NOTE: I do NOT own Harry Potter or it's characters. But the fanfiction plot is my design, though it might follow the original timeline, it isn't canon!
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Why couldn't anything go his way? Was it too much to ask for one peaceful year at Hogwarts? Apparently it was, seeing how every year without fail, Voldemort would attack him somewhere. And of course, to make matters worse, three out of five times the headmaster had shown up. So it was obvious he was no match for someone of Voldemort's experience. Hadrian kicked a couple of stones as he made his way to the small park a good mile from the Dursleys house, to which he'd been confined to, again. If he were honest with himself, he was tired of being the punching bag for everyone in the world. He didn't particularly enjoy violence and he would certainly avoid it if he could.

"This has got to be an atonement for some mistakes in a past life." the fifteen year old muttered, rubbing his blurry eyes.

A soft pop registered in his mind, but by the time that he'd reacted the people had already grabbed him. Hadrian cursed as he was pulled away through a small tube. He didn't bother to keep his legs as he landed, no matter what he did, he could never land on his feet, so he stopped trying.

"Warn a guy next time. I hate side-long apparition. Especially against my will." Said teen groaned as he fought with his rebellious stomach.

Before anyone else said anything a potion was thrust in the teens face. Being overly cautious had Hadrain sniffing the glass bottle before gulping it down quickly. Potions still tasted horrible, but already he found himself calming down. The pain that had bloomed upon landing slowly faded to a dull throb.

"I love potions." He chuckled.

"Most people wouldn't know, what with how much time you spend in the infirmary." A snide voice made the teen flinch.

"Not like i asked to be involved in the shit that goes on in that stupid castle." Hadrian defended himself.

When he finally stood up, the teen took notice that he couldn't see anything. Feeling around on his face told him that his glasses were still in place, but he couldn't see! If Voldemort were to be lurking around then he was a sitting target. Hadrian gulped suddenly before he went into panic mode, despite the potion he'd just drank, his magic roared up inside him like an inferno. It was ready to protect him during this vulnerability.

He could hear people moving around him and nearly shrieked when two people tried to grab him. The magic that boiled beneath his skin was itching to break free and attack those nearest him. But the teen could feel his instincts kick in and groaned as his body suddenly morphed into his unintentional animagus form, a Nundu cub.

Indignant and fed up with his situation, Hadrian paced the lank of the floor while letting everything loose. Even though he knew that no one would be able to understand him, he still carried on with his tantrum. Not noticing that his mane had poofed just a tiny bit in his anger, but it wouldn't have surprised him. Why does it always have to be him?

"When do you think the child will revert." A gentle voice broke through the haze of the cubs tantrums.

Hadrian's focus was snapped back to his predicament. He'd been kidnapped! On top of that, he was in an unknown place and stuck as a cub for an undetermined amount of time. He was most likely in Voldemort's compound, surrounded by Death Eaters! Before he could stop himself, his survival instincts kicked in and he began calling for a protector. The loud chirps he let out seemed to freeze everyone in place until they exploded in a frenzy.

"What do we do?"

"There isn't a way to make him stop."

"You don't understand, he needs someone he feels safe with."

"Perhaps he is hungry?"

"Back up you imbeciles! You are crowding a small Nundu and being very loud. Step back!."

Hadrian was grateful, he turned towards the man who had saved him, but time seemed to stand still. Never before had he been so mortified of the fact that he had lost control, like a child. He let out louder more depressing sounds, until someone gently picked him up. At first he struggled in the firm but gentle grip, before giving up his futile attempts at escape. His loud constant cries decreased until he was only letting out small chirps.

"Now Hadrian, can you change back?" The voice asked softly, it sounded faintly familiar but Hadrian was too panicked to remember

Said teen shook his head, he'd be able to change back if he could see around him, but his eyesight hadn't returned when he'd changed forms and he was having a hard time calming himself down. He covered his eyes, all he wanted was his sight back, he hoped someone would understand.

"Is something wrong with your eyes?" Another gentle voice asked, this one sounded female, and again Harry couldn't place her voice.

"Where is that blasted man when you need him? Someone find Severus immediately!" Someone close by snapped out.

Hadrian flinched, shame filling him when he realized his potions professor would see him in his weak form. He could only imagine the scathing remarks he'd receive if he ever returned to Hogwarts, the man hated him with a passion. His small chirps started to regain their previous volume and he couldn't find it in himself to care. He just wanted to see, to know that he was safe or whom he had to protect himself against. He allowed his instincts to take him over, he didn't want to face Snape on his own.

Someone burst into the room, "Severus is on the way, I've told him of our situation. I am unsure of what capacity he will arrive in."

Everyone in the room had hoped it would calm him some, but it did the opposite, his anxiety had only risen. Hadrian didn't want his professor to see him in his current situation, what sort of teenage had a cub as its primary form, he should have grown by now. The situation he found himself in was humiliating enough, he was sure that the Death Eaters were only concerned until he turned back, but it would be complete with Snapes involvement.

Just as the teens distress call climbed to a new level, a loud roar filled the building they were all in. But Hadrian's distressed and scared cries seemed to stop altogether, before the chirping started at a more manageable volume. He still didn't trust whoever was in the room with him, but he knew instinctively that whoever had roared would keep him safe, and he wanted that fiercely. Did Snape know someone who was also a Nundu? He could feel the human vibrating with excitement, which meant something big was headed their way, so Hadrian kept up his chirping every ten to fifteen seconds. Hoping it would lead the large Nundu to him quicker.

It wasn't much later when Hadrian found himself placed on the ground again, he heard fabric rustling as people moved away from him and his chirping, probably to make way for the large Nundu. He could feel the ground become silent and figured that the cause wasn't moving very fast or at all, why had they stopped? The teen let out a series of chirps and chuffs, hoping to get another answer, but nothing prepared him for the wet nose that butted against his own.

Hadrian yelped and scrambled away from the nose. 'Don't hurt me.' He thought over and over again.

'Be calm. You'll not be able to change back until you are calm and relaxed.' A deeper voice floated through his mind, Severus had arrived.

The Nundu cub froze in shock, which quickly turned to fear. 'I don't want to be here Professor, please.'

A chuff was made from somewhere in front of him so the teenaged cub walked forward slowly, nose sticking out. Hadrian let out another chirp and chuff before he finally connected with the nose, it was much larger than his own and very cold. He didn't waste any time in exploring the feline before him as he nudged and brushed against the larger Nundu. Trying to get a feel for how large his adult body could grow, eventually.

'No one here will hurt you. No one even has there wands out, see.' The voice sounded patient, if only a little exasperated.

Hadrian curled into one of the paws he found, 'I can't see. Haven't been able to since I was brought here.'

A roar shattered the silent atmosphere in the room as the voice exploded in his head, 'WHAT!'

The ground shook because of how furious the other feline was as he paced, causing Harry to trip over his feet and the larger cats before curling into a ball and whimpering, his instincts flaring. He knew for sure that the larger feline was going to hurt him and it caused him to chirp and chuff in distress. The teen didn't want to be hurt anymore, he wanted out of his cub body and away from the obvious danger he was in.

A nose gently nuzzled him, before he was gently lifted and settled against the others furred chest. 'Don't be afraid, I wasn't angry at you cub.'

Hadrian relaxed minutely before nuzzling into the soft fur of his companions chest, the warmth that surrounded him was very comforting, it had begun lulling him to sleep. He gasped out a large yawn before succumbing to the exhaustion that seemed to consume him. The teen distantly thought that the feeling of warmth and protection felt amazing, he never wanted to lose it. He nuzzled the other feline one more time before he passed out.