Amoura led Harry through the garage doorway that the limousine parked in, as he looked around the place. It was clean, very clean and very stylish. Something about it felt right, the feeling continued until he was pushed into what was clearly a medical room.
"I need a diagnosis on my godson," Amoura ordered a pretty woman in a white lab coat, who walked up and waved her wand in front of Harry, "I want a full report tonight, Avan."
The woman nodded before motioning Harry away, her blonde hair bouncing in her wake as Amoura led him to another section of the building. Harry felt really tired right then, nearly colliding into a wall if it wasn't for Amoura's steady hand on his shoulder.
"Lets get you into bed, your body is still trying to repair itself from the removal of that dark magic in your scar. Seriously, cursed soul magic…" Amoura hisses before leading him into an office.
"The door on the right," She points to behind the desk, to the right, "Is the master bedroom, that is your bedroom, mine is on the left. If you need anything, don't be afraid to barge in."
Harry flushed a bit, as Amoura smiled, "And if you see me nude, I'll have you hold you responsible."
"F-for what?!"
Amoura grinned, "Why, for causing a lady like me to be your little maid in bed~"
Harry rushed out of her grip faster then the wind, closing the door behind him as she laughed at his expense.
That night, Amoura looked at her Godson in his new clothing. He looked quite dashing in his white pants, darker blue button down shirt, white suit jacket and white fedora. He looked like a smooth criminal, at least to her. Of course, she had taken several hours explaining to Harry his true heritage. He had been entirely against the idea of his parents being criminals, or having anything to do with it. That was until the medi-witch rushed in, stunned Harry and banished the contents of a purging potion into his stomach.
It was another hour later after that when the medi-witch explained that Harry had alchemic potions in his system, of course they were quite weak due to having his magic returned to full strength. The components of the potion had Harry reject anything that had to do with his parents being criminals, mess with his brain to follow a certain person's advice and have him have an incredible distaste of anything Slytherin. If that wasn't enough, the potion worked on removing his natural mind shielding, which was weaker then ever due to this.
Amoura Zibini looked at Harry then pulled him against her, whispering to him softly, "I know you want to find the one that dosed you but you have to remember, Potters don't go off the handle. We plan it out before striking hard, its easier that way."
Harry nodded silently before awkwardly hugging her in return, Amoura made a mental note to help him get used to others in his personal space to give him affection. She let him go soon afterwards, sipping her drink as she watched the mixing of magical and muggle down below. Tomorrow, Harry would be given the potion for animagi. She remembered getting her forms, a rather powerful Polar Owlbear and a serpentine lizard known as a Wand Lizard. She was amused at getting a lizard that could use its body like a wand, but it allowed her to use "wandless magic" now.
Looking at her bodyguards, she motioned them to follow her as she went down to her office. She had some paperwork that still needed to be finished before tomorrow.
Bellatrix Basil grimaced as she slowly crushed the metal in her tail coils, the metal having been magically enhanced to try and return to its original shape if anything happened to it. She had been crushing this for several minutes out of frustration with herself, having gotten really upset and nearly killed several of her closest allies in the organization. Her muscles tightened even further as the metal squealed from the pressure before it finally snapped in two, Bella dropping the pieces as she panting as she slowly returned to her human body. She nearly jumped sky high when she heard clapping from her doorway, spinning around to find her mother standing there.
"Impressive my dear," She said before closing the door behind herself as she walked up, "but I think you shouldn't beat yourself up over today's mission."
Bella shook her head, "I cucked it up, I nearly got everyone killed, Mother!"
Her mother shook her head, "No, you didn't. Even your Father said so, it wasn't your fault. It seems that someone snitched on you to one of the rival families, they are being dealt with as we speak."
Bella turned away but her mother pulled her into a hug, which she couldn't ignore and slowly returned it.
"Now, get dressed," Her mother ordered, "we got a night on the town to have fun with."
Harry looked around the chamber before looking at his very attractive Godmother, "So what is this room for exactly?"
She smiled, "Training and for animagus form finding."
Harry frowned, "Animagus form finding? What in the world is that?"
Amoura giggled, "We give you a potion, then watch you from a safe room. While you are in the grip of the potion, your body changes to whatever you are compatible with. Then we start training so you don't have the side effects that come with those forms."
Harry frowned, it sounded simple enough really but with his luck?
"You won't be a flobberworm, trust me," Amoura smiled, "Anyone that becomes a flobberworm has no real talent in anything. Quite a waste really, but that's how it goes."
Harry sighed, "Alright, lets get this over with then."
Amoura handed him a blue potion before walking out, "And if you feel drowsy, that means the potion is working."
Harry watched her swaying hips until she left, looking at the potion that gently glowed in its bottle. He uncorked it and drained it in one go, expecting some horrid taste to fill his mouth. He tasted nothing, which was a nice thing to his tongue. Then he felt very tired, like he couldn't stand up by himself. Darkness took him swiftly, before he opened his eyes again.
He felt powerful, aged and very calm. His long body slithering through the cold tunnels, the water dripping onto his massive body felt cooler then they really were. His scales shimmered in the ghostly magical light as he looked at the face of Salazar Slytherin, its mouth was open and out came something. He knew that something, he fought her two years ago. The Basilisk slithered out of the mouth before sliding up against him, nuzzling his lower jaw slowly.
"My master is like me~" Cliodha hissed softly, her body sliding over his much larger and more muscular one, "Oh, I'm not alone anymore~!"
Harry was about to reply before the world around him melted like acid, leaving him alone upon a vast place covered in gold. Harry frowned, this place was so big but it looked like it had been carved by tools. He shook his head, looking around again before he heard something. It was sharp in the silence but it only got louder, like a river of coins was coming towards him. He panicked, running and finding a place to hide as the sound only got louder and louder. He hid himself behind a raised platform of carved stone, as the sounds of coins shifting ceased.
"I can smell you," He heard a deep voice call out, sinister and melodic, "I can hear your heart beating in your chest. Come out and face me, thief in the shadows."
Harry froze as the gigantic form of a dragon came into view, its red scales shining in the torch's light. The dragon's head looked around on its long neck, walking on two wings and two legs. The long tail snaked its way through the coins, as its eyes seems to glow like spotlights. They searched around before landing on him, making the dragon smile darkly.
"Ah, there you are, Thief." He said, coming closer, "I see that you're ready to die."
Harry felt the heat as the dragon's chest glowed like a volcano before the flames came forth to incinerate him. Harry didn't feel the flames end him though, he felt another kind of heat all around him. Opening his eyes, Harry saw that he was in the jungle on a huge mountain outcropping. He got up before he saw a temple that looked like something out of the amazon, then a shadow fell over him. He looked up and saw the biggest creature that he had ever seen, even dwarfing the dragon from earlier. The massive beast looked like a gigantic snake but its head was more dragonic shaped and it was flapping two humongous wings that looked like bird wings.
"Who dares summon the spirit of Quetzalcoatl?" It snarled, the beast's wings flapping harder as the winds picked up and several trees got torn out of the ground.
Harry was sure he was going to get killed before the being stopped and crashed into the mountain, its head before him. Harry was kind of in shock as the once living eyes of the creature were now cold and lifeless, pity filling his heart before he put a hand on the things snout. The darkness pulled him out of the dreams and he was on the ground in the room again, except the room was sparking and creaking.
Amoura came through the door and helped him to his feet before saying, "Three powerful forms, three powerful reptilian forms! You are going to make me white haired before you become sixteen, Harry."