Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything Warner Brothers or J. K. Rowling created.
Author's Note: Sorry I haven't written for so long! I meant to, really I did, but I just couldn't find the time! Sorry again! I hope you've been amusing yourself with my other stories (hint hint lol) for those who like R/H, read twister which is completed, or just another victim of love which is my friend jd's excellent story, and for dm/hg fans, read under the stars, which is still coming along. Anyway, here's chapter 5 of Hairy Harry. The next chapter MAY just finish it! :O Read on…
But first, let me do a little recap, seeing as how I haven't updated for…TWO MONTHS?!? [SORRY!!!] Wow…ok…well here's a refresher on the last chapter:
-Werewolf Harry is about to attack Hogsmeade
-the four (Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny) run into a group of Dementors and escape, but meanwhile (although perhaps I didn't make it entirely clear) Macnair, Draco and Lucius Malfoy place 'false hope' charms on them which causes them to hallucinate and drop their guard
-the four are chained to a carefully hidden torture table
-Werewolf Harry attacks a kid, but the mother saves him and cheats Harry out of a dinner
-Voldemort arrives in the forest where the four are chained to the table
-he releases the leader of the werewolves- the Lunafucus- and orders it to attack Harry
NOW, on to the story…
Chapter 5: Metamorphosis of the Cruenta
Harry bounded down the street, trying to find something- or someone- to satisfy his ravenous appetite. He would find nothing near the woman's house, however, as her shouting had probably alerted many others of his presence, and she had most likely summoned some members of the Ministry to deal with him. He would have to go somewhere further away before any Ministry members arrived. He ran back up the hill, past the shack he escaped from earlier. He noticed a house located far away in an isolated part of a valley. He was sure that somebody was home because smoke was coming out of the chimney. No other houses were within a two mile radius of it. Perfect…no one would hear the screams.
Ginny shrieked as the Lunafucas jumped onto the table. Its weight caused it to sag. Eyes madly rolling, it tried to decide which one of them to attack first.
"The boy! Harry! To your right! Smell that awful stench? He's the one you want! Attack him!" Voldemort cried impatiently.
The Lunafucas immediately turned towards Harry. It snarled and huge glistening strands of saliva fell from its mouth. Breathing hard, it leapt onto his chest. Harry yelled in pain as his ribs collapsed inward and shattered. The gigantic wolf emitted a wild howl of triumph and sunk its fangs in to his victim.
"The boy who lived…is no more!" Voldemort shouted triumphantly. He called the Lunafucus off of Harry and summoned it back to him, keeping it out of the way of the metamorphosis.
Pain wracked Harry's body. Drawing breath became a chore as his body morphed. His broken bones molded back together, but in different positions than before. However, it didn't stop there. He screamed in pain as his pain went to an entirely new level. His skin splintered and hair burst forth. His skin heated up and melted, running in strings along his body, finally cooling in their correct positions…
Ron, who was chained next to Harry's seizuring body kept tugging at the chains, trying to get loose. "W-what's happening to him? Is this transformation supposed to do that? And…w-why is he growing even bigger than the leader of the wolves?" Ron asked worriedly. Hermione lay back on the table, preparing for the worst. She shut her eyes tightly and opened them again, hoping that this was all just a bad dream. When she reopened her eyes, she found herself staring at something worse…
"Oh God, it's a Cruentaluna- a full red moon. Harry's become even more powerful than the leader of the Lunafucai. He's become something totally different!" she moaned. As if to accentuated her statement, the chains binding Harry crumbled to bits around his still-growing limbs. The table cracked and broke apart into many different pieces.
"We're free! Hurry, we have to get out of here," Ron called. He managed to break apart the heavy wood that was attached to the chains and was now free. He pulled Hermione and Ginny towards him, but he could not move Harry.
"Leave…me…I-" but Harry's voice cracked and a low, throaty howl came out. "I'll hold off Voldemort," he continued, his breathing becoming more ragged. Ron cast him a worried look, but pulled Ginny and Hermione with him, into the forest. Remembering all the Death Eaters, he quickly switched direction and resumed dragging Hermione and Ginny across the forest to the river.
"Not so fast, Weasley." The Malfoys blocked off their exit.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Hermione shouted, pointing her wand at them. Their bodies snapped rigidly and they fell over, however, not before Lucius managed to call out, "Avada Kedavra." Ron and Hermione ducked to avoid it, but Ginny was too slow. It hit her straight in the chest, and before she could say or do anything, the sound of speeding death filled the riverside and claimed its victim. Ginny lay dead on the ground, her flaming red hair contrasting sharply with her paled features.
"Ginny!!!" Ron cried. He was too shocked to do anything other than gape at his sister's corpse. He walked numbly over to her body and fell to his knees. "Ginny…no…" he moaned, burying his face in his hands. Suddenly, enraged, he turned to face Voldemort. "I'll kill you! I'LL KILL YOU!!!" he shrieked furiously, a dangerous gleam entering his eyes as he advanced toward Voldemort.
"Ron, don't!" Hermione shouted. However, Ron was too angry to care what she was saying. His mind was set on murdering the Dark Lord, and nothing would keep him from his goal. Not Hermione, who was trying to restrain him; not Voldemort who was sneering at him and pointing his wand at him; and not Harry, who was slowly getting up from the table and heading in their direction.
Harry raced full-speed toward the little house in the valley. Dusk would soon give way to twilight, which in turn would become dawn. A feeling of urgency arose in him, carrying him even faster than normal. After an hour, he arrived. His facial features distorted into an odd grin full of malice. A light was on in an upstairs window, and a lone figure moved about inside, casting a silhouette against the thin shade. Dinner time.
He moved to the opposite side of the house and began quietly digging, tearing up the earth with his sharp claws. After several minutes of hard work, he came to a barrier. He sniffed at it. He detected traces of wood, some plaster, and whitewall. If it were possible, he would have laughed. Obviously this person didn't know what frequented the woods. After scratching at it for awhile, he rammed his body against the whitewall and it crumbled. Luckily, most of the pieces fell outside the hole. He waited for a moment, and when he heard no noise, he went into the hole. He had gained entrance into the house.
He saw a faint light glowing outside the door, a reflection of light from some other part of the house. He headed towards it, loping slowly up the stairs of the basement onto the main floor. He stopped briefly in the kitchen. He found a goblet sitting on the table. He sniffed it gingerly and backed away, disgruntled. It smelled familiar. In fact, the whole place smelled familiar, but he couldn't quite place it… He glanced outside the window. It was twilight. He grunted softly and continued in the direction of the light. Behind him, the empty goblet was still smoking.
"Dominatus!" Voldemort cried. Ron gasped as the spell grazed his cheek and kept going. He heard a snarl behind him. Harry in his cruenta-lunafucus form saw a jet of light coming towards him, but he couldn't dodge it. He felt a red-hot searing pain on his forehead. His mind spun in circles making him dizzy. Harry was growled and kept on pawing at his head. Finally, the pain stopped and he ceased pawing at it and stood still, staring at Voldemort with the Dominatus rune glowing on the middle of his head. His green eyes were shot with a pitch black centre. "Heed my order- kill the mudblood and the other wizard," Voldemort commanded, obviously enjoying using new servant of darkness. Harry stalked towards Hermione and Ron, slowly and stealthily. Ron jolted to his senses. Grabbing Hermione's hand, they raced towards the river. Ron used his wand and levitated Ginny, floating her carefully behind him. Harry snarled and lunged at them. His two former friends stood frozen in the middle of the raging river, immobile with fear.
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Author's Note: Gee.. sorry for the long wait and the really short chapter, but this just seemed to be a good place to end it! I began the first half of the story a cough month ago, so if it seems different from the second half of it, that's why! I really do think the last chapter ought to wrap things up, so it'll be pretty long, or it'll be somewhat short with another chapter being an epilogue following it. I think I'll just make it all one chapter though. We'll see! I just have a few words to leave you with now: I HATE EXAMS!!! O yes…and REVIEW!! Please n thanks.