Stolen from Ranma 1/2 and Harry Potter which belong to Rumiko Takahashi and
J.K.R. respectively
I really want this to be a Draco/Harry, but if it turns into a Draco/Hermione then it's not my fault. In other words. Warnings: hopefully slash, lots of unnecessary swearing, gratuitous use of the word "piggy" and perhaps some hot Draco lovin'. You know, the general sort of thing. *If you dislike Slash Don't read this, if you do and you give me feed back saying "hari + drako r knot gaaay" I will mock you*
Special Thanks to my beautiful beta- Currer Bell
Chapter 1: Spring of drowned - aw, shit.
"- One of the long misunderstood facts about the Animagi transformation is that one will become whichever animal suits one's nature best. Nothing could be farther from the truth. If an Animagus transformation is done correctly and under the supervision of a fully qualified official there should be no reason that the individual involved should not be able to fully choose what they transform into. If this were not the case then the transformation would be a wholly impractical procedure, as a wizard could likely become some stunted and useless creature, thus making the lengthy and tedious process a waste of both the time and effort of the wizard involved.
The only difficulties that come with a transformation happen when the spell is done incorrectly. In this case a wizard could turn into anything from a completely different animal than the one intended to a human/animal combination. Because of the serious risks behind the Animagi transformation the whole process should be carefully supervised by ministry officials and only attempted by a fully trained witch or wizard.
Some of the difficulties that have arisen in the past because of improperly cast spells have been the tendency to change at a trigger rather than at will and/or the tendency to be unable to change back, even when "finite incantem" or other general revealing or enchantment ending spells are cast. In this case the only reversal to the transformation is the spell "animadverto veritas" which can be used to-"
Slamming "Guys and Gals With Gills: When Animal Spells Go Wrong" shut Draco regarded the deserted library with a mixture of relief and disgust. So he had been right. There wasn't anything wrong with him; he had just somehow gone wrong with one of the many details involved in becoming an Animagus. Fine. It was disappointing though. Draco didn't, as a rule, put much effort into anything and to work tirelessly at something for months and then to fail so spectacularly at it was disheartening to say the least.
It was all Potter's fault anyway. Why was it that everything that went wrong in Draco's life could be traced back to that specky git?
Draco's desire to become an Animagus had been born one morning when he had stumbled down to breakfast to find everyone buzzing excitedly. It hadn't been the usual Hogwarts gossip-buzzing either. It wasn't even the "Buttoned down prefects caught shagging in the corridor by Snape," buzzing. It was the special sort of tone that everyone in his year had gotten used to. It was unquestionably Potter-related gossip. The whole school acted differently whenever Potter and his little gang were involved, and Draco, as someone who hated Potter with a special passion, was especially attuned to it.
Plopping down next to Crabbe and Goyle, Draco had asked a flushed and excited Blaise what was happening. Blaise had answered, practically vibrating in his seat, that Weasley had been taken to the infirmary last night because of an improperly done spell. He had been trying to turn himself into some kind of bird of prey and had ended up all messed up with feathers in odd places. It had turned out that Potter and Co. had all been attempting the Animagus spell; the Mudblood with perfect success, Potter with a failure and then success on the second try, and the Weasel with -obviously- disastrous results. Unfortunately, Weasley had also managed to become an Animagus later on with Pomfrey's help, as righting the spell was the easiest way to fix him. The whole school had expected a huge punishment (or point deduction) but the headmaster had just chuckled, compared Harry to his father, made sure that they were all registered, and deducted 25 points apiece. He had even complimented them on their ability to successfully cast such a difficult spell.
The memory still made Draco furious. The Weasel hadn't even been successful and still the senile old muggle-lover had commended him on flouting, not only school, but ministry rules! He might have just as well said, "Well since you three are all my favorites because you're all Gryffindor and friends with famous Potter, I guess I'll just favor you. Here have some candy."
Draco wasn't bitter about it at all though.
After the affair was over Draco had decided that he would have to one up Potter on this occasion. He was going to become Animagus, but he was going to do it without getting caught. He had sent to his father, whom had been only too happy to provide his son with the appropriate texts and ingredients, and had set about becoming Animagi.
He had gone through a long list of potential animals. A snake was out of the question, as Weasley was a red-tailed hawk (or something equally uncreative and generally insipid), and the last thing Draco needed was to get eaten by him. A shark was disregarded as impractical (useless on land). Any sort of great cat was out of the question (Gryffindor-ish. ick). A dragon was impossible (it was impossible to turn into any sort of mythological creature). Draco had been tossing around a wolf (not literally, don't worry) when his father had written to him with a recommendation. His father had requested that Draco consider transforming into a wild boar, as they were highly useful and versatile creatures. At first Draco had hated the idea, but as he had considered it he had decided that he was sort of fond of the idea. No one messed with boars; something the small and slightly effeminate Draco rather liked. It would certainly be a change of pace.
He had been sure had had everything done perfectly too, until he had seen the results of his work. Draco shivered in his seat. Still, there was nothing he could do about it now, and moping wasn't in Draco's nature. He just had to hope that his father and schoolmates never found out. He also had to hope that none of the tricky little side effects that sometimes accompanied an improperly done change ever happened to him.
AN: That's it. I hope it was liked. Please send me constructive criticism :) Flames make me happy. The only promise I will make about this fic is that Draco will not be OOC; and I appreciate opinions on how I can improve.
I really want this to be a Draco/Harry, but if it turns into a Draco/Hermione then it's not my fault. In other words. Warnings: hopefully slash, lots of unnecessary swearing, gratuitous use of the word "piggy" and perhaps some hot Draco lovin'. You know, the general sort of thing. *If you dislike Slash Don't read this, if you do and you give me feed back saying "hari + drako r knot gaaay" I will mock you*
Special Thanks to my beautiful beta- Currer Bell
Chapter 1: Spring of drowned - aw, shit.
"- One of the long misunderstood facts about the Animagi transformation is that one will become whichever animal suits one's nature best. Nothing could be farther from the truth. If an Animagus transformation is done correctly and under the supervision of a fully qualified official there should be no reason that the individual involved should not be able to fully choose what they transform into. If this were not the case then the transformation would be a wholly impractical procedure, as a wizard could likely become some stunted and useless creature, thus making the lengthy and tedious process a waste of both the time and effort of the wizard involved.
The only difficulties that come with a transformation happen when the spell is done incorrectly. In this case a wizard could turn into anything from a completely different animal than the one intended to a human/animal combination. Because of the serious risks behind the Animagi transformation the whole process should be carefully supervised by ministry officials and only attempted by a fully trained witch or wizard.
Some of the difficulties that have arisen in the past because of improperly cast spells have been the tendency to change at a trigger rather than at will and/or the tendency to be unable to change back, even when "finite incantem" or other general revealing or enchantment ending spells are cast. In this case the only reversal to the transformation is the spell "animadverto veritas" which can be used to-"
Slamming "Guys and Gals With Gills: When Animal Spells Go Wrong" shut Draco regarded the deserted library with a mixture of relief and disgust. So he had been right. There wasn't anything wrong with him; he had just somehow gone wrong with one of the many details involved in becoming an Animagus. Fine. It was disappointing though. Draco didn't, as a rule, put much effort into anything and to work tirelessly at something for months and then to fail so spectacularly at it was disheartening to say the least.
It was all Potter's fault anyway. Why was it that everything that went wrong in Draco's life could be traced back to that specky git?
Draco's desire to become an Animagus had been born one morning when he had stumbled down to breakfast to find everyone buzzing excitedly. It hadn't been the usual Hogwarts gossip-buzzing either. It wasn't even the "Buttoned down prefects caught shagging in the corridor by Snape," buzzing. It was the special sort of tone that everyone in his year had gotten used to. It was unquestionably Potter-related gossip. The whole school acted differently whenever Potter and his little gang were involved, and Draco, as someone who hated Potter with a special passion, was especially attuned to it.
Plopping down next to Crabbe and Goyle, Draco had asked a flushed and excited Blaise what was happening. Blaise had answered, practically vibrating in his seat, that Weasley had been taken to the infirmary last night because of an improperly done spell. He had been trying to turn himself into some kind of bird of prey and had ended up all messed up with feathers in odd places. It had turned out that Potter and Co. had all been attempting the Animagus spell; the Mudblood with perfect success, Potter with a failure and then success on the second try, and the Weasel with -obviously- disastrous results. Unfortunately, Weasley had also managed to become an Animagus later on with Pomfrey's help, as righting the spell was the easiest way to fix him. The whole school had expected a huge punishment (or point deduction) but the headmaster had just chuckled, compared Harry to his father, made sure that they were all registered, and deducted 25 points apiece. He had even complimented them on their ability to successfully cast such a difficult spell.
The memory still made Draco furious. The Weasel hadn't even been successful and still the senile old muggle-lover had commended him on flouting, not only school, but ministry rules! He might have just as well said, "Well since you three are all my favorites because you're all Gryffindor and friends with famous Potter, I guess I'll just favor you. Here have some candy."
Draco wasn't bitter about it at all though.
After the affair was over Draco had decided that he would have to one up Potter on this occasion. He was going to become Animagus, but he was going to do it without getting caught. He had sent to his father, whom had been only too happy to provide his son with the appropriate texts and ingredients, and had set about becoming Animagi.
He had gone through a long list of potential animals. A snake was out of the question, as Weasley was a red-tailed hawk (or something equally uncreative and generally insipid), and the last thing Draco needed was to get eaten by him. A shark was disregarded as impractical (useless on land). Any sort of great cat was out of the question (Gryffindor-ish. ick). A dragon was impossible (it was impossible to turn into any sort of mythological creature). Draco had been tossing around a wolf (not literally, don't worry) when his father had written to him with a recommendation. His father had requested that Draco consider transforming into a wild boar, as they were highly useful and versatile creatures. At first Draco had hated the idea, but as he had considered it he had decided that he was sort of fond of the idea. No one messed with boars; something the small and slightly effeminate Draco rather liked. It would certainly be a change of pace.
He had been sure had had everything done perfectly too, until he had seen the results of his work. Draco shivered in his seat. Still, there was nothing he could do about it now, and moping wasn't in Draco's nature. He just had to hope that his father and schoolmates never found out. He also had to hope that none of the tricky little side effects that sometimes accompanied an improperly done change ever happened to him.
AN: That's it. I hope it was liked. Please send me constructive criticism :) Flames make me happy. The only promise I will make about this fic is that Draco will not be OOC; and I appreciate opinions on how I can improve.