A/N: Okay, here's the third chapter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series. (Obviously!) J.K. Rowling does. The only thing I own is the plot. If I did own anything else, you would see this story in your local bookstore. So you're welcome to check but I doubt you'll find anything except the masterpieces created by J.K. Rowling!
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"What was that?!" Ron and Harry exclaimed in unison. It had come from the common room, so they ran down stairs.
"Hermione?" Harry asked when he saw the look of horror on her face in the common room. "What's wrong?" Then he noticed the book. The book with the animal potion in it.
"Where did you get that?" Harry asked slowly, but angrily.
"Harry, I just had to find out what you were up to so I snuck up and found the book in your wardrobe and the paper with the animal transformation potion was on it, and you're not really going to do it, are you?" Hermione asked desperately.
"Yes, I am," Harry said. "I'm going to change into an owl."
"What?" Ron cried. "You're going to make a potion that that transforms you into an owl?"
"It's not like it's permanent or anything," Harry mumbled.
"Harry, it is!" Hermione cried. "Read the fine print!" she thrust the book in his face.
Harry read the tiny writing that he hadn't noticed before: After one year of transformation, the change will become permanent. This means that after one year, the drinker will no longer think his own thoughts, he will become exactly like the chosen animal.
"Good, then I won't even know about myself," Harry said.
"But Harry, who will defeat Voldemort?" Hermione asked.
"Not the boy-who-lived, obviously!" Harry exclaimed happily. "Don't you see; this is what I want! I don't want to think like a human; I don't want to feel those emotions; I don't want to BE a human!"
"But Harry," Ron said. "That owl just won't be YOU!"
"At least after a year, there's no chance of him being Harry," Hermione muttered. "Unless you drink the antidote."
"I didn't even know there was an antidote!" Harry said. "And I'll never drink it because in a little over a week, Harry James Potter, the Boy- Who-Lived will NEVER be human again!"
***
Harry sat in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom brewing the potion. It was almost ready, tomorrow was the last day that the potion needed to simmer. Tomorrow was the day he would add Hedwig's feather. Tomorrow was the day that Harry turned into an owl. Which meant, that today was Harry's last day ever of being human.
Harry sighed. Was this what he really wanted? Yeah, he thought, it is. He didn't want to be the kid who stuck out over everybody else, he wanted to be normal. And if turning into an owl was one of the only ways to do that, then he'd to it.
"Harry," Hermione had come into the deserted girl's bathroom. "Don't do this."
"Hermione, I have to!" Harry exclaimed. "You know that!"
"Yeah, but, in twenty four hours, I'll never see you as well, you again!" Hermione started to sob.
"You'll see me, just as an owl instead." Harry said.
"That's not you, though." Hermione cried. "It's not the real you."
"Well, this is the me I want to be," Harry sighed.
***
Today was the day.
Harry carefully added the smooth, beautiful white feather from Hedwig's wing. The potion shone a neon green.
"Harry," Hermione whispered. Both she and Ron had chose to be present at the time Harry drank the potion. "No."
"Yes," Harry said as he poured some of the potion in a clear, glass cup. It smelled like the Owlery. "Bye," He poured the green potion immediately into his mouth.
"NO!!!!!!!!!" Hermione and Ron cried. They watched as their best friend transformed into a beautiful black owl with huge, emerald green eyes. He had tiny white specks on his feathers and a very small miniature version of his lightning bolt scar in white was in the center of his eyes.
To Harry, the transformation was easy and painless compared to the one with the Polyjuice Potion. He shrank quickly while his skin turned into black feathers. His robes shrink and turned into white dots that littered his feathers. His eyes grew while his scar shrunk and his glasses lost their bridge and framed his big eyes. His feet turned into dark claws.
"Wow," Hermione and Ron couldn't help themselves; even though that they were still very upset about Harry not being there with them as a human, they couldn't believe how beautiful the owl was in front of them. Then, Hermione burst into sobs again.
"How could you do this to us?" Hermione cried. "We were your best friends!"
Harry turned his head towards the open window and hooted softly; almost as if to say sorry and goodbye at the same time. He opened his wings and swiftly flew out of Hogwarts, leaving everything that he had ever cared about behind.
***
Harry loved the feeling of being an owl. He could soar as high as he wanted and he didn't seem to have any worries. He wanted to stay in the sky forever, never returning to land again. Never returning to Hogwarts again.
Harry suddenly felt sad all of a sudden about leaving his friends behind. But this was what he wanted. Then why did he feel guilty?
Suddenly, Harry feel out of the sky and landed with a thud.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~ A/N: Another cliffie! I like doing cliffhangers cause it's fun. Like always. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (That little review button might get rusty, you know)
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series. (Obviously!) J.K. Rowling does. The only thing I own is the plot. If I did own anything else, you would see this story in your local bookstore. So you're welcome to check but I doubt you'll find anything except the masterpieces created by J.K. Rowling!
***
"What was that?!" Ron and Harry exclaimed in unison. It had come from the common room, so they ran down stairs.
"Hermione?" Harry asked when he saw the look of horror on her face in the common room. "What's wrong?" Then he noticed the book. The book with the animal potion in it.
"Where did you get that?" Harry asked slowly, but angrily.
"Harry, I just had to find out what you were up to so I snuck up and found the book in your wardrobe and the paper with the animal transformation potion was on it, and you're not really going to do it, are you?" Hermione asked desperately.
"Yes, I am," Harry said. "I'm going to change into an owl."
"What?" Ron cried. "You're going to make a potion that that transforms you into an owl?"
"It's not like it's permanent or anything," Harry mumbled.
"Harry, it is!" Hermione cried. "Read the fine print!" she thrust the book in his face.
Harry read the tiny writing that he hadn't noticed before: After one year of transformation, the change will become permanent. This means that after one year, the drinker will no longer think his own thoughts, he will become exactly like the chosen animal.
"Good, then I won't even know about myself," Harry said.
"But Harry, who will defeat Voldemort?" Hermione asked.
"Not the boy-who-lived, obviously!" Harry exclaimed happily. "Don't you see; this is what I want! I don't want to think like a human; I don't want to feel those emotions; I don't want to BE a human!"
"But Harry," Ron said. "That owl just won't be YOU!"
"At least after a year, there's no chance of him being Harry," Hermione muttered. "Unless you drink the antidote."
"I didn't even know there was an antidote!" Harry said. "And I'll never drink it because in a little over a week, Harry James Potter, the Boy- Who-Lived will NEVER be human again!"
***
Harry sat in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom brewing the potion. It was almost ready, tomorrow was the last day that the potion needed to simmer. Tomorrow was the day he would add Hedwig's feather. Tomorrow was the day that Harry turned into an owl. Which meant, that today was Harry's last day ever of being human.
Harry sighed. Was this what he really wanted? Yeah, he thought, it is. He didn't want to be the kid who stuck out over everybody else, he wanted to be normal. And if turning into an owl was one of the only ways to do that, then he'd to it.
"Harry," Hermione had come into the deserted girl's bathroom. "Don't do this."
"Hermione, I have to!" Harry exclaimed. "You know that!"
"Yeah, but, in twenty four hours, I'll never see you as well, you again!" Hermione started to sob.
"You'll see me, just as an owl instead." Harry said.
"That's not you, though." Hermione cried. "It's not the real you."
"Well, this is the me I want to be," Harry sighed.
***
Today was the day.
Harry carefully added the smooth, beautiful white feather from Hedwig's wing. The potion shone a neon green.
"Harry," Hermione whispered. Both she and Ron had chose to be present at the time Harry drank the potion. "No."
"Yes," Harry said as he poured some of the potion in a clear, glass cup. It smelled like the Owlery. "Bye," He poured the green potion immediately into his mouth.
"NO!!!!!!!!!" Hermione and Ron cried. They watched as their best friend transformed into a beautiful black owl with huge, emerald green eyes. He had tiny white specks on his feathers and a very small miniature version of his lightning bolt scar in white was in the center of his eyes.
To Harry, the transformation was easy and painless compared to the one with the Polyjuice Potion. He shrank quickly while his skin turned into black feathers. His robes shrink and turned into white dots that littered his feathers. His eyes grew while his scar shrunk and his glasses lost their bridge and framed his big eyes. His feet turned into dark claws.
"Wow," Hermione and Ron couldn't help themselves; even though that they were still very upset about Harry not being there with them as a human, they couldn't believe how beautiful the owl was in front of them. Then, Hermione burst into sobs again.
"How could you do this to us?" Hermione cried. "We were your best friends!"
Harry turned his head towards the open window and hooted softly; almost as if to say sorry and goodbye at the same time. He opened his wings and swiftly flew out of Hogwarts, leaving everything that he had ever cared about behind.
***
Harry loved the feeling of being an owl. He could soar as high as he wanted and he didn't seem to have any worries. He wanted to stay in the sky forever, never returning to land again. Never returning to Hogwarts again.
Harry suddenly felt sad all of a sudden about leaving his friends behind. But this was what he wanted. Then why did he feel guilty?
Suddenly, Harry feel out of the sky and landed with a thud.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~ A/N: Another cliffie! I like doing cliffhangers cause it's fun. Like always. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (That little review button might get rusty, you know)
