The Boggart
By: xxlostdreamerxz
Disclaimer: HP is owned by J.K. Rowlings; this fic is just for fun.
My Assumption: As there is no recorded example of a Boggart's natural form except that it's a "shape-shifter," I'm going to make the character in my fic resemble "Ditto - the Pokemon" - an amorphous (colorless in this case) blob. I stated earlier that Boggarts feed on emotion (they particularly like extremes - pure fear, or undulated happiness/laughter).
Chapter 2: The Experiment
A human. A child.
The boggart shuffled in hungry glee. The bundle shifted as the child gurgled happily, bright green eyes watching him curiously. After decades of isolation, the boggart gave into its instincts and shifted.
Or at least tried.
Try as it might, it could not find any fear in the child's mind. Too young. Hissing angrily, the boggart pulled back, disgruntled, before angrily reaching out an appendage to poke the bundle. Unfortunately, its powers to limited to those who had the capability to visualize and understand their fear.
The child giggled in response.
The boggart blinked, feeling a wave of warm emotion flood towards it. Happiness. Joy. Hesitantly, it tasted the emotion, running its tongue across it, before consuming it whole; it was...strange but after decades of abstinence, the taste of cheer was not as revolting as it had once been.
It was...okay.
Green eyes met clear, white ones.
Happiness. The boggart pondered, staring at the child. Should it try to keep the child happy? It shuffled closer, leaning over the bundle as it took another hungry whiff. Happiness…it was a possibility.
The child gurgled softly, reaching out pudgy arms towards the boggart which the creature gainfully ignored.
The boggart's eyes narrowed as it cautiously weighed its options. Not only would the child serve as a consistent food source (abet a subpar one), but the child was magical. It was take time, but one day, the little wizard-ling would have the capability and power to release him.
Freedom. Food.
Reaching out its arm-like appendage, it allowed the child to grab ahold. Warmth. Happiness. The boggart bathed in the emotions before giving the child's fingers a gentle squeeze.
It's mind was made up: until the child gained the power to release the curse, it would take care and raise the boy.
Clear, white eyes stared down at the bundle hungrily.
Its little wizard-ling.
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Note: Hey guys! Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. Thank you all for taking the time to jolt down a review for me. Even though I know I take forever to update, I do genuinely appreciate the feedback. So...in the meantime, I'll try to chug out another chapter soon. Please leave a review! Thanks :D