The next morning, the Gryffindor five were very tired indeed. Fortunately, their (the sixth-years, so not Ginny) first class was Herbology and that wasn't until 11:30, so they had a lovely sleep-in. At a late breakfast, Dumbledore didn't look any different, so they assumed that he had no idea what they were up to the night before. They were talking about it quietly and remembered that the other three still needed to become Animagiamo, so they decided to borrow a classroom that afternoon.

After all their classes were finished, they snuck into an unused classroom to begin. Hermione pulled out her wand, ready to begin.

"Hold on," said Ron, with a sudden frown. "What if I don't like the animal I turn into? What if it's something like a-a-" he pulled a face. "A goldfish or a spider?" he said, terror and nausea written upon his face. Hermione smiled reassuringly, and took his hand in his.

"Don't worry. The animal you turn into is best suited to your personality. No matter what you become, you have to like it because it reveals what you are like at heart. And," her voice dropped to a whisper so only he could hear – "I think you'll be something great."

Lindsey scowled deeply. "Are you trying to imply that I'm a kitten at heart? Cause I have to say, it's not all that virile," he questioned dangerously.

Ginny grinned and whispered in Hermione's ear, "I think he's upset that it undermines his manliness."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Not to worry, Lindsey; we all think you're still very manly. But it's also how other people see you, and it corresponds with the zodiac sometimes and the stars and stuff like that."

Harry looked enthusiastic. "Okay. Let's go for it!"

Hermione took out her wand and waved it over Ron's head, saying, "Anima Arcana!"

In an instant, Ron shrunk into an animal shape – he was a fluffy golden Retriever! Ron was a reddish-brown colour and had thick, cuddly-looking fur. He bounded around for a moment, exploring all his new movements. Then he turned and leapt over to Hermione. Her eyes popped open and she started shaking her head violently and backing up, her hands held in front of her face..

"No. No, NO! NO!!!!" Ron lunged towards her and pushed her frame on to some cushions lying on the ground. She started wailing, and he shut her up by licking her face sloppily.

At this time, Lindsey and Ginny were rolling on the floor laughing. Harry shook his head despairingly and looked away. Hermione started kicking furiously and wriggling and shrieking. She was whacking Ron with all her worth until he finally started turning back into a human. He let her up and raced back across the room before she could hit him any more. He was grinning like a maniac, and she was screaming like a maniac.

"You sick freak! Why do you do things like that?" she screeched. "This is just like the time back at the Burrow when I tried to wake up but had no air!"

He just smiled and cocked his head to the side, looking at her with calculating eyes. "Sorry," he said without conviction. "Couldn't help myself." Then he walked over to her, swept her up in his arms and kissed her. She pushed him away in surprise and sat down moodily.

"Excuse me, but if you don't give me notice before doing that again I will bitch-slap or seriously hex you," she said testily.

Ron cleared his throat and swallowed, looking very scared all of a sudden. "Okey-dokey. So, moving on…." He trailed off and Harry turned around.

"Nickname. Maybe Goldie?" Lindsey suggested. Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Sounds like a cereal or a fish to me," he said, quickly ducking the punch Ron sent his way. "Only joking!" he laughed.

Harry bit his lip in thought. "Well, how's about Laddie?" he asked, putting on a terrible imitation of a Scottish accent.

Ron shrugged. "Without the crappy accent, it's still bad," he said.

Harry screwed up his face. "Umm…Cana?" he suggested.

Ron looked at him weirdly until Hermione stepped in and said, "You know, from Latin? Canine, canus, it means dog."

A look of recognition dawned on Ron's face while Ginny muttered something like 'thick'. He grinned.

"That's cool. I just thought Harry was going to name me after a tin of baked beans or something."

Lindsey laughed and clapped his hands together. "Now, let's move on. Hermione, you want to go next?" he asked. She nodded and stood up. Ginny took out her wand and said the incantation, "Anima Arcana!"

Hermione didn't shrink as much as she hunched over and grew longer. Her limbs became shorter and her shoulder blades more pronounced. She turned into a cheetah. She opened her powerful jaws to reveal rows of sharp, gleaming white teeth. She purred – a frightening sound to the others when faced by an enormous, man-eating wild animal. Hermione leisurely licked a massive paw and prowled around the room for a while, drawing her claws and tearing at the carpet in the classroom. She rolled on her back and stretched. Then she started turning back into a human. Hermione (in her normal form) looked up from the carpet. She saw four people looking down at her with differing expressions. Glancing down at herself, she blushed and rearranged herself into a more lady-like fashion.

"Well, that pose was a bit Victoria's Secret, wasn't it?" she flustered. "So, name?"

Ginny bit her lip in thought. "Well, Ripper is as good as any."

"That sounds a bit bloodthirsty. Like Jack the Ripper?"

Ginny shook her head with wide eyes and a smile. "Uh, no. Check those claws and fangs, 'Mione! They're pretty scary. You look dangerous as a cheetah and I just thought the name fit."

Hermione had a pleased look on her face and she grinned. "Okay," she laughed. "It's kind of empowering."

Last, Lindsey turned to Harry and without even telling him, cried, "Anima Arcana!"

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Meanwhile, up in the Tower, Rose was having some problems.

"Draco, damnit, just relax!" she yelled for the umpteenth time. "I can't do this unless you let me!"

Draco scowled mutinously. "Why the hell should I?" he questioned.

Rose pursed her lips. "Well, Dumbledore said that there was no way you could fight with us or even just live as a normal person if you're so closed up to everyone. I mean, Professor Snape lets more people in on how he is than you do!" she cried, rather exasperated.

"And so all he really wants is to know 'how I am'?" he said contemptuously. "I could tell you that. I'm just fine. And if I don't want the sodding world to know exactly how I feel, I bloody well won't tell them!"

Rose groaned in frustration and sat down inside the Sphere. Porfessor Dumbledore had said that he wanted her to do some more work with him. He wanted Rose to open the closed door in Draco's psyche, but that was proving near impossible.

"Why are you being so difficult? Are you always such a hostile jerk, or just now?" she asked, her temper starting to rise rapidly.

Draco snorted scornfully. "I wouldn't be so hostile if you weren't trying to probe my mind. I don't like having self-righteous freaks like you in my head, so sue me if I don't cooperate," he said waspishly.

"You know what you are?" asked Rose with a calculating stare.

"….handsome, witty, a total heartthrob?" he suggested, glaring at her, daring her to say otherwise.

"Not really. You're a stubborn, obnoxious, arrogant mule!" she yelled. That caught him off guard.

Draco looked shocked. He just glowered at her in surprise for a moment, but that was all she needed. Rose let go of the crystal she was holding and rammed her magickally-charged hands into his skull before he even knew about it. He didn't have a chance to object.

She fished around for awhile, came to the door, and tried to open it again. It was still locked tight. Rose looked in the window and she could see Aurora there – still the only person allowed. She pulled out and just looked at his shocked, furious face for a moment with frustration.

"Well," she began. "I suppose that was a little progress. I made it inside your psyche without you throwing me back out."

Just then Draco looked at his watch in alarm. "Oh – gotta go," he said and quickly stood up. He cursed under his breath and said, "Oh no! I'm late! I hope she's okay…" and flew out the door.

Obviously, he was going after Aurora. He was driving Rose insane with his crappy attitude, and a psychopathic psychic is never a good thing. Especially when that psychopathic psychic had the ability to take over control of your mind.

Rose just stood there scowling. He was so rude! She hated it when people were like that. He just infuriated her whenever he came near. He thought he was so good, so superior; but she knew he had serious issues. She screeched in frustration and went back to her bedroom, wondering where he was going when Dumbledore told him to stay.

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Meanwhile, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Lindsey and Ginny were back in the Gryffindor common room, plotting another visit to the Tower in a few nights' time. After that, they soon discovered that they were all bored out of their minds.

They decided that it was a shame to stay indoors, but they didn't fancy going outside. Then Ginny giggled, looking out the window in the direction of the lake..

"You know what would be fun?" she said.

Harry shook his head. "What, Ginny?" he said warily.

"Running through the sprinklers on the lawn!" she giggled. Harry frowned.

"But aren't they protected from students doing that? I thought it was impossible to cross the line to the sprinklers. McGonnagal made it that way because students were always going there against the rules. Besides, it's pretty cold."

Ginny frowned, and pouted. "Oh," she said.

Ron looked skeptical. "But if we're Animagiamo, the line might not detect us!" he said brightly.

"And we could cast a warming spell!" Harry grinned. "Well in that case, I think you should just let me get some swimming trunks and I'll be right back." With that, all five ran off to their dormitories to grab their swimming costumes and rejoined in the common room. They ran back down to the Great Hall, hiding their swimming costumes under their robes, and walked outside. There, they ran across the lawns to the lake. Hiding behind some trees, they each transformed just in front of the line marking the out-of-bounds are for students.

Lindsey turned into Felix the cat.

Ginny turned into Tweet the finch.

Ron became Cana the golden retriever.

Hermione became Ripper the cheetah.

Harry became a tall stag by the name of Hart.

This was all well and fine, and the five animals crossed the line, transformed back into humans, got dressed quickly and cast the spell to ward off cold. They were jumping and screaming (well, the girls were anyway) in the sprinklers, before anyone bothered to spare a glance towards the lake. They were met by a very odd sight.

A/N

Hey I know it's clichèd, but what else could Harry be, I ask you?

And in case you don't know, 'stag' and 'hart' are both names given to male deer. Heehee, the Hart idea I got from an episode of Angel – Wolfram and Hart. Guess what people? I have been on ff.net for months and months and I have read oodles of fics, but only last night when I was in bed did I actually realise what POV stood for. point of view! I got the gist; just never understood the acronym. Man, am I clever.

The next chapter is going to be the most amazing, action-filled yet!! You will have your socks knocked off by what you discover. BUT I haven't actually written it yet; I only have the plan. This gives me major leverage and if you want it quickly than REVIEW!!!!!!!! I can write really quickly if the public wants – it all depends if I feel loved. Yes, I realise this is blackmail.

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