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Juliedecarson, devilangel05, Hpfreakout, Lady Lily 3, nljfs, snuffles, sexyissnape126: Thanks for the encouragement. I am trying to add twists and turns and bring it up to my high expectations. I think the basic premise and story line is good, but character development and various scenes need a little help. Oh well. Doing the best I can. Thanks for reviewing and please continue. It keeps me going!

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Harry awoke the next morning with a vague sense of unease. He knew that he had not had any bad dreams, but was aware that something was not quite right. He was suddenly aware that the curtains around his bed were open and that the whole of his room was staring at him. "What's that matter? What's wrong? Is it Voldemort?" he asked nervously. He noticed that several flinched as he mentioned the Dark Lord's name.

"umm… You aren't aware of what just happened?" asked Ron nervously.

"Well, what happened?" Harry was now growing more irritated by the minute. 'Why were all these people staring at him? What was going on?'

"You seemed to be asleep, but all of our broomsticks suddenly started flying towards your bed. It made quite a racket and woke us all up. I'm surprised that you didn't wake up? What's going on, Harry? Were you dreaming?"

Harry suddenly remembered his dream. He was on a professional quidditch team and was flying around the pitch with his teammates. He tried a fancy move to escape one of the bludgers, but unfortunately fell off his broom in the meantime. He was in the middle of wishing for another one when he woke up. "Oh… umm… I'm sure it was nothing. Just some weird occurrence. Don't worry about it." Harry said embarrassedly.

While the other students including Ron looked unconvinced, they slowly started readying themselves for the day. Harry got up hurriedly and started putting on his school robes. He wanted to see if he could catch Professor Snape in his room before he went to the great hall.

As Harry flew into the common room of the tower, he noticed that Hermione was already up and studying some book as usual. He, however, did not give her a second glance, but just flew out of the portrait. Harry knew that he would pay for this later, but at this moment was more concerned about what had happened. As he approached the dungeons, he was suddenly leery about knocking on Snape's private quarters. Just as soon as he had decided to turn around and head to breakfast assuming that there was nothing wrong, the door to his quarters opened and Snape appeared.

"Harry," said a startled Snape. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry I came, sir, it's just that I had this dream and then there were these brooms and everyone was starting and I didn't know and…" Harry said quickly.

"Woah! Slow down, Harry. What happened?"

"Well, I was having this dream that I was a professional quidditch player. I fell off my broom and was wishing for another one when I woke up. Everyone was staring at me and I had all of their brooms around me on the bed. I don't know how it happened."

"Oh Harry!" Snape said laughingly uncharacteristically. "Remember I told you about the ability to cast spells without actually saying the words? Well, this is just a runoff of that spell. It's like all magic. It sometimes can be uncontrollable until you get the hang of it. From now on when we have our 'detentions' we will work on this so that this won't happen again. What did you tell the other students?"

"I just told them that it was a freak thing. I don't think they were convinced."

"I would imagine not. Oh well, let them be suspicious. It won't hurt anything. Have you by any chance told Ron and Hermione of this new ability of yours?"

"No, sir."

"Well, it would probably be a good idea. They can assist you in covering up until you get the hang of it. Don't forget we have a detention together tonight at 8 o'clock. I'll help you with mastering it better then."

"Yes, sir."

"You better go ahead to the great hall. People will be wondering where you are. Make sure you make something up. People mustn't know that we are this close. I look forward to seeing you tonight."

When Harry reached the Great Hall, he immediately spotted Hermione and Ron. He went over to them and preceded to tell them – very quietly – about this new ability and what it meant.

"Well, that makes much more sense in the light of what happened this morning." Said Ron.

"What happened this morning?" asked Hermione.

Ron filled her in, explaining everything in great detail.

"Ah ha! That would explain why you went hurrying past me out of the common room this morning. You might have talked to me Harry. I've long suspected this. Ever since we learned that Snape was your father."

"You suspected?"

"Yes, I read in a book somewhere about the few wizards who have this ability. It is so rare that they mentioned the names of the families. Snape was among them. Unfortunately, so were the Malfoys."

"Leave it to Hermione to know something before everyone else does." Said Ron a little bitterly.

"Come on guys! We don't want to be late for our first animagus class. This is going to be loads of fun!" said Harry.

As they entered the classroom, they get a typical stare from McGonagall as she looked at her watch. "Very well, now that everyone has arrived. Let's begin. As you know, becoming an animagus takes extreme concentration, lots of patience, and even more talent. Dumbledore has gauged which of his students that he believes has the ability to become an animagus and that's why there are so few of you in this class."

As Harry looked around he noticed that the class consisted of Mandy Brocklehurst (a Ravenclaw that Harry was not very familiar with), Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff, and no one from Slytherin. They were the only Gryffindor students.

"Before we actually start to try and transform, we must learn precisely the technique behind it. Therefore, if everyone will pull out their books 'Becoming an Animagus: Techniques and Tips' we will begin learning."

The class passed very slowly for Harry and his friends and even more so because this was double animagus. As they were leaving the classroom preparing to go to the great hall Ron started in on the class.

"That was horrible. All that studying. Who knew that this would be so boring. I thought we'd be learning to transform. I want to know what I'm going to become. I hope it's something wonderful."

"McGonagall is absolutely right," said Hermione. "We must study the books before we actually begin the process."

"You would think that," said Harry. "I'm sure that Defense Against the Dark Arts won't be so bad. After all, Lupin is back you know. I guess we'll find out soon enough at any rate. That's our next class. After that I have to meet with Dumbledore and learn some secret spells or something. What classes do you guys have?"

"I have Care of Magical Creatures. I can't believe you two didn't take that with me. What am I going to do in there without you guys? With my luck, Malfoy will still be in there!" said Ron.

"I'm sure it won't be all bad Ron. Really Hagrid isn't that bad of a teacher." At this Ron raised his eyebrows. "At any rate, I couldn't give up Ancient Runes. I won't have healing techniques until tomorrow morning. I can't wait to get started with that. I know that will come in handy."

"That must mean I have another Care of Magical Creatures class tomorrow morning. Maybe I should drop that."

"I just want to see what Dumbledore has in store for me."

"You'll have to let us know what's going on, Harry."

"What I want to know is when you're going to have the first quidditch practice?"

"Well, it can't be tonight. I have another detention with Snape." Said Harry smiling. "I guess we'll have our first practice tomorrow night where we can come up with a regular schedule and get everything situated. I'll make sure and inform everyone on the team."

"Great! Now come on. Let's eat! I'm starving and we have class soon." Said Ron in a manner very typical of him.

"Alright. Alright said Hermione."