a long dark corridor. He reached for the handle and –

"Harry, get up! Potions today remember?"

Harry groaned. He sat up feeling very ruffled and attempted to smooth his hair, which was even scruffier than usual.

"Why didn't you wake me sooner then?" he said waspishly to Ron.

"Because, mate, you had a rough night and –"

"Let me guess, Hermione said to leave me alone."

"Well, yeah. You've been awfully snappy lately, and she said that it would probably be better if you weren't biting everyone's heads off because you're over-tired."

"Right." Harry said blinking. He had been getting angry easily this year, so he couldn't really blame Hermione for that.

"Yeah so I'll just wait for you in the common room than. Potions is in ten minutes so you might want to hurry up. Apparently, Snape's in a fouler mood than usual."

"Great." Harry groaned.

Half an hour later, Harry was working on his sleeping draught. Really suitable, considering I was nearly late for sleeping in, he thought sourly. He'd made it just in time, having to run all the way to the dungeons, arriving just as the second bell rang, tie not even done up properly.

As per usual, Snape was prowling between the desks, praising the Slytherins and insulting the Gryffindors. Malfoy was in the ingredients stores taking more time than necessary to find ingredients he already had, which in Harry's opinion, just about screamed that he was up to something.

As Harry was reaching for the phial of dragon's blood, something landed in his cauldron with a slight hiss. Harry didn't notice it though, as Snape was yelling at Neville for something he done. He didn't notice either when he added the dragon's blood with a half counter-clockwise stir that it wasn't supposed to go jet black and start smoking. Snape did though.

"Everyone get down!" he roared just as the potion exploded. Unfortunately Harry the last to react, he'd been reaching for the lyre-bird feather when Snape yelled. He was hit by majority of the potion. The last thing he was aware of before he blacked out was searing pain all over his body.

"Is he going to be alright?"

"Well, he's stable, but I'm not sure if he'll be alright mentally."

...

"... quite a lot to go through, though Severus is trying to find a way to reverse it."

"I hope he'll be able to reverse it, Albus, the poor boy has been through enough as it is."

"I'm sure we'll figure out a way, Minerva"

...

"Is he awake yet?"

"No. He's suffering from a great deal of magical exhaustion. It will take some time for him to recover."

"He will get better though, won't he?"

"Only time will tell."

...

"It has to have been Malfoy! He must have sabotaged Harry's potion!"

"That is a very serious accusation, Mr Weasley!"

"Indeed. How is it that you have come to the conclusion that Mr Malfoy was behind this?"

"He hates Harry!"

"Yes it is well known that Mr Potter and Mr Malfoy have a rivalry between them, but do you truly believe that a boy the same age as yourself could do such a thing?"

"I – well – he-"

"Exactly. I would suggest that you remove yourself and Miss Granger from the infirmary until a later time."

...

"Ron, you know perfectly well that Malfoy would never do something like this on purpose."

'Yeah, but still..."

"Ron, I think he just moved!"

"Who? Malfoy?"

"No! Harry!"

Harry opened his eyes blearily and winced at Hermione's excited squeal. He tried to tell her that he was fine but only made a sort of gurgling groan. He shifted uncomfortably; something was digging into his back. Everything was in much sharper detail than it should be for some reason, and Hermione's voice was too loud. He felt like pressing his ears back to try and make it a little more bearable which much to his surprise, they did. Harry felt his eyes widen in shock.

"Ron, go get Madame Pomfrey." Hermione was saying.

"Why does it have to be me?"

"Just go."

As Ron walked away grumbling, Harry tried to ask Hermione what happened. However, the only noise he could make was a whine. He frowned. That's when he noticed his nose was bigger and longer than it ought to be. And last time he checked, it wasn't covered in black scales. It wasn't his nose, he realised, he had a snout now. He ran his tongue around his mouth and discovered sharp teeth.

Then, Harry looked down. Oh Merlin.

He had paws. Paws with a curved, ivory white claw on each toe. He could also see the rest of his body, a scaly belly and a long tail. Ok, Harry, you now have four legs, claws, scales, sharp teeth and a tail. Anything else to add to the list of weird?

Everything was bigger than it was before. The Hospital wing looked huge and Harry felt like a housecat compared to Hermione. Only, cats have fur not scales, Harry reminded himself.

He was dimly aware of the fact that Hermione was talking to him, but that didn't seem important right now. He twisted his neck to look at whatever was making it so uncomfortable and found that it was longer and more flexible than before. Then, Harry saw them. He had wings.

Oh dear Merlin, he'd turned into a bloody dragon.

AN: Ta-daa! I know I shouldn't be starting another fic when I just started a different one, but I've had this idea in my noggin for way to long and I needed to get it out. This takes place before Christmas in fifth year btw.

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