Hello Readers! Had the urge to starts working on it more so this came out earlier then I planned. But, that is good for you guys :D Anyways, I don't own harry potter...blah blah blah...and now to the chapter!

Harry wakes up like normal, to the sun beating down on his eyelids. Hearing his uncle stomp about the house coming to Harry's door and unlocking it, Harry sighed and got ready for another day at the Dursley's. While going about his daily list of chores, Harry practiced relaxing and clearing his mind which came to him surprisingly easy. I guess not being with Snape really helps, harry thought to himself. Harry did not know how good he had to be in order to be able to transform but he believed he would be ready for his first try in a couple days at this rate. The marauders said it took them years but they were younger when they did it plus they probably didn't have all day to work on it like I do. Shrugging to himself, Harry worked quickly on finishing his chores for the day. When he went to his room late that day he began studying the ritual circle he would have to draw for his animagus transformation. Once he was fairly confident in being able to draw it while using the book as a guide he realized that it was getting quite late. Deciding to start drawing the circle tomorrow, he picked up the occlumency book and began to read. The book was very vague on how somebody went to defending their mind and left it to the reader to decide how his imaginary defenses were to be set up in his mind. It also mentioned that occlumency defenses were guarded heavily and past down among the family so it had very little examples. That makes sense, the defense really doesn't work if everybody uses the same thing. Now...what should my defenses look like? I have always loved Hogwarts so I could do that, but I need a good place inside it...The Chamber of Secrets! Of course! Since ill make it a replica of the real thing, the only people that could get in would be me and...oh...right. Voldemort would still be able to get in. I wonder if he knows about the room of requirement. I guess that will have to do. I wonder if I could find out what my family used as their defenses...maybe they have something in the vaults at Gringotts, they Potter's are a rich, old wizarding family after all. Deciding to visit Gringotts when he had the chance Harry went about picturing Hogwarts in his mind and shoving all his memories and thoughts into the room of requirement in a room which only he could access. Feeling satisfied with his success for the night, Harry went to bed and fell asleep before his head even hit the pillow.

Harry woke to his uncle yelling for him to get up and make breakfast. Ugh...apparently occlumency takes a lot out of a person. I feel exhausted and I just woke up. Yawning, and trying to hurry up and get downstairs before his uncle got really mad, Harry knew that today was going to be a grueling day. As Harry came to his room that evening he found out he was right. Too tired to begin working on the circle even though he had planned to do that, he did a few breathing exercises before collapsing in bed and going to sleep.

The next morning started out much better with Harry getting up just in time to make breakfast and do his chores. When he got to his room he was still feeling good and got to work immediately on the ritual circle using his quill to draw and some leftover ink from last year to make it. Although not a very complicated circle any mistake could cause the person to be trapped in their animagus form for a certain period of time, getting stuck permanently part way through the change, or even losing their mind and becoming their animagus form with heart mind and soul. Harry knew he had to take his time to not make any mistakes since he had not taken ancient runes or arithmancy so he was solely relying on what the book said to draw. Harry worked tediously at his task late into the night. When his hand started to cramp about three quarters of the way through, Harry decided to call it a night and did his daily breathing exercises to clear his mind before going to bed hoping he could finish the ritual circle tomorrow.

Harry was able to finish the circle the next day as planned and it was still early in the night but too late for Harry to try the transformation. He wanted the full night to get used to his form before he had to go to bed, so he instead when and received his book about blood wards titled "Your Blood Wards and You." As he was reading Harry became more confused by the minute, because if he was reading it write, which he was pretty sure he was, is that the way blood wards work is using your own blood on an already existing ward, you make it where only people related to that blood could pass through or key in other people to be allowed to past through it. It also did not matter what your age was when putting your blood into the ward. Which means I could just get my own house and make them. Harry thought to himself. Also, since Voldemort used my blood when he resurrected himself, doesn't that mean he is no longer stopped by the blood wards? The most disturbing fact of information Harry found was that after the first fall of Voldemort, all blood magic was considered illegal by the ministry. This was because too many new potions and spells were being made that were dark used blood of the victim in it for the ministry too keep up with the banning of them. So having the blood wards on my house is illegal? But, then why doesn't the ministry try busting me? Or... Harry thought with a shudder, maybe there are no blood wards on my house and Dumbledore just wants to keep me here. But why would he want that? Seeing that it was getting late Harry got ready for bed and laid in bed tossing and turning trying to figure out what was going on.

Harry excitedly went through all his chores the next day wanting to try and see if he could become an animagus that night. When he finally got to his room, he checked the circle once more to make sure all the runes were right before getting inside the circle and sitting down. Trying to calm down, Harry did his breathing exercises until he was relaxed. Then he began to chant.

" interiorem anima mutatio, interiorem anima mutatio, interiorem anima mutatio..." and so on. Harry did not know how much time had pass and was considering trying again tomorrow when he was suddenly hit with an all encompassing blinding pain. The book never said it would hurt! Harry thought letting out a whimper as he felt the changes began before he blacked out from the pain

Next time folks, I know it's frustrating for me to end there, it is frustrating for me as well XD. But, since I don't know what im going to do as his animagus form at the moment I am not able to write anymore. Tonight I should have decided by then, and dont forget to vote for what form you guys prefer to see. The choices again are: Panther, house cat, kitten, tiger, ferret, snake.