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Chapter 4: Animagi
After meeting Sirius for three days early in the morning, then going to work, except for the last day when he perfected his apparating technique, Harry was spent. He lay in his bed, unable to move from his stiff muscles of lifting and apparating. He finally started to move around in his bed remembering he was going to find out what his animagus form is.
With his bones cracking as he got up, he took a shower and started getting ready. All the while thinking about what he read about the animagus transformation. The animal you were able to get depended on your personality or some strong character traits that that specific person possessed. It was possible to have multiple animagus forms, but if you had more than five, it usually meant you had some mental issues to deal with. It was also possible to have a magical animagus form, but you had to have extremely strong traits or a personality for that to happen. You also had to have someone cast a reveling spell on you and you would transform into your animal for a brief period of time and you would also feel what trait caused you to become that animal.
Harry was wondering how Sirius was going to cast that spell, because Harry knew it wasn't of normal power, and it would alert the Ministry, if Sirius could perform the spell.
Harry was also reflecting on the past few days he had with Sirius. He enjoyed laughing and joking around with him, but was starting to feel suffocated always having to be around someone. At least it was Sirius. It would be bittersweet when Sirius left. Not that he would miss him; it would just be that he would be worrying about his safety. Harry was almost longing to be by himself again.
Harry forgot how liberating it was to be alone after he went to Hogwarts. His friends were great; it's just, sometimes, easier to be alone, by yourself. No one you have to please, no one you have to live up to. It was just easier.
Harry finally made it to the clearing where he had been practicing apparating the days before. He decided to walk there, hoping to stretch out his aching muscles, and he didn't want to become lazy and just apparate to places that he could get to by walking. Harry was the only one there when he arrived, so he just sat back against a tree and closed his eyes.
`What keeps poking me?' asked an angered Harry. He opened his eyes to find Sirius prodding him with a stick in the center of his fore head, trying not to fall over laughing at the state of Harry's face.
"Looks like someone had a rough night," Sirius commented to Harry.
"Yeah, well, you would be tired too after three days of apparating," an angry Harry stated.
"Been there, done that," Sirius said happily, pissing Harry of even more.
"Shut it, and let's start," Harry said, impatiently.
"Can't, we have to what for the old bat," Sirius stated, enjoying the look of anger on Harry's face increasing, then for some reason turning into amusement.
"A wait no longer," said an aged voice from an old woman, "the old bat has arrived." Sirius' face was the funniest thing had ever seen in his life, going from amused, to a face full of terror. "I guess cleaning the ten litter boxes didn't teach you a lesson, flea bag?"
"I-it did m-ma'am, I-I was j-just kidding," Sirius said trying to give a nervous chuckle that came out in a whimper. Harry was laughing hard on the ground at hearing Sirius' punishment from the first he arrived. Mrs. Figg just scowled at Sirius and smiled in Harry's direction.
"No matter, lets get this show on the road, I've got to go feed them damned cats soon." This made Harry laugh harder hearing an old lady cuss like that, even though it was pretty mild.
"R-right," Sirius said, glad he wasn't be scolded for the first time since being around Mrs. Figg, "the reason Mrs. Figg is here is to perform the spell, so I'll step back, and let her handle it." Sirius said, stepping back.
"About time, Black, my time is valuable, and wasting it on a scoundrel like you, is not in my plans." Mrs. Figg said menacingly to Sirius, and turned to Harry, who was now standing up with no giggles coming from him. Mrs. Figg's face instantly lost the scowl and turned into a warm smile at seeing him. "Right dear, how are you today?" Mrs. Figg asked, pleasantly.
"Oh, just a little tired from practicing apparating and working, but other then that, I'm fine." Harry answered a little nervously, making a mental note not to get on her bad side.
"That's understandable, dear, but I'm afraid after you find out what animagus you'll be, you'll be even more tired than before." She stated in a concerned like fashion.
"Aw, that's alright, I'm really dying to know what animal I'll be, it's been driving me crazy ever since Sirius sent me that book." Harry said nodding in the direction of Sirius who looked nervous, fiddling with the hem of his shirt at having Mrs. Figg's attention placed back on to him.
"Well, that's not what I call a suitable gift to give to an impressionable child, but anyways, are you ready Hon?" Mrs. Figg asked sweetly.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Harry replied enthusiastically.
"Alright, remember to relax and let your animal just come out," with that said, she waved her wand and said some words Harry couldn't make as he seen the purple beam whizzing towards him.
At first, he didn't feel anything. He then blacked out, but could tell he was on his feet. All of a sudden, he felt himself being pulled three different ways. He then figured that he had multiple forms, but was curiouser as to what his forms would be.
After his curiosity came out, he was thrust forward. He felt him self fall to the ground. When he opened his eyes, he noticed the new sharpness of his vision and the scents around him. He stood up, and noticed he was quite tall. After realizing his sudden altitude, he started to get dizzy. He shook his head, and noticed his new, brighter than Weasely red hair flow all around him. Harry decided to look at himself. His body had golden fur that seemed to glow when the light hit it right. The tip of his tail also consisted of the same red hair. He noticed how vivid it really was. Harry also felt the strong sense of bravery, but even a stronger sense of curiosity? Yes, he noticed now how bad he wanted to go examine the things around him. Just when he was getting ready to move, he blacked out again.
This time he was being pulled into two directions. He was starting to get afraid that he might turn into a snake. It's not that he disliked them, he just didn't like them. `Just what I need for everyone to think I'm the Heir of Slytherin again, oh well,' Harry thought `I just have to tough it out and be brave-' after thinking that, he once again was thrown, this time to the right.
Before Harry opened his eyes, he felt it. An extremely strong sense of bravery. Stronger than his first form. He also felt an urge to protect everyone he knew and didn't know. He also wanted to go out, and fight the injustice of the world. At this point, Harry opened his eyes. His eyesight was even keener in this form. He also noticed, he only came up to Sirius' hip, and he couldn't smell anything. He finally looked down at his body which looked almost black, but when light hit it, it gave a dark, emerald green sheen to it. He also noticed his powerful talons that were bright yellow. When Harry went to flap his wings, he blacked out once more.
This time Harry felt only one pull. It wasn't as strong as the first two times he did this. It almost felt like he hurt the animal's feelings. Harry, being stranded, felt utterly alone. Once again, he felt an undeniable force thrust him forward.
This time Harry felt loneliness. It was like he was the only being on the planet, but could also feel all the beings close to him. He also noticed all the interesting smells around him. Some pleasant, and some that were making him gag. He opened his eyes to examine his body. It was white. Pure white. He noticed that he came just above Sirius' waist and was incredible shaggy. He also noticed an elongated muzzle with a pink nose on the end. He felt this urge to run, just to run. When he lifted his paw his vision gave way to darkness, but this time he noticed, he was fainting.
(AN: Next chappie, Harry learns what animals he is exactly. And also, if I get too wordy with something, please tell me. Peace.)
Chapter 4: Animagi
After meeting Sirius for three days early in the morning, then going to work, except for the last day when he perfected his apparating technique, Harry was spent. He lay in his bed, unable to move from his stiff muscles of lifting and apparating. He finally started to move around in his bed remembering he was going to find out what his animagus form is.
With his bones cracking as he got up, he took a shower and started getting ready. All the while thinking about what he read about the animagus transformation. The animal you were able to get depended on your personality or some strong character traits that that specific person possessed. It was possible to have multiple animagus forms, but if you had more than five, it usually meant you had some mental issues to deal with. It was also possible to have a magical animagus form, but you had to have extremely strong traits or a personality for that to happen. You also had to have someone cast a reveling spell on you and you would transform into your animal for a brief period of time and you would also feel what trait caused you to become that animal.
Harry was wondering how Sirius was going to cast that spell, because Harry knew it wasn't of normal power, and it would alert the Ministry, if Sirius could perform the spell.
Harry was also reflecting on the past few days he had with Sirius. He enjoyed laughing and joking around with him, but was starting to feel suffocated always having to be around someone. At least it was Sirius. It would be bittersweet when Sirius left. Not that he would miss him; it would just be that he would be worrying about his safety. Harry was almost longing to be by himself again.
Harry forgot how liberating it was to be alone after he went to Hogwarts. His friends were great; it's just, sometimes, easier to be alone, by yourself. No one you have to please, no one you have to live up to. It was just easier.
Harry finally made it to the clearing where he had been practicing apparating the days before. He decided to walk there, hoping to stretch out his aching muscles, and he didn't want to become lazy and just apparate to places that he could get to by walking. Harry was the only one there when he arrived, so he just sat back against a tree and closed his eyes.
`What keeps poking me?' asked an angered Harry. He opened his eyes to find Sirius prodding him with a stick in the center of his fore head, trying not to fall over laughing at the state of Harry's face.
"Looks like someone had a rough night," Sirius commented to Harry.
"Yeah, well, you would be tired too after three days of apparating," an angry Harry stated.
"Been there, done that," Sirius said happily, pissing Harry of even more.
"Shut it, and let's start," Harry said, impatiently.
"Can't, we have to what for the old bat," Sirius stated, enjoying the look of anger on Harry's face increasing, then for some reason turning into amusement.
"A wait no longer," said an aged voice from an old woman, "the old bat has arrived." Sirius' face was the funniest thing had ever seen in his life, going from amused, to a face full of terror. "I guess cleaning the ten litter boxes didn't teach you a lesson, flea bag?"
"I-it did m-ma'am, I-I was j-just kidding," Sirius said trying to give a nervous chuckle that came out in a whimper. Harry was laughing hard on the ground at hearing Sirius' punishment from the first he arrived. Mrs. Figg just scowled at Sirius and smiled in Harry's direction.
"No matter, lets get this show on the road, I've got to go feed them damned cats soon." This made Harry laugh harder hearing an old lady cuss like that, even though it was pretty mild.
"R-right," Sirius said, glad he wasn't be scolded for the first time since being around Mrs. Figg, "the reason Mrs. Figg is here is to perform the spell, so I'll step back, and let her handle it." Sirius said, stepping back.
"About time, Black, my time is valuable, and wasting it on a scoundrel like you, is not in my plans." Mrs. Figg said menacingly to Sirius, and turned to Harry, who was now standing up with no giggles coming from him. Mrs. Figg's face instantly lost the scowl and turned into a warm smile at seeing him. "Right dear, how are you today?" Mrs. Figg asked, pleasantly.
"Oh, just a little tired from practicing apparating and working, but other then that, I'm fine." Harry answered a little nervously, making a mental note not to get on her bad side.
"That's understandable, dear, but I'm afraid after you find out what animagus you'll be, you'll be even more tired than before." She stated in a concerned like fashion.
"Aw, that's alright, I'm really dying to know what animal I'll be, it's been driving me crazy ever since Sirius sent me that book." Harry said nodding in the direction of Sirius who looked nervous, fiddling with the hem of his shirt at having Mrs. Figg's attention placed back on to him.
"Well, that's not what I call a suitable gift to give to an impressionable child, but anyways, are you ready Hon?" Mrs. Figg asked sweetly.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Harry replied enthusiastically.
"Alright, remember to relax and let your animal just come out," with that said, she waved her wand and said some words Harry couldn't make as he seen the purple beam whizzing towards him.
At first, he didn't feel anything. He then blacked out, but could tell he was on his feet. All of a sudden, he felt himself being pulled three different ways. He then figured that he had multiple forms, but was curiouser as to what his forms would be.
After his curiosity came out, he was thrust forward. He felt him self fall to the ground. When he opened his eyes, he noticed the new sharpness of his vision and the scents around him. He stood up, and noticed he was quite tall. After realizing his sudden altitude, he started to get dizzy. He shook his head, and noticed his new, brighter than Weasely red hair flow all around him. Harry decided to look at himself. His body had golden fur that seemed to glow when the light hit it right. The tip of his tail also consisted of the same red hair. He noticed how vivid it really was. Harry also felt the strong sense of bravery, but even a stronger sense of curiosity? Yes, he noticed now how bad he wanted to go examine the things around him. Just when he was getting ready to move, he blacked out again.
This time he was being pulled into two directions. He was starting to get afraid that he might turn into a snake. It's not that he disliked them, he just didn't like them. `Just what I need for everyone to think I'm the Heir of Slytherin again, oh well,' Harry thought `I just have to tough it out and be brave-' after thinking that, he once again was thrown, this time to the right.
Before Harry opened his eyes, he felt it. An extremely strong sense of bravery. Stronger than his first form. He also felt an urge to protect everyone he knew and didn't know. He also wanted to go out, and fight the injustice of the world. At this point, Harry opened his eyes. His eyesight was even keener in this form. He also noticed, he only came up to Sirius' hip, and he couldn't smell anything. He finally looked down at his body which looked almost black, but when light hit it, it gave a dark, emerald green sheen to it. He also noticed his powerful talons that were bright yellow. When Harry went to flap his wings, he blacked out once more.
This time Harry felt only one pull. It wasn't as strong as the first two times he did this. It almost felt like he hurt the animal's feelings. Harry, being stranded, felt utterly alone. Once again, he felt an undeniable force thrust him forward.
This time Harry felt loneliness. It was like he was the only being on the planet, but could also feel all the beings close to him. He also noticed all the interesting smells around him. Some pleasant, and some that were making him gag. He opened his eyes to examine his body. It was white. Pure white. He noticed that he came just above Sirius' waist and was incredible shaggy. He also noticed an elongated muzzle with a pink nose on the end. He felt this urge to run, just to run. When he lifted his paw his vision gave way to darkness, but this time he noticed, he was fainting.
(AN: Next chappie, Harry learns what animals he is exactly. And also, if I get too wordy with something, please tell me. Peace.)