Chapter Four – Locked In A Room With A Maniac

Ginny open her eyes slowly, only to feel a huge headache attack her senses. She immediately closed them again hoping that the pain would stop. Ginny said, "Why does my head hurt so badly?" only to find that she was making meowing noises.

"What the…" she trailed off as she once again opened her eyes, only to notice that she was in a room, with Harry standing over her. She hissed at him hoping to…wait a second, did I hiss? Ginny freaked out and looked at her hands only to find that her once perfectly groomed fingernails were now connected to a hairy paw.

Jumping off his bed she scampered over to the mirror and was shocked at what was looking back at her. She was a cat! Thinking that it was a dream she closed her eyes and opened them again.

"Damn!" She said. The cat was still there. Not noticing Harry approach her she examined her whiskers, tail and what she had to say was beautiful red fur. Her eyes were still the same color as before but besides that everything was different.

"What do you think? I would have turned you into something else but then I wouldn't be able to keep you and you would have to live in the dark forest. I cant have you dying on me now can I?" Harry looked smug, too smug.

Ginny's anger boiled over and without thinking she jumped up at Harry and let her claws come out. They sank into his shirt and punctured his skin very lightly. She scratched any part of his body that she could reach. Attacking without mercy Ginny hissed loudly. Soon she got tired and Harry was able to pull her off of him.

"God you're an animal! To bad you couldn't be like that in the sack." Harry said winking. Harry dropped her onto his enormous bed and put his head near hers so he could look her in the eye. From all of the scratching, Ginny was tired and panting very loudly. She wanted so badly to curl up and fall asleep but Harry wasn't letting her. He kept calling her name.

"Shut up!" She hissed. Her headache was back and she wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone.

"I told you you would always be with me. Since you don't want to be with me in human form, I will keep you in a cat form until you come to your senses." He got up and went to his dresser and pulled out a pair of golden boxers. As he pulled his shirt off he said, "I will feed you in the morning whenever I feel like it. You need to learn a lesson." Next his pants came off. At this Ginny looked the other way. She soon heard a thump and had a feeling that his boxers had hit the floor.

"No need to be bashful. You can look…I honestly don't care. You will one day be my wife and will have the privilege to see me naked every night. You might as well look now."

"Hell no!" Ginny meowed. The prick thought had had control over her; well he had a surprise coming.

The bed dipped indicating that Harry was lying next to her. Ginny couldn't stop her eyes from drooping for the need to rest was overwhelming. Ginny decided to jump off the bed and sleep next to the mirror hoping that the next time she looked into it she would be in a different body.

She quickly looked at Harry only to see him looking at her with a hurt look on his face.

"You can sleep down there tonight but tomorrow you will sleep up here with me. That's a not a request either."

With that he went to sleep, never knowing that Ginny had fallen asleep before one word had slipped from his lips.