A/N – Yelling galore in here but still pretty mild. Oh and Bellatrix Lestrange shows up…and we learn how to count badly to 30!
Disclaimer – I'm tired of saying this so I'm going to say it once more here and then that's it. Any Harry Potter characters are copyrighted to J.K. Rowling. Alias Demos belongs to me alone. Got it? Get it. Good.
Confrontations and Counting Lessons
Alias pulled on her black shirt while standing in the woods, waiting really. She knew something was going to happen here. She could just tell. Her mind raced as she listened until she heard the snapping of a twig. She didn't even take notice really, she knew it was Harry. She had followed him for a while now she was sure she knew when he was coming. Though she had been wrong before. She looked up as he walked into the clearing. "Alias I'm really sorry." Alias held up her hand cutting him off. "No don't even start Harry. Because I don't want to hear any I'm sorry's from you. You believed what you saw last night and that's all that matters. Even if I know what really happened."
Harry sighed and walked up to her, she turned her back to him, listening. Although she wasn't smart enough to tell him that. He turned her around and made her look him in the eye. "Alias I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed something was going on between you and Draco." Alias was about to say something but stopped, well mostly because her and Harry were flying through the air now. They landed in an awkward position. Alias was on her back, saying that alone sounded dirty, while Harry was lying on top of her unconscious. Alias then noticed why Grawp had sent them flying. There was a deatheater advancing towards them.
Rolling Harry off of herself Alias stood up. Knowing that she wouldn't be able to focus enough to use her powers after that hit to the head. She looked around. About 10 of them were surrounding her and an unconscious Harry. She flinched. She stood over Harry, trying to block any spells that came his way. She didn't have near enough room to move to transform. Harry was slowly starting to wake up beneath her. He looked up in time for Alias to have made up her mind. She flinched as her clothes were ripped from her body in her transformation from human to cougar.
"Whoa…I knew she could do it, but I didn't know she could do it." He heard himself say. He looked at the 6ft cougar over top of him and shuddered. She could kill him easily if she wanted too. Although she looked as if the last thing she wanted to do was kill him. He watched her moving from side to side as if she was anxious. He could see why, 10 deatheaters were surrounding them. All of them were drawing their wands. He could tell by looking in her eyes that she was worried. She seemed less cold than she had before.
"Look Lucious, Potter has a pussycat protecting him." There was a thundering growl above him and he looked up to see Alias with her hackles bared. Her fangs glistened in a non existent light. Lucious Malfoy laughed at her growls, though he looked utterly perturbed. He was even shaking a little. One by one the deatheaters locked eyes with Alias, and one by one they shrank back as if she was poisonous to their health. Well, she probably is, Harry thought to himself nearly snorting at the thought.
One, two, three, four. Alias paced her movements to a time set in her mind. One deatheater shot the spell Flagrate at her. It burned her fur and skin. But she ignored it as she still stood over Harry. Not even aware that he was awake. Though he was awake and alive he couldn't have gotten to his wand if he wanted too. It was too far away for him to get. And he was sure he had broken his wand arm. Although if he thought about it, had Alias not take the full blow he would have broken a lot more. He noticed that Alias seemed to be favoring her left hind leg, so her left leg.
Nineteen, twenty, twenty one; the Flagrate spell was shot at her a few more times. She ignored the pain coursing through her body. "Well Bellatrix it seems you are called to play." The deatheaters backed off. Leaving Bellatrix Lestrange to fight Alias alone. Alias seemed to sense this and stood stiffer. Her eyes colder than he had ever seen them. Twenty six, twenty seven: Bellatrix raised her wand. "Time to get rid of the kitty cat.", twenty eight, twenty nine; "Avada Kedavra!" Green light shot towards Alias. Harry felt pain rip at his heart. Thirty. Alias closed her eyes as she was hit with the light. She fell into a little heap, changing back into that of a human.
Harry covered her with his cloak and picked her up. Gently carrying her towards the school. He grabbed his wand on the way by. He ran, although he held her gently, as fast as he could towards the Hospital Wing. When he got there Madam Pomfrey was there almost immediately. "What happened?" Harry wasn't given time to reply as she healed his arm and sent him to get McGonagall.