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Warning: This chapter contains mild(?) sexual refrences between consenting persons.

CHAPTER SEVEN: Serpents

Thankfully, over the next week, Harry felt completely normal. Well as normal as any part human and part-vampire could feel. There was only one worry; Harry was having nightmares again only they weren't really nightmares- they were more like visions. Each involved dark rooms, glowing eyes and... and that was all Harry could ever recall. But, not wanting to dwell on it, Harry told no one and pushed the thoughts aside in his head.

The following Saturday Harry again spent the entire day in Severus's lab, brewing the second phase of his animagus potion. This one wasn't so difficult, nor so long and tedious. It took a mere two hours, but had to be taken exactly one hour post brewing. Harry and Severus had made sure to make exceptionally good use of that hour.

"At least that didn't taste so bad." Harry said lying back on Severus's couch while the man sat as his desk. "You know, I could do phase three tomorrow since this one was so short. Wow... that would mean that we'll be able to transform as soon as next week if I brew phase four!" Harry exclaimed, excitement streaming through him.

"It's certainly possible." Severus said, his eyes never leaving his work.

Harry sighed, feeling relaxed. He watched as Severus's eyes skimmed over various student essays, noticed every movement his hand made with the quill, and how his lengthening hair fell smoothly over his broard shoulders. Harry smiled, marvelling at the sheer beauty in front of him, and knew that he really was completely taken by him. Harry shut his eyes, picturing Severus naked. He saw the man standing before him, his beautiful body on display and proud. Harry found his hand inching down to where his cock was already hard, picturing Severus, unbuckled his jeans and slipped his hands in his boxer shorts.

Severus looked up to see a truly delectable sight. Harry was laying on his couch, features flushed, and his hand moving within the confines of his underwear. Severus's heart skipped a beat when Harry suddenly arched his back a little more, letting out a gasp as he noticeably increased his pace. Severus felt himself harden at the sight, and knew he had to do something about it.

Silently, Severus raised himself from his chair and made his way over to Harry. Harry was oblivious to his movements, even as Severus knelt right beside him.

"I sincerely hope it's me you're thinking about." Harry's eyes opened when he heard Severus's voice.

"Don't worry..." His breathing was hitched. "It's always about you..." Harry seemed to get frustrated, lifting his hips and completely pulling his boxer shorts down. Now Severus had a clear view of his hand that was stroking his hard lower self at a furious pace.

Severus reached out and stopped the movements.

"No..." Harry groaned, trying to move. "No, please... I was nearly there..." He whinged. Severus didn't reply with words, but lowered his mouth to Harry's cock. Harry moaned out loud, his hands immediately finding Severus's hair and almost pulling it tight.

Harry cried out as a talented tongue and mouth pleasured him, the gentle sucking motions driving him insane. He tried to push Severus's head down further, but the man resisted him. Harry knew he couldn't take it any longer, and came with only thoughts of Severus running through his orgasming mind.

"Oh fuck..." Harry panted, breathing hard.

"Fine choice of words, Mr. Potter." Severus smirked. "Are you offering?"

Harry had to laugh lightly. "Certainly, Professor." He opened his eyes, and held his arms out wide in invitation. "Just... just give me a moment to catch my breath."

Severus nodded. He decided to rid himself of his clothes, firstly stripping off his cloak and continued until he finally removed his boxer shorts and was standing naked. He noticed Harry's eyes looking at him appreciatively, and Severus proceeded to fully remove Harry's clothes. After doing so, Severus laid himself on top of Harry, savouring the feel of their naked bodies pressing together.

Severus kissed Harry, who returned it with renewed fervour. Severus had to admit he was a little surprised to feel Harry recovering so quickly, not that he was complaining. Severus broke his kiss with Harry, and brought his hand up to the younger ones mouth.

Harry looked at the fingers presented to him, and immediately took them into his mouth. He sucked them gently, and smirked when he skimmed his sharp fangs over them. He was almost disappointed as Severus withdrew them, but gasped as one of those wet fingers entered him from below.

Severus prepared Harry, using his fingers to stretch the place he was going to penetrate. He could tell Harry enjoyed this as his face usually flushed more and his expressions become almost pained with pleasure. Severus regretted pulling his fingers out.

Harry waited for the moment he felt Severus pressing up against him, but it didn't come. Harry opened his eyes in question. "What're you...?"

Severus hushed him with a kiss, before lifting himself off of Harry. Harry looked at him in question, but allowed Severus to pull him to the floor where he instructed Harry to move down to his knees, in which Harry obliged. It was immediately that Harry knew what was happening.

Severus wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, planing kisses on the back of his neck. Using his hand, he guided his cock to Harry's entrance and proceeded to push in.

Harry gasped, the feeling of Severus filling him incomprehensible. They hadn't done it this way before.

Severus pushed himself completely within Harry, pausing for a moment to allow him time to adjust. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity on both of their behalves, Severus pulled back and pushed in.

The feeling was unanimous.

Harry became vocal as Severus hit the right spot every single time. Severus was holding onto Harry for dear life, slamming his cock almost forcefully into Harry. It felt so much different this way; Severus could feel Harry pushing back onto him, the extra movement stimulating him even more. Both their hip movements become erratic, and Severus almost died when Harry suddenly tightened around him, screaming out his second release for the afternoon.

Severus pushed himself into Harry one more time, and felt his own orgasm take him over. With his cock still fully within Harry's body, he released himself, his heart beating furiously. Beneath him, Harry collapsed and Severus could do nothing but topple onto him as they were still attached.

Withdrawing himself, Severus turned Harry over and pulled his body close to his own. He could feel Harry's own fluid on his body, and idly thought for a moment of getting his wand and cleaning it- but Severus decided against that.

"Just think..." Harry panted. "We have the whole of existence to experiment..." He smiled, his eyes shut, loving the feel of Severus's arms around his body holding him firmly.

Harry felt himself wanting to go to sleep, and let himself get drifted away. He was feeling comforted and warm, not to mention sated. Sleep was taking him over, and Harry didn't mind. He was in the arms of the one he was spending the rest of his life-long existence, and knew he wouldn't want it any other way.

But then the scenery changed. The room went dark, exceptionally so, and Harry was surprised to find he couldn't see. Usually, his night vision was perfect, but in this room he could barely decipher even a metre in front of him. Harry reached out a hand, trying to feel for something, but felt nothing.

Then he heard a voice.

"What did I tell you before? You defied me. Maybe if I punished you...?" Harry startled as two red eyes appeared in the blackness.

"No!" Harry said, stepping away from the eyes.

"No? But I insist... you need what you desire, what you crave. This goes beyond anything else you may feel... your desire for fresh blood is growing continually stronger, you cannot deny yourself much longer..."

"Yes, I can." Harry said, trying to sound like he meant it. But he could feel himself loosing control, feel his need for blood taking control...

"You can feel it, I know you can. Just let it happen... you'll feel good, better then you ever have before..." the voice persisted.

Harry shut his eyes and took a shuddering breath. Suddenly, he reeled, a lust burning through him so strongly he thought he was being scalded from the inside out. Throwing his head back, Harry felt his fangs lengthen, preparing to take what he so desperately wanted.

Harry jerked out of Severus's grip, startling the man, and wrapped a hand around his neck.

"You will not get away from me, I will take what I need..." Harry hissed, smelling only his blood.

Severus froze. He knew what was happening, but didn't know what to do. "My blood is useless, it will not sustain you." He didn't know what else to say.

"Nonsense..." Harry opened his eyes and looked at Severus, who flinched when he saw the glowing green staring right into his own dark eyes. "I will take what I need... what I want..." Harry bared his teeth, and began moving towards his desired destination.

Severus, almost panicking, did the only thing he could think of. Raising his fist, he hit Harry as hard as he could across his jaw, the force of it sending him hurtling off his body and colliding with his desk. A few things fell off the desk as it shook, and Severus stood up, looking anxiously down at Harry who was not moving.

"Harry..." Severus said clearly, being cautious. Harry didn't move, but then groggily rolled over, raising a hand to his jaw where Severus had struck.

"Ow..." Harry muttered, opening his eyes. The first thing he saw was Severus standing over him, his hands in fists. "Severus?" Harry said, his jaw hurting. "My jaw... it hurts to talk." He said, rubbing it. "What's going on...?"

Severus visibly relaxed, kneeling beside Harry. "I'm sorry, I had no choice." He pulled Harry into a sitting position and kissed him lightly.

"No choice?"

Severus nodded. "It happened again, and you tried to go after me." He coughed, realising only just then that his throat was sore. Raising his hand to his neck, he rubbed it.

Harry looked pained. "Shit... and I hurt you, didn't I? Your neck is all red." He frowned.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt. It wont kill me." He smiled lightly.

Harry groaned, then shivered. "I can't remember..." He frowned. "I thought I was dreaming... at least it felt like I was. Only I couldn't control what I was doing, like I was me but I was also looking down on myself... it's hard to explain." Harry frowned, beginning to shiver.

"It's alright, nothing happened. Here..." Severus reached over and retrieved Harry's clothes from the floor. "... it might be an idea to put some clothes on." He handed them to Harry.

Harry just nodded, mutely, and began dressing. Meanwhile, Severus dressed also.

Harry slumped back down on the couch. "This can't continue... what am I going to do?" Harry stressed.

Severus sat beside him. "It would be good if I knew exactly what it was that was happening..." Severus muttered, not really directing it at Harry. He was thinking, trying to come up with a plan that will enable him to...

He turned to Harry. "Can you picture a fragment of what you saw and heard in your head?" He suddenly asked.

Harry nodded. "Yes, I have flashes... but I just can't remember..."

"Good." Severus interrupted. "That's all we need." He stood up, and walked over to a cupboard with Harry's curious eyes on his back. He opened it, and pulled out a large dish-like object that Harry recognised immediately.

"The Pensive..." He smiled lightly. "How do I use it?"

Severus sat the Pensive down on the coffee table. "Simple. Picture the memory or thought in your mind, then focus on using your wand to remove it. Sounds a little ambiguous, but you'll just have to trust me."

Harry nodded. "Okay..." He stood up, and approached the Pensive while drawing his wand out of his sleeve. He raised it to his head, picturing those horrible red eyes, and began trying to extract it. The first thing Harry thought was that it felt like he was pulling a large length of rope out of his ear. It was a little unpleasant but, upon opening his eyes, he saw Severus gesturing for him to move his wand towards the Pensive. Harry obliged, and was a little surprised to see his thoughts lower in to the dish and swirl around in all its misty silver wonder. "Wow..." Harry breathed, admiring it.

"Good work." Severus said, coming closer. "Are you coming with me?"

"Yes." Harry said immediately. "I am." Harry, smirking lightly, and took a hold of his hand. Severus just shot him a funny look.

Without waiting, both put their noses to the swirling torrent which was the essence of Harry's inner mind, and felt the lurch as they were pulled harshly inside.

Stumbling, Harry released Severus's hand and opened his eyes. Black... it was completely black. "Severus...?" Harry whispered, despite knowing that anybody or anything within the memory wouldn't hear him. He felt Severus at his side.

"Yes... I'm here."

"Good."

They paused, holding onto each other again, but nothing seemed to happen. The room remained dark, their eyes sightless. Harry began to grow worried.

"Severus..." He whispered, despite knowing that even if there was someone in the memory they wouldn't be able to hear him. "I don't think it worked."

Severus was silent for a moment before speaking. "Yes... that or..." He didn't say anymore. "Let's leave, this isn't helping."

Together, they exited the memory and emerged back in Severus's office.

Harry sighed. "I wonder why that happened?"

Severus was looking concerned. "There could be a number of possibilities. There is one I fear though... that it might have something to do with the Dark Lord. He'd have the capabilities to render any of your memories useless for outside penetration or even, as you like to put it, reading. That, or that's all you really saw, and the voice was your own?"

Harry shrugged. "I don't know, but I really don't like this."

"Nor do I."

With much persuasion, Severus convinced Harry to at least wait until the holidays until any actions were taken. If things continued as they were, or got worse, then they had decided to tell Dumbledore. Harry knew that that would mean leaving Hogwarts, but had tried to make Severus promise he wouldn't give himself in as well.

"What's the use of you leaving? You're not the dangerous one." Harry had said to him.

"Maybe true in some aspects, but not in others. You know, if I'm here alone, without you, then I'll be more tempted to change someone. Who knows, they might choose to take on their blood-lusting instincts. In one night more than one student could be sent to hell."

Harry had considered this, and agreed to allow Severus to confess with him.

But Harry was lucky. All week he'd been busy, as he really did want to take his N.E.W.T.S seriously. It would be hard as it was to get a job, let alone if he had a low amount of N.E.W.T.S under his cloak. He did not need the extra burden because he did, after all, need some sort of income to sustain him for eons of time.

That brought them to the next weekend where, once again, Harry was in Severus's office brewing the final phase of their animagus potion. It was the beginning of a three-week Christmas break in two weeks time, and Harry was excited that he and Severus would be completing their transformations so quickly.

"Right... five more minutes of brewing at constant temperature and then it's ready. I can't believe we're about to do this..." His voice was shaking with excitement.

"I know and I really must congratulate you." Severus said, standing behind him and kissing him lightly on the neck.

This almost caused Harry to loose concentration. "Look, you know I'd never say no to you doing that... but right now is not a good time..." He said, grinning.

Finally, the five minutes was up and Harry removed the cauldron from the magicked fire. Taking a deep breath, he ladled the right amount to take into two separate goblets and handed one to Severus.

"We have to drink it hot, meaning it's going to burn like hell." He said, eyeing the concoction warily. "Are you ready?"

Severus nodded, determined and equally excited although not showing it nearly as much as Harry. He did still have to contender with his stubborn pride. "Yes."

Looking at each other one final time, they drank the potion. Harry almost choked as the liquid ran down his throat- burning its way down more like. Judging by the look in Severus's eyes his was just as painful.

Once they'd swallowed, both erupted into coughing fits, clutching their throats. After a few minutes, the pain receded and both felt their bodies repairing.

"That must be so bad for normal people... it must hurt like hell, I'm actually damn thankful we're what we are." Harry said, taking deep breaths. "Ahh... shouldn't we feel different? Don't tell me it didn't work..."

Severus frowned. He felt no different. "I'm not sure... maybe the book will tell us."

Harry fetched the book and opened to the right page. It said nothing other than the ingredients and method. "Nothing..." He muttered, turning the page. "Oh wait..." He said, and then began reading. "'The effects of the potions will take immediate action. The drinker will, at first, feel no different. This is normal. However, in order for a change to become apparent, one must focus on their own transformation, but picturing no specific form. If one would focus on changing into a bird, when this is not destined for them, horrible repercussions will apply.'" Harry said, looking up at Severus. "Right... that just scared the shit out of me. But lets try..." He said, putting the book down.

Severus nodded, and shut his eyes. He began thinking of changing, of his body distorting and reforming to produce...

Suddenly, Severus felt his body morphing. It wasn't painful, but rather a curious feeling. He didn't know what he was changing into. It took a few moments, but then he was suddenly assaulted with many strange, curious feelings and sensors.

Opening his eyes, everything was larger and definitely clearer. Severus could see everything! He also noticed that he could smell so many strange smells, but then his thoughts went to Harry!

Severus looked around, feeling weird, to come face to face with a bright green snake! It had to be Harry... he knew it was. The snake's eyes settled on his and they too were a startling green. Just above the snake's right eye, was the unmistakable lightening bolt scar. His head was triangular and he had elliptical pupils.

"You're a snake too..." Harry hissed to him, his voice sounding distorted like he was trying to speak English in parseltongue. Why could Severus understand him?

Harry was rapped he was a snake. It's what he'd hoped for. What surprised him though, was the fact that Severus was one also. Harry noticed he was an almost acid green, but the Severus snake was as black as a moonless night, with eyes to match. Harry had a feeling he'd seen a snake like that somewhere before, but didn't know off-hand what variety he was.

"Yes..." Harry looked back at Severus when he heard him speak. Could Severus speak parseltongue? Did he even need to speak it to be able to converse in his snake form? Harry didn't know.

"This is so exciting." Harry said, moving around in his new body. It was so strange... like everything was surreal. "But how do we change back?" He slithered over to Severus.

"I assume we just think of our normal selves. Maybe we should try it out." Severus shut his snake eyes, and thought of his human body. Almost instantly he felt himself changing again, and opened his eyes to find himself human again. And, surprisingly, clothed.

Harry had done the same thing, and was back to his normal state. "Wow!" He breathed, looking down at his body. "That was incredible! And we're still wearing clothes... weird." He muttered, but then looked up sharply. "Are you a Parselmouth?" Asked suddenly.

Severus shrugged. "No, I'm not. At least I never used to be..."

"Let's test it. I'll try to say something and we'll see if you understand me." Severus nodded and waited. "Severus is mine..." Harry hissed in Parseltongue.

Severus felt his eyes widen. That's exactly how Harry had sounded only moments ago when they were in their snake form. "I understand you..." He replied back.

Harry's eyes widened. "You are one... wow. Hey I bet it's like how I got some of your intelligence, maybe you inherited that from me... although I don't know how since you didn't taste my blood. That's strange."

"I'm not complaining. This just makes things easier for us. At least now we can converse in our animagus forms." Severus said, pleased.

"Yeah... Oh, I promised Mc Gonagall we'd tell her when we'd completed it. Lets go show her now!" Harry said, excited to tell someone.

Severus agreed, and Harry made him put on the invisibility cloak.

"Look, just put it on. If she's in the common room it will probably look more suspicious if you call her out for a private word than if I do. Come on, I can't wait any longer."

Harry and the invisible Severus first went to her office, but she wasn't there. Harry was thankful he had persuaded Severus to go under the cloak. Next stop was the teachers' lounge.

Harry knocked on the door, and waited.

"Look... its Potty wee Potter. Peeves told us to watch out for this one, strange... that's what they all say." The gargoyles guarding the entrance all laughed.

Harry smirked. He remembered these freaks. Almost grinning, he turned to them and hissed, baring his sharp teeth. The gargoyles tried to retreat back from him, but couldn't since they were made out of stone.

"Ahh! He's gone mad and is trying to kill us!" One of them screeched, just as the door swung open. It was Professor Sprout.

"Yes?" She asked, looking at Harry.

The gargoyles were still acting raucously, but Sprout paid them no attention. This was obviously a common occurrence.

"I was wondering if Professor Mc Gonagall was in there, please?" He asked politely, sparing the time to glare at the gargoyles that should be inanimate but due to this being the Wizarding were, were not.

"Just a moment, Potter." She said, sticking her head back in the door. Harry didn't know why she didn't already know whether McGonagall was in there or not.

A few moments later, Harry was gleeful to see the stern face of McGonagall.

"Yes, Potter? You wanted to see me?"

Harry nodded. "Indeed I do. May we go to your office?" He asked nicely.

Mc Gonagall gave him a curious look, then exited and they made their way to her office. She looked at Harry expectantly.

"I've done it." Harry said.

She raised an eyebrow. At that moment Severus knocked on the door, as planned, and entered.

It seemed to dawn on McGonagall just what Harry was referring to when Severus handed her the book back.

"You didn't... already?" She asked, a little aghast.

Harry nodded, so did Snape.

"Well! Show me!" There was a hint of a smile on her face. Immediately both Harry and Severus pictured their forms in their minds, and felt their bodies changing.

It was very curious indeed to see Mc Gonagall from this perspective, and Harry could taste in the air each of her movements before she even made them. He could see the shock in her eyes, and turned to Severus looking triumphant. They had agreed on the way down not to talk to each other, as they didn't want Mc Gonagall finding out that Severus was now a Parselmouth.

After a few minutes, Harry and Severus changed back.

All McGonagall knew was that Harry and Severus had made an agreement. In exchange for using his equipment, Harry had agreed to give Severus some potion. So it was expected that they'd be visiting her together, and that they'd even learnt to deal with each other. If only she knew the truth.

"I must say... congratulations. But I find it curious that you're both serpents... " She said, furrowing her eye brows. "And the fact that I cannot see any mark on Severus that signifies it's him. Very remarkable. Yours is obvious, Mr. Potter." She said, smirking lightly.

Harry nodded. "I knew it would be. I just want to thankyou again for the use of your book, I was thinking of buying you a gift of some sort... but since the first Hogsmeade weekend isn't until next week, I not only didn't have the chance to get out, but I would have absolutely no idea what to get you. Is there anything I can maybe do?"

McGonagall looked mildly impressed. "That's very considerate of you, Mr. Potter. But no, I don't think there is anything you can do for me. Your work this year has already improved dramatically, and I hope that it stays that way. I also hear it's improving in other subjects too, isn't that true, Severus?"

Severus finally spoke. "Indeed it is. As you well know Mr. Potter needed to brew his potions to absolute perfection to even get the chance to brew the animagus potions, and I see that as an extreme improvement." Harry could tell that Mc Gonagall was a little surprised at how sincere Severus was.

"Yes... I agree. At the rate you're going Harry, you'll be able to apply for Auror training." She smiled at him.

Harry tried to smile. "Yeah... maybe. I don't think I want to do that, I think I've had enough of evil wizards and fighting them." He said, trying to make his tone light. Thankfully it seemed McGonagall didn't notice anything strange about his voice.

"Too true." She said, well heartedly. "But, I must impress upon you much caution. You do not want to be found out for being unregistered. All I can say is be careful whom you tell. I'm assuming you'll have to tell Weasley and Granger, but no one else should be trusted." Mc Gonagall said seriously.

Harry nodded. "Of course."

"Good. In that case, as much as I'm astounded and impressed, I really do have matters I must attend to. I know you'll be sensible Severus, so hopefully I'll have no worries with you?" She raised a thin eyebrow at him.

"Have you ever known me not to use my sense?" He said, also raising an eyebrow.

"I don't think I'll answer that." McGonagall said, the small smile one again almost breaking her face in two.

McGonagall walked both Harry and Severus out of her office, and then went the opposite way. Harry donned the invisibility cloak and, checking the coast was clear, coaxed Severus under with him.

"I really should go and see Hermione and Ron." He said, pulling Severus's face to his and kissing him.

"Yes, and I have work that needs grading." He kissed Harry. "I'll be seeing you in class tomorrow." Severus smirked, and they kissed again.

"I know. See you then." Harry said, checking the corridor then pulling the cloak off. He waved, then put it back on and hurried off to the common room.

Harry found himself holding his breath as he entered the common room. Immediately he spotted Hermione and Ron, and knew that his expression must have said it all because immediately they jumped up to greet him.

"My room." Hermione said, looking anxious, and led the boys to her room. Just as she shut the door, both turned to Harry.

"Did you do it?" Ron asked. Hermione nodded, asking the same question.

Harry couldn't hold back a huge grin, then nodded slowly.

Both Ron and Hermione's eyes widened.

"Show us!" They said at exactly the same time.

Harry focused on his green snake form, and soon found himself slithering on the floor. He found it amusing that he heard Hermione scream a little, and so, just to tease her, slithered up to her and wound around her leg. Then something suddenly occurred to him and, if snakes were able to laugh he knew he would be, realised it was lucky she was wearing her jeans and not her school kilt.

Harry felt a curious sensation and realised that Ron was touching his head. He whipped it around and was pleased to see he startled his friend, and hissed at him, which made Ron jump again.

Harry, wanting to hear their reactions and be able to respond, returned back to his normal body, still grinning.

"Well? What do you think?" He prompted.

"Great... that is so cool." Ron said. "But you're a little scary."

Harry laughed. "I know. I did that on purpose."

"Harry... I think I may know what variety you are. Hold on a sec." She dashed off to her own little bookshelf, then selected a book and opened it. She stood there a few moments, before nodding. "Yes... here it is. Harry, you're this." She handed the book to Harry, pointing at a picture.

"Wow... do I really look like that?" He said. "Emerald tree boa... "

"Yes, you do. Only with a lightning bolt on your head." She smiled lightly. "Well done, I really didn't think you'd do it you know, even after seeing your improvements this year."

Harry smiled gratefully. "Thanks 'Mione."

"What does it feel like?" Ron asked excitedly.

"Strange... here, this book tells you all my senses." Harry liked that, considering even he wasn't aware of most of them yet. "Oh, and you'll never guess what... Severus is a snake too, only he's completely black."

"That's really strange..." Hermione muttered. "Although I guess I can sort of picture that for him, he is head of Slytherin house after all."

"Yeah... and he speaks parseltongue."

"He does? Really?"

Harry nodded. "Yup, but I think he got that from me- when I bit him, just like I got his knowledge of other stuff."

"Well that makes sense." Hermione said, replacing the book. "That must be handy."

"It is. And before you ask, I've already been to see McGonagall and she knows and is proud." Harry smiled again. But noticed Ron was a little quiet. "Ron, are you all right?" He asked.

Ron looked up. "Oh yeah... I think I'm just in shock. I really can't believe it, you know." Harry was exceptionally glad to see that Ron was being truthful, that he wasn't resenting him for becoming an animagus.

"I know... me either. But, as exhilarating as it has been, I'm actually quite tired." Harry said, yawning and wanting to go to bed. "I think I might head up to bed. Oh, but before I go, I just have to make sure you aren't going to tell anyone."

Hermione and Ron both shook their heads. "Of course not Harry, you know you can trust us." Hermione said, hugging him.

"Yeah, I know."

"Harry... do you think you could do it just one more time?" Ron asked, his excitement returning.

Harry sighed happily. "Yeah, alright."

Harry transformed and spent the next half and hour entertaining his friends. While it was fun, he found it to be quite draining. After that time, he had to insist on going to bed.

Harry fell back on his pillows, feeling like he really had accomplished something and felt proud of himself. Slowly, he let sleep consume him with these happy thoughts still running through his mind.

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