The incantation for the initial Animagus transformation is entirely unknown so i went with Therion as, and i'm not 100%, but i believe it is Greek meaning 'Wild Animal' or 'Beast'. Also there was a large majority of you that wanted Hermione/Narcissa/Minerva to be a thing but there was enough of you that didnt want it to be a permanent thing so if its happens it will be a one time thing with a Hermione/Narcissa friendship.

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Rogue bounded into the drawing room the moment Minerva stepped through the fireplace. The Headmistress made it two steps before finding herself pinned to the floor underneath a tiger who was rubbing her large head against the older witch like some common house cat. Narcissa stalked in looking entirely ruffled. Minerva being in a decidedly good mood wrapped her arms around the tiger and attempted to dislodge the great cat.

"I'm glad you seem to be getting some enjoyment out of that." Narcissa huffed out.

"Been a handful?" Minerva panted, her struggles against the immovable cat was making her breathless.

"First she traumatised my bloody House-Elf and then I let her out where she proceeded to maul several birds only to bring them back inside and eat flaming things on my foyer floor!" Narcissa voice rose the longer she spoke until she was yelling at the tiger and the woman still pinned to the floor.

"You sounds a little upset Narcissa." Minerva chuckled mostly because of Narcissa's attitude but also Rogue was rubbing on her torso now and though she would admit it to no one, Minerva was ticklish.

"Why don't you change and play with her for a while because I'm about ready to separate her legs from her body. Hermione be damned." Narcissa flops back on the couch feeling completely exhausted.

"That's a great idea!" Minerva grins and a moment later she was sprinting out of the Drawing room in the form of a little silver tabby. Rogue looked confused for a moment before chuffing and getting up to run after the cat.

They two felines were still speeding around the house when the fireplace activated an hour later. Rogue had just pounced Minerva and picked her up in her huge maw when she heard the sound and headed for the Drawing room. Minerva went limp in the tigers mouth a playful glint in her emerald eyes before she closed them. Rogue padded into the drawing room and looked at the four people that had stepped through.

Hermione and Rogue both lit up when they saw Luna and Rogue might even have chuffed a greeting if her mouth wasn't full of a tiny cat. Narcissa was just getting done greeting Porpentina and Newt when she turned to see the limp Minerva-cat hanging from Rogues mouth. The already pale woman went even paler than before and rushed over to the tiger.

"Bloody hell she's killed the Headmistress!" Narcissa sounded shocked.

When Rogue dropped the cat and Minerva-cat landed on her feet with a sharp meow Narcissa had never wanted to kick a creature harder. The damn cats would be the death of her at this rate, the sooner Hermione was back in control the better. As soon as Hermione was back, Minerva and Rogue would be out of Narcissa's hair and the woman would be able to just lay back and relax instead of having to console a distraught elf or clean blood and feathers from the floor.

"Salazar's Snake you're a pair of... of, ugh. A pair of arses." Narcissa huffed scowling at the two felines.

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Luna's here! Hermione was excited and Rogue chuffed at the blonde now her mouth was free.

Luna walked over to them as Minerva shifted and grinned at Narcissa a moment before stepping closer to the Scamanders. The eccentric blonde dropped to her knees in front of the tiger and rubbed its big head with both her hands. Rogue didn't hesitate to push forward and rub her head against Luna's chest and shoulders. Rogue was aware of the relationship Hermione and Luna hand and though Hermione wasn't in love with Luna she did love the girl and so Rogue loved her also.

"Hello Pretty Girls." Luna cooed happily oblivious to her in-laws watching her curiously.

"She's just gentle and pleasant with Luna but with me she pushes me around all day." Narcissa grumbled just for Minerva to pat her on the shoulder.

"Of course she does. Hermione and Luna used to spend most of their free time making out." Rolf huffed the jealousy evident in his voice.

Rogue snarled in the young man's direction, not at all liking the way he was speaking about Luna or the relationship the witch had shared with her girl. Rolf blanched but Luna just looked over her shoulder at the man with a smile.

"You shouldn't be Jealous. I love you. I never loved Hermione like that. We just enjoyed keeping each other company." Luna explained like it was obvious, which is should have been.

I shouldn't be surprised that she has told him about that. Hermione mused.

"So this is where the young Miss Granger is hm? How can you be sure?" Newt speaks up finally looking from Minerva to Rogue.

"She has an open wound on her leg, the word 'mudblood' which was carved there by Bellatrix Lestrange during the war. Also Luna claims to be able to recognise Hermione's eyes. When Rogue is calm her eyes become chocolate, like Hermione's" Minerva explains. Hermione filed away the little note of fondness in Minerva's tone when she spoke of her eyes.

"I see. This is all the confirmation you have?" Newt inquires stepping towards the tiger, he was surprisingly quick for his age and Rolf couldn't manage to grab his arm and stop him approaching the potentially deadly situation.

Newt stepped up and knelt beside Luna, Rogue lay her ears back but didn't growl at the man. Hermione knew of the older man and since he was so old Rogue didn't deem him a threat and so when he reached out to place a hand on her head. Newt took it as a good sign that the tiger didn't maul him or pull away and so he looked the creature in the eyes and whispered a soft word. Legilimens.

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Newt Scamander had done this once or twice in his life, usually Legilimency didn't work very well on animals, their thoughts were too jumbled to follow and it would make the caster sick to try and read them. This was relatively clear which in itself suggested this was not a typical animal, it was confirmation enough without the sudden flood of memories and thoughts that came at him.

Hermione was a little girl playing with dolls or reading books while sitting at her parents dental office.

A very young Hermione leaving the house and going to the local library one day and getting a library card. She had to tell the lady all her information and while the card was being processed called the Granger's When they got there Hermione got into trouble and sent home bookless.

Hermione at school as a young girl being kicked on relentlessly by the children in her class. She would cry the whole way back to her house where she would wash her face with a damp cloth outside and pretend nothing was wrong.

Hermione getting a visit from Professor McGonagall and learning she was a witch. The happiest day of her life to that point.

Hermione hearing Ronald Weasley saying mean things about her and locking herself in the girls bathroom. Almost being killed by a troll and then taking the blame so her friends don't get into trouble.

Hermione in fourth year going to the Yule Ball and for the first time actually feeling desirable. Kissing Viktor for the first time and realising that though it wasn't unpleasant it wasn't as exciting as she thought it might be.

Hermione and Luna laying in front of a fire on a thick rug in the Room of Requirement having a friendly argument about constellations that were shown on the ceiling. Luna seeming to have had enough talking and kissing Hermione for the first time. Hermione realises she much before the soft kisses of girls to the scratchy kisses of boys.

Hermione being pinned to the floor and tortured by Bellatrix Lestrange while the Malfoy's and several other Snatchers watched on amused. Narcissa looked cold, Lucius indifferent and Draco nauseas.

Hermione after the war duelling Thorfinn Rowle and winning until a man with long find dark hair and wearing a dirty pink scarf appeared. A stunning spell to the back throwing her to the ground and knocking her wand aside.

Hermione half naked on the forest floor with a blonde man rutting above her. The man with the scarf laughing at her and casting an unknown spell that caused immense pain to spike through her abdomen before taking Thorfinn's place of moments before. The man with brown hair laughing about removing all chance the 'mudblood' would have of getting pregnant.

Hermione closing her eyes against the brutality of the men who had bested her. An odd rippling sensation in her mind and a desperately whispered, Therion. An abused body shifting, becoming something fierce. A blonde man being torn down and ripped to pieces before sleep sweeping over.

Hermione waking up in the mind of a ruthless creature bent on protecting her from everything. Lucius foolishly going into the cellar and opening the cell door before leaving. Hermione watching through savage eyes as the tiger tore the throat from the blonde man as he attempted to force himself on Narcissa.

Hermione learning of Daemon's while Narcissa and Minerva indulge in pleasures of the body the night before.

Newt removed his hand and shook his head slightly, the thoughts had been rather disjointed but there was no doubt in his mind that this was indeed Hermione and Rogue like Luna had suggested. He swayed slightly and a gently hand on his arm grounded him before he looked at Luna and smiled thankfully.

"Narcissa do you have any calming draught?" Newt asked seriously looking over his shoulder.

"I will have to go and fetch some from Merop's stock, she refuses to go near Rogue any more." Narcissa explained immediately going to do that.

"So you can help her?" Minerva asks hopefully.

"I believe so. There are a couple of things I can try." Newt answers letting Luna help him up from the floor.

Narcissa chose that time to come back in with four vials of calming draught and handed them to the older man who looked at them for a moment before handing two back to Narcissa. He unstoppered the other two and sniffed at them before nodding and turning to Luna who was still knelt in front of the tiger.

"Cup your hands together for me sweetheart like a bowl. We need Rogue to drink this." Newt says stooping when Luna does as asked and begins pouring the potion into the blondes hands. Rogue sniffs the offering and looks a little apprehensive before beginning to lap it up.

They all watch and wait as Rogue finishes off the draught and slowly the tiger calms to the point she lays right there on the floor and rest her head on her paws. With a massive yawn the tiger seemed to drift off contently. The people in the room shifted anxiously waiting for something to happen, anything to happen.

"What's happening to her skin?" Narcissa asks after a moment.

They all focus and watch as Rogues fur begins to recede and her skin shows through at first pink and brown before the brown seems to spread entirely over the cats body and pale settling on a mild tan. Then the body began to change slowly shrinking and going less feline and more humanoid. Hair began to grow from the suddenly very Hermione looking head. It felt like longer, watching the body change from tiger to young woman but had only been about a minute total.

Narcissa was the first one to act as Hermione stirred on the ground and the older witch moved to the sofa and picked up the blanket before moving back over to the brunette and covering her. When Hermione struggled to get to her feet Minerva moved over and gently steadied the little brunette. Only when she was leaning heavily, yet steadily on Minerva did Hermione finally look up at the people surrounding her. She was elated to see Luna and Minerva both but these other people were practical strangers to her. Finally her eyes settled on Newt.

"We are staying for dinner lass. Why don't you let Narcissa or Minerva get you some clothes and I will answer all the questions you have." Newt's voice wavered with age but his tone was reassuring and comforting regardless.

"Thank you." Hermione croaks, she hadn't spoken allowed in months and her voice was hoarse and unused.

"Minerva why don't you take her up to my room and get her some of my clothes? Then come back down to the dining room?" Narcissa suggests, Rogue had liked her just fine but the last time she had seen Hermione, really seen her, the brunette was being tortured on this very floor.

"Alright. Wont be long. Can you walk?" Minerva inquires looking at her ex-star pupil.

"The muscles are still all the same Headmistress." Hermione mumbles heading out of the drawing room. Obviously she knew exactly where Narcissa's room was as she had been sleeping with the other witch since Lucius death. Minerva followed her up.

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Narcissa guided her guests through to the dining room where a nervous little elf was just finishing up setting the table. Narcissa seated Newt and Porpentina on the left of the table with Luna and Rolf on the right. She sat herself beside Porpentina and summoned a bottle of red and a bottle of white from a different part of the cellar, the part people actually knew about.

"Luna, Sweetheart. You have a very special relationship with that young woman and I think she is going to need your support very soon." Newt spoke up after thanking Narcissa for a glass of sweet red.

"What did you see Grandfather?" Rolf inquired curiously.

"A great number of things, many things I do not wish to talk about as it is not my business. But Luna and Hermione are close. Hermione will need her friendship soon I believe so I suggest you get over your unnecessary jealousy my boy." Newt spoke firmly but not unkindly and though Rolf's ears turned pink he nodded in acceptance. His easy going and calm nature was one of the things most attractive for Luna.

"Hermione and I have been good friends for a while. She was the only person other than my dad who actually had conversations with me about stuff I enjoy." Luna smiles at the memories of herself and Hermione having conversations either before or after they would spend time simply seeking comfort from one another.

"I know." Newt smiled and Rolf placed his hand on Luna's knee getting her attention. Luna smiled at his apologetic look and leaned over kissing his cheek. She understood.

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Hermione took the clothes Minerva offered her, a pink blouse and a grey skirt. They were hyper aware that Hermione would have to go without underwear. Completely unabashed the young witch dropped the blanket and pulled on the skirt before slipping on the shirt and buttoning it up. When she looked up she realised Minerva had been watching her the whole time.

"You were surprisingly energetic considering the lack of sleep you got last night." Hermione points out watching as the Headmistress blushes prettily.

"Was half way hoping you weren't aware while Rogue was." Minerva mumbled looking away from Hermione.

"Yeah I bet. On that note though... I have things that need to be done but I would very much like to take you out to dinner once i'm sorted out." Hermione states confidently. Minerva gaped at the young woman.

"Um... how did we go from me and Narcissa's escapades to you asking me out?" Minerva's voice was rather high.

"Few reasons. I've had a crush on you since 5th year. Seeing you stand up to that little pink swine of a woman... A true Gryffindor." Hermione practically sauntered over to Minerva, she was considerably more graceful than the headmistress remembered her being.

"That's.." Minerva had to stop and clear her throat. "That's one reason." She urged looking into chocolate eyes.

"Rogue has claimed you as our mate. As far as she is concerned, you belong to us." Hermione added her tone lower.

"Anything else?" Minerva breathed the words out, she was getting a little hot under the collar. This Hermione was... appealing.

"I've seen you naked and heard you moan and I really... really want to be the one to make you moan Minerva." Hermione purred the words out and Minerva found herself glad she was standing so close to the vanity in Narcissa's room or she may have collapsed with how suddenly weak in the knees she became.

"Hermione... i'm so old." Minerva attempted to dissuade the young witch but hoped that it wouldn't work. Why was she even trying? She definitely wanted to belong to this witch.

"Life is short Minerva. I plan to take what I want when I want it because too many times lately has it almost ended for me. I want you to be mine. You have time to decide as I have something I need to do but if you say no... you have to know I will pursue you until you say yes." Hermione wrapped a strong arm around the headmistress' waist and pulled their bodies flush.

"It has been very hard for me to say no to you for a very long time Hermione." Minerva confessed in a whisper.

It was all the answer Hermione really needed, she was confident and she wasn't going to be shy around getting what she wants. She definitely wanted this stunning woman in her arms and wasted no time closing the distance between her lips and Minerva's The headmistress responded eagerly to the kiss and the moment Hermione ran her tongue along the witches bottom lip asking for entrance Minerva granted it. Hermione wasn't sure if she had moaned or if Minerva had but she suddenly wished had some knickers on. It was with this thought in mind that the younger witch reluctantly pulled back.

"Hermione..." Minerva whined softly and the brunette smiled.

"Come on, Green-eyes. There are people waiting on us." Hermione smiled and took the witches hand tugging her out of the room and down the stairs. Minerva followed in a daze.

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They were still holding hands when they walked into the Dining room but as far as Minerva could tell the only people that noticed were Luna and Narcissa. The latter smirked but Luna just looked happily at the brunette as Hermione made her way to sit beside the blonde with Minerva having no choice but to sit with the young witch. Not that she had planned to sit anywhere else.

"So first question... exactly how long was Rogue in control?" Hermione asked once she and Minerva were seated and the food had appeared before them.

"You don't know?" Narcissa inquired with a slight frown.

"No. When Rogue mauled Rowle a powerful sleeping charm was placed on us. Rogue was able to fight it off eventually but I had no chance. The earliest I can remember was waking up somewhere weird. A zoo I think?" Hermione looked from Narcissa to Minerva and back again.

"Rogue was so angry. They were going to put her down at the zoo. Too dangerous. Narcissa and I busted you out but before we left I cast a Finite on you. It must have lifted the sleeping spell but why didn't it remove the spell making you a tiger in the first place?" Minerva explained but it was Newt that cleared his throat.

"I can perhaps explain that best. See all humans, magic or muggle have what is called a Daemon. Its Ancient Greek but to best explain it would be an animal spirit. I believe that we are mostly unaware of the animal with in and that they remain dormant. Hermione was in a bad situation and was desperate. I believe you had also been working on your Animagus transformation?" Newt explained to the group before turning to Hermione with his question.

"I was yes. That day was my last day of the Mandrake leaf. Was that what happened? I became an animagus but Rogue took control?" Hermione inquired interestedly

"Yes and no. Stand up dear, change into your animagus form." Newt encouraged gently and Hermione stood.

The group watched curiously as Hermione concentrated and her body shifted fluidly from bipedal human to a small fluffy otter who was wearing a thoroughly confused look and sported a scar on her little forearm. After a moment the witch returned to her natural state and sat back down looking like she had no idea what was going on.

"I don't understand." Hermione mumbled.

"No I don't imagine you do dear. I can only speculate but I believe your true animagus form is the otter. I do suspect however, that your desperation woke your Daemon, the tigers spirit and at the same moment you spoke the incantation for becoming an animagus your Daemon pushed to the fore and instead of an otter the spirit manifested into the form of a tiger. Daemon are typically protective spirits." Newt explained seriously before sipping his wine again.

"What about Rogue now? Can I never let her out again?" Hermione asks a little worried.

"That is up to you and Rogue. She could return to her dormant state but I would wager that the creature would prefer to remain with you. Can you feel her? In the back of your mind?" Newt inquired in his typical gentle tone.

"I can. She is curious how you know so much of Daemons." Hermione explains looking directly at the man, he had their full attention.

"Ah, when I was a young man just setting out a got into a spot of trouble with some wolves in the Forbidden Forest. I couldn't get away and was almost killed. I didn't attempt to become an animagus, I hadn't done any of the work. How ever my own Daemon awoke and with force took over. It took much longer than if I had cast a spell to help the transition but eventually my body had changed." Newt explained standing from his own seat and stepping back from the table.

Newt Scamanders transformation had been a lot quicker and smoother than Hermione's had been as suddenly a large attractive Harpy Eagle was standing stretching his wings in the dining room. Porpentina and Rolf were both shocked to see this and Minerva assumed that not many people if any knew of Newts own Daemon. After a moment the massive bird of pray became a man again and Newt sat down.

"Zephyr saved my life and has remained content in the back of my mind since. Sometimes when he really wanted to I would let him come forth and fly but for the most part he has been happy to remain and watch over my well being." Newt offered a small smile on his face.

"Rogue likes that idea though she wants to be allowed to chase birds every once in a while." Hermione smiles both at Newt and at Rogues thoughts.

"Yes, Zephyr has a playful side as well. He enjoys night flying and diving moths." Newt chuckles and picks his fork back up.

"So I will be able to let her out and then she can give me back control?" Hermione inquires and Newt frowns slightly.

"Yes Hermione but not until you sort out what makes you so angry. She feeds off your fury and wants to protect you from what hurts you. Letting her out before you have sorted that out will mean giving yourself up to her until the threat is gone." Newt takes a small bite of the roast pork when he is done speaking.

"What makes you so angry?" Minerva frowned slightly.

Hermione looked from Porpentina to Rolf and then back to Hermione, Luna reached out and gently tugged Hermione's surprisingly silky hair. Minerva had noticed the lack of frizz and assumed it must have been something to do with Rogue. The tiger certainly wasn't curly and frizzy haired. Hermione smiled at Luna, it was one of the things Luna would do when Hermione was particularly worried by her thoughts just to let Hermione know she had Luna's attention.

"When I found Thorfinn it was in a deserted alley in one of the constructions zones of Diagon. We duelled and I was holding my own just fine until some coward got me from behind. When I came around they had apparated me to the Forest of Dean, pretty much the middle of no where. They made short work of my clothes. Thorfinn had me first, I was powerless. Damn ropes." Hermione trailed off and took a deep breath before speaking again, she spoke to the table so she didn't have to see their faces.

"When Rowle was done Scabior smirked down at me and cast, something, it was agonising. I felt like my insides were being ripped to shreds. Then he started and while he was having his fun he laughed in my face. I cast the spell before he was done which was when Rogue took over. Scabior got away only by putting me and Rogue to sleep. Thorfinn got what he deserved." Hermione growled the last words out her eyes shining yellow-brown.

"So you are angry because they... they forced themselves on you?" Narcissa asked gently her voice was barely more than a whisper. Malicious yellow and chocolate eyes looked up at her making her shiver with fear.

"Oh no, Cissa, i'm angry because Scabior took away any chance of me ever having children." Hermione stated in a tone full of unbridled fury, her dinner companions all felt a shiver of fear. Hermione was scary before but now she was downright terrifying. She had every right to be as far as Minerva was concerned.