Harry Potter and the Hybrids: Rise of the Rebellion Chapter 4: The Party, a harry potter fanfic

(Song: Live Free or Let Me Die- Skillet)

Death until the dust, and we're waiting
Ruined in the rust, of our craving
It feels like, it feels like
Don't you know the cost, of your betrayal?
You're the one that's lost, you're gonna fail
It feels like, it feels like you're gasping with all your might

"I'm a wolf." Ron said, puffing his chest out. "Panther." Harry said, grinning at them. Hermione smiled back, "I'm a leopard."

You can't take away my strength
Fix these broken veins
There's nothing left to fight (Live free or let me die)

"Harry Potter, I here by nickname thee' Onyx!"

You can't take away my pride, I won't be denied
There's nothing left to fight (Live free or let me die)

"Ron Weasley, I here by nickname thee' Redclaw!"

Insects walk below, I'm on a wire
Fire will burn below, but I am higher
It feels like, it feels like

"Hermione Granger, I here by nickname thee' Ibis!"

Don't you know the cost, of your betrayal?
You're the one that's lost, you're gonna fail
It feels like, it feels like you're gasping with all your might

Ron popped the cigerate in his mouth and took a puff.

He thought of his hands turning into it's big, black paws, his fingernails growing and sharpening, becoming large, thick claws, black, pointed hears sprouting from his head, his face flattening, a tail growing, his body expanding, fur sprouting across his body...

Do you remember how
You became who you are now?
Do you remember how
It felt to breathe without
Gasping with all your might?

You can't take away my strength
Fix these broken veins
Nothing left to fight

They slumped down onto their beds, exausted.

You can't take away my strength
Fix these broken veins
There's nothing left to fight (Live free or let me die)
You can't take away my pride, I won't be denied
There's nothing left to fight
Nothing left to fight (Nothing left to fight)
Live free or let me die
Live free or let me die
Live free or let me die

They fell asleep before they even got comfy.

Book One:

Rise of the Rebellion

Chapter Four:

The Party

Hours later, Harry found himself being shaked away by an eager looking Smoke. "Smoke?" Harry said groggily, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "Heya, Bolt! Wakie, wakie!" Smoke said happily, pulling a reluctant Harry out of the warm bed. "Wha' time is it?" asked Harry, squinting in the fuzzy darkness. "8:00 pm!" Smoke said, trying to shake Ron awake. "8:00 PM!" Harry shouted, startling his friends awake. He quickly picked up his glasses and put it on his nose, everything coming into focus.

"Wha' ya wan'?" Ron asked, sleepily glaring at Smoke. "It's time for the party!" Smoke said, dragging an even more reluctant Ron out of bed. "Party?" Hermione said, yawning. "Well, ya!" Smoke said, as if it was the most ovbious thing in the world, "Everynight is Party time! Now up, up, up!"

She grabbed their hands and dragged them down the hall. They could already hear the music. "Smoke, I-I don't think-" Smoke cut her off, "Oh, come off it!"

They were dragged down the stairs and into the Main Room. The noise was defeaning. For a moment, Harry thought a cannon of noise had gone off. The room was filled with flashing lights, people (mostly teens) dancing, drinking, smoking and some were already drunk. Smoke dragged them over to the food table and forced a bottle of beer each into their hands, before running off with a "Whoo-Hoo!"

The trio looked at each other, around them, and the to the bottles in their hands. Harry, taking a deep breath, took a sip. It was fantastic. His chest became warm, and he couldn't help but feel... happy. Harry barely registered that Ron and Hermione had followed his actions, and were both grinning for the same reason as him.

They each took deep gulps, their vision becoming slightly hazy. Smoke was back, and gave them a packet of cigerites. They quickly lit them and stuck them in their mouths. Calm and happy... who wouldn't want that?

Harry took another large swing of his beer. And that was the last thing he rememberd...

He woke with a groan. His head pounded, and for a moment, he thought his scar was hurting again. And then everything came rushing back to him and he sat bolt up right. Bad idea. Harry's head felt as if it was about to split open. He began rubbing his temples, wanting the throbbing to leave.

There was another groan.

Looking to his left, he saw both Ron and Hermione sitting up. Harry looked around. They were in the Main Room (or Party Room), on the floor, in the corner. Slowly as to not hurt his head, Harry got to his feet and helpt Ron and Hermione up. "What-What happened?" Hermione asked, her eyes slightly unfocused. "Uh... we got drunk?" Ron said, leaning onto Harry for support.

"You also smoked, punched a guy, got piercings and tatoo's." they turned to see Smoke, slightly unsteady, standing up. "Piercings?" Hermione said, "Tatoo's?" Ron said, brows frowned. "Uh... we'll be in our room." Harry said, and the trio stumbled up the stairs to their bedroom.

Hermione locked the door behind them, while Harry clumsily walked over to the mirror. He looked horrible. His skin was pale, his eyes slightly unfocused. And on the left side of his neck, was a black panther head with green eyes. On his left eyebrow, was a silver ring.

"Wicked." Harry turned to see Ron, studying a red wolf tatoo on his shoulder. He had a golden ring around his right nostral. Hermione groaned, looking at the leapord on her right thigh. She had pulled her shirt up slightly, and Harry could see a bronze piercing on her belly button, "Great. Now the adults will find out were we've been and our plans ruined!"

"We can use the glamour charm." Harry suggested. Hermione smiled at him, clearly releavied. "Of course. Why didn't I think of that?"

"Well... I'm going to sleep." Ron said, flopping down on his bed. Harry and Hermione followed.

As he drifted off to sleep, Harry fingered the panther tatoo on his neck. With a sigh, he greated sleep.

Days passed, and the trio were now used to the Raiders. They attended every party, drank and smoked. They almost forgot about the Order, Voldemort, the Ministry... almost.

On their last day, the trio (Hedwig on Harry's shoulder) walked to were Smoke was usually smoking in the mornings and told her about them leaving. "Already?" Smoke said, her cigerite dropping from her mouth, "Wow, time sure does fly." she dug into her pockets and took out six packs of cigerites, "Here, two each. Hope ta see ya next year." the trio nodded in thanks, pocketing the packs.

They walked into the alley way were they were to meet Dobby. "Harry Potter sir!" Dobby exclaimed, clapping happily in greeting. "Hello Dobby." Harry greeted the elf with a smile. "Hey, Dobby." Hermione said, bending down to look into the elf's eyes, "See these," she pointed to their tatoo's, "We can't let the adults see these. Could you put a glamor on us?"

Dobby noddded eagerly, snapped his fingers, and the tatoo's and piercings vanished. "Thanks, Dobby." Harry said. He could still fell them. They were just invisible. The elf smiled broadly. They took Dobby's hands and with a CRACK! vanished. After the unpleasentness of being squeezed through a tube, they appeared at Mangolia Road. They walked down the street in silence. "Will the Dursleys be back yet?" Harry asked, "Probably not." Hermione said, as they rounded the corner and down the shot-cut were Harry and Dudley had been attacked earlier on that summer, "But that's good. The Order is arriving 20 minutes or so before the Dursley's. All you have to say, is that they arrived home early and left you in the house to go out for dinner or something." Hermione said. Harry nodded.

They walked down Privet Drive, and stepped onto Number 4's lawn. Ron pick locked the door, and at his friends question looks, said "The twins taught me. Thought it could come in handy."

The house was dark and empty. No one had arrived yet. "Alright," Hermione said, "You stay here and stick to the story. Me and Ron need to get back to the Gr-Zoo. We'll see you in a couple hours. Oh, and here." Hermione put her hand into her beaded bag and pulled out his trunk and Hedwig's cage. "We'll see you soon." Ron nodded, "Bye, mate!"

With that, they left the house and made their way back to the end of the wards so Dobby could apparate them to the Zoo.

Harry took his trunk and Hedwig's cage and dragged them up to his old room. After making sure everything was in place, he sat down on the bed and waited.

He didn't have to wait long.

Harry, with his new panther hearing, easily heard the front door opening and many feet filling in as if he was standing right next to him. He drew his wand and crept out of his room to the top of the stairs.

There, standing in the hallway, was Remus Lupin, Mad-Eye Moody, a young women with a love heart shaped face and violet hair, a tall man with dark skin and a deep, calming voice. There were also a bunch of other people Harry had never met nor seen before. "Wotcher, Harry." the violet haired women greeted. "Hello, Harry." Remus said, smiling up at his ex-student. "Wait!" Moody said, before Harry could open his mouth to reply back, "We need to make sure it's really him. Don't want to take a Death Eater into Headquarters, now do we?"

"Harry," Remus said, turning back to the blackhead, "What's your patronus?" Harry replied immediantly, "A stag." Remus nodded and looked at Mad-Eye, "It's him, Mad-Eye." Moody grunted, gave a single nod and stalked into the kitchen. Remus turned to Harry, who was now slowly making his way down the stairs. "Harry, this is Kingsley Shacklebolt." he pointed to the dark skined man, "And this is Nymphadora Tonks-" "Call me Nymphadora and I'll hex you in obvlivion." the violet haired women threated."And of course, you know Mad-Eye Moody... well... sorta." Remus said, pointing to where Moody had disappeared.

Harry nodded, as the large group entered the kitchen to see Moody looking around. "Hmm." Tonks said, looking around at the white walls, "A little too clean for my taste..." Harry couldn't help but agree. Remus was looking at Harry, as if expecting him to say something. When Harry said nothing, he said "We're here to take you to Headquarters. Or the 'Zoo' as the twins have code-named it." Harry smiled slightly. So that's were that came from. "Go pack your things, we'll be leaving soon." Remus said. "I'll help!" Tonks said, before following Harry up the stairs, down the hall and into Harry's bedroom. Tonks's eyes widened. Harry's room wasn't exactly what you'd call cheerfull. The walls were gray and peeling. His bed only had a bare matriss. The cupboard was doorless. The window cracked and barrd. There was no blanket to keep him warm at night, nor did the lights work. The nonbroken shelves were littered with broke toys. "Well this is... nice." Tonks said, her eyes suddenly filled with an uncertain concern, "Uh... is it always like this?" Harry nodded, grabbing his trunk. "Used to be Dudleys Second Bedroom, before I got my Hogwarts letter." Tonks frowned, "'Before you got your Hogwarts letter'? Where did you sleep before?" Harry thought for a moment. On one hand, he could lie and pretend they never had this conversation. On the other hand, he can tell her the truth and she would most likely tell the others, who will talk to Dumbledore, and make not coming back here that much easier. With a deep breath he said, "The cupboard under the stairs." Tonks, who had gone over to study the broken lamp, knocked it over in her shock. She spun on her heel and stared at the young teen, her mouth slightly agape, her eyes wide. Her hair had turned orange.

"How did you do that?" Harry asked, indicating her hair. "O-Oh," Tonks stuttered, "I'm a metamorphmagus. Their very rare." she cleared her throat before turning to awkawardly pick up the fallen lamp. Tonks helped Harry carry his tunk down the stairs, and into the kitchen. When they walked in, Harry saw Remus frown at Tonks, who's hair was still orange and her eyes were still wide. Tonks gestered with her head to the hall when she thought Harry wasn't looking. Remus, still frowning, looked from Harry to Tonks, before following her into the hall. Harry looked around the kitchen.

Mad-Eye was swirling his magic eye in a glass of water, and some of the others had gone through the drawers, and were examining apple pealers. Kingsley was looking at the toaster with instrest. Mad-Eye glanced at the door were Tonks and Remus had vanished through, before putting his eye back in place with a sickening 'plop!'

Remus and Tonks came back in. Remus looked at if he'd just sprouted a few more gray hairs, his face was lined with worry, and he was glancing at Harry every now and then. "Uh, Tonks." Harry said, adressing the women, "Your hairs still orange." Tonks, seeming to have just realized this, screwed up her face with what looked like a pained expression and her hair turned violet again, "Thanks, Harry."

"Oh!" Remus said, pointing to the window, as a green light exploded in the sky like fireworks, "That's the signal! Harry, get your broom." Harry grabbed his Firebolt, and they all stepped outside. "Alright," said Moody, "Tonks will fly in front of you. Follow her." Tonks, who was strapping Harry's trunk to her broom, nodded. "Lupin will by flying behind you. I'll be above you. Everyone else will be flying at a distance. Alright! Thats the second signal, lets go!" Moody said, as red sparks erupted into the dark night sky. Harry, as did everyone else, mounted their brooms and took to the skies, Harry following Tonks.

All his worries seemed to have been left behind at Privet Drive, as it always does when he's flying. Harry let out a happy whoop, and he distantly heard Remus chuckle behind him.

Harry's smile was truly broad.