A/N
Hi guys. Yes, I know I should be working on Demons, and I was trying, I promise, I was! I then suddenly had another idea for a one-shot. Have fun!
Harry grinned into the mirror in front of him. It was time! All this time training, preparing to take an Animagus form, and finally he was there! He already knew his form: a basilisk. He had been amazed at such an powerful form, until he found that really, magical creatures were reasonably common for Animagus forms. The only issue was that it was so much more effort to get it, that people just gave up at that point.
He fell into the meditative trance, as per his training, and fell into his core. The pulsing blue light surrounding him served to comfort him and quash any remaining apprehension at his imminent transformation. He walked slowly towards the coiled form of the massive snake, asleep in the centre of his core, and reached out to it…
Harry opened his eyes, and saw a basilisk's eyes, emerald green, gazing out at him. Then he remembered why they were so dangerous…
'Oh shi-'
When aurors came to investigate the disappearance of one Harry Potter 1 month earlier, they found, in his home, a frozen basilisk in front of a mirror, gazing, unblinking, unmoving, forward. They then noticed its emaciated frame and one young auror ran a diagnostic spell. It was dead.
Having gone through the motions of destroying the remains, they searched the house for the Boy-Who-Lived. They found everything he owned in organised chaos, and, on his bedside cabinet, a stack of books covering Animagus training, on top of which was a piece of paper:
HARRY JAMES POTTER, SON OF JAMES POTTER AND LILY POTTER NÈE EVANS
FORM: BASILISK
It was Kingsley who spoke first, breaking everyone out of their frozen state.
"Fuck."