Pain. That was all Harry could feel as he struggled to open his eyes. His vision swam and it felt as if his eyes were on fire. His body aches and he screamed as it felt like his bones were being stretched beyond their limit. His teeth were burning in his mouth and he tasted blood as he hit his tongue while he thrashed on the bed.

The door slammed open as healers ran into the room. They cast diagnostic scans on him as they tried to figure out what was happening to the boy. Their spells showed no reason for the behavior and the boy wasn't asleep. That didn't leave many options and the ones it did leave were dangerous. Only powerful creature inheritances made themselves known this young. As far as they knew there was nothing in the Potter line that could be causing this. They tried casting spells to help the boy calm down but their magic seemed to make things worse.

A roar filled the room as the boy turned to face him. His eyes that were a mix of green and gold and gold were glowing like molten lava. His teeth had elongated into fangs and his fingernails were turning into angry black claws.

"GET OUT!" The boy shouted at them.

The healers backed towards the door and watched the scene unfold before them. The boys raven hair started to grow longer and change into a dark honey color. What looked like fur began to sprout on most of his exposed skin. His body twisted into a different angle and the sound of bones cracking filled the room. A blinding light came from the boy at the same time an inhuman roar filled the air. The sound of furniture breaking came to their ears along with loud panting breathing.

One of the healers risked opening her eyes and she nearly fainted. Laying where the boy had once been was a massive creature. The bed had collapsed during the transformation and lay on the floor. The boy had vanished and instead was a large lion. But the lion had massive leathery wings like a dragon, horns, and it seemed instead of a tail there was a very large serpent. The serpent body was long and so dark that it looked black. On further inspection the scales had a hint of blue and purple throughout when the light hit them. The head of the snake had massive fangs of a pearl white and vibrant yellow eyes. The lions eyes were like molten gold with slit pupils.

"Uh. What happened?" The no longer boy asked.

At that the healer really did faint. Harry looked down at himself and he followed suit immediately after. The other healers stood in the door at a loss of what to do. They decided amongst themselves that they would pass some information along to the boy's magical guardian without violating his privacy completely. With their decision carefully planned they set up wards to keep anyone out and alert them when the boy woke.

"Madam Pompfrey?"

"Yes dear?" The older woman turned to face the young healer.

"Ma'am. It would seem that there are other extenuating circumstances involving the case you brought in. Perhaps it would be best if we spoke in my office?"

The Hogwarts matron followed the mediwizard from the waiting room. Down the hall just three doors past Harry's door on the left they entered a calmly colored and well organized office. The wizard cast silencing charms around them before looking at her pointedly.

"Madam. The circumstances surrounding mister Potter have become rather complex. While the boy had closed himself off mentally and seems to have no side effects from doing so indicate he has been doing so frequently was a concern, there is more. The boys physical injuries have been healed, he had a great deal of them, all in various stages of healing. I cannot yet discern the magnitude of his mental and emotional injuries. That does not compare in the slightest to the other issues we have with him."

"What ever could be the matter with him that you cannot find yourself able to treat?" She shifted uneasily with concern laced in her tone.

"There is a creature evidence that we had not known about. We are not yet sure if this will hinder our progress with him. While our records do not indicate any creature blood in the Potter line he may have inherited it from his mother. There is nothing on record stating as such however. We aren't sure what we are dealing with on a security level. He does not seem to be a threat as it came as quite a shock to him as well. I'm afraid he will remain under our supervision for at least the next few days before being released to you."

"Oh my. Lily never showed any sign of a creature inheritance and I know of none on the Potter line either. I understand that he must stay for a few days. I shall inform the headmaster that his situation needs to be closely monitored. I will not mention of course his new blood status."

"Please do. I will call you as things develop madam."

Poppy stood and made her way down the hall. She stoped before Harry's door but sensed the wards and continued on her way. It would do no good to get herself in trouble for snooping. She stepped to the floo and called out "Hogwarts Infirmary".

Her arrival through floo was expected as she was greeted by a small group of her peers. Minerva and Severus stood before her waiting for her inside her office. Minerva had worried lines as she tightened her smile sadly. Severus himself even looked concerned for the boy.

"Well? How is Mister Potter?" Minerva asked with a shake to her voice.

"He will recover. It seems he had quite a bit of physical and mental damage. They wish to keep him for a few days to observe him and prevent any further damage."

"Why is it always Potter whenever things happen." Minerva shook her head and turned to walk away.

"Are you going to tell Albus?" Serverus called after her.

"Yes! I'll go deal with him now."

She made her way out of the infirmary leaving Poppy and Severus alone. Poppy set about straightening up the ward and ignored the dour man. He watched her lost in his own thoughts about the boy, The only answer he could get would come from her. So he turned and against his better judgement asked the question on his mind.

"Do they know?"

"Know what Severus?" The matron asked with an arched brow.

"Do they know about the boy? His unique condition?"

"Oh. Well yes. They do. I don't intend to tell anyone about it. I myself haven't seen him. It is also his privacy and his choice as to who he allows such knowledge to befall. You know as well as I do the old coot would use that knowledge for his own gain. I for one am tired of having to patch Mr. Potter up after Albus' plots. Don't you agree?" She asked her tone laced with clear disdain.

"Yes of course Poppy. I just was wondering where you stand on the matter. I shall take my leave, I have many more potions to brew for the upcoming term,"

He turned and left he to her cleaning. He did indeed have many potions to brew. He also suspected his master would call in the near future. The man had truly regained some of his old strength and it seemed to be coming in steadily with time passing. If he did mean Potter no harm, there was a chance his mind was once again intact, which meant the wizarding world was going to be turned on it's ear soon enough.

Hey there everyone! Im so sorry it took so long for an update. i got started when i was out from school with my kiddos. i then got sick and finally got myself better snd back to school myself. With that said, parenting and school has kicked my butt lately. ill try to work on a chapter a week. or maybe a real long one every two weeks. ill do better! so sorry!