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Chapter 17 Animagus Transformations

Harry walked out of the bathroom in his private suite, wearing a loose white t-shirt and a pair of baggy black shorts. He dried his hair furiously with the towel in his hand, and when he was done, he threw the wet garment into the hamper he placed by the bathroom door.

The day had been a strenuous one for him, and the hot shower was exactly what he needed to relax. When he planned the celebratory picnic with the girls, he never expected things to turn so heavy. Fortunately, once he was able to calm Daphne down, they could salvage the rest of their lunch.

The trio spent the rest of the day sharing stories and talking about school. During this time, Harry made sure to steer the topic away from anything too serious, and he was more than happy to answer their questions about his potion or the runic array he created. After several hours of conversation and multiple plates full of food, the day turned out to be more enjoyable than he could have imagined. In the end, he was glad he set the picnic up.

Alex and Daphne were still both young, but he saw the potential for two amazing women to develop in them. While they were both pretty now, they would grow into their bodies in a few years, and he had no doubt they would both be gorgeous. Harry was genuinely thankful for Fate's intervention when their beauty was taken in conjunction with their brains. When they were older, either girl would have been anyone's dream wife, and he was fortunate enough to marry both one day.

When the alarm he set on his wand began blinking, Harry knew it was time to start the next part of his day. Since his last discussion with Death, he had been diligently working on developing his Storm Elemental abilities. So far, he'd trained with them for several hours each night this week, and now he could Thunder travel to any place he could picture in his mind. His last experiment took him to the alley outside of the Leaky Cauldron, and he was pleased that his ability allowed him to bypass the Hogwarts wards.

As a reward for his hard work and dedication in developing the gift Fate gave him, Harry planned tonight to merge again with his two Animagus forms. He missed having the benefits he received from the merger, and since Death assured him his body could handle the change, he couldn't wait to shift into his forms again.

As soon as he was ready to begin the process he learned in the Time Chamber, Harry conjured a full-length mirror with his wand and then floated the item to his bedroom. He immediately saw an empty wall perfect for his purpose and stuck the mirror to its surface with a sticking Charm. Once he was ready, Harry sat down in front of the mirror and closed his eyes.

Taking deep, even breaths, he slowly allowed his body to enter into a trance-like state.

Suddenly in his mind, Harry found himself standing at the edge of a thick forest, and he could feel his animals hiding somewhere deep within the trees. Harry used his magic to call out to them, and the first one to answer his call was a Thunderbird instead of his original form Great Grey Owl due to his Storm Elemental.

Harry called this form Midnight, but now due to this transformation, he decided to call it Thor, the name of God of Thunder, and he decided to learn more about thunderbirds.

The stunning bird's coloring was white with a shade of golden-white feathers, and its underparts were streaked with silver. Just like his second Animagus form, Thor shared the same emerald green eyes that he got from his mother.

When he first used the form of the Great Grey Owl in the Time Chamber, Hedwig spent hours helping him learn how to use his new wings properly. It was a long, drawn-out process, but when he finally got it right, it was one of the most thrilling experiences he ever had in the air, and Harry longed to do it once again. Due to this, he knew he would easily lean to fly in his new form.

When the owl landed gently on his land in front of him, Harry reached out his hand and scratched the top of its head. "Hey Thor," he called out to the bird. "You ready to merge, boy?"

Thor growled loudly in his ear and then leaped off the land and into the sky; he could hear the noise of thunder in the background. He watched the birds fly, and he observed his form; Thunderbird possessed three pairs of mighty wings and had feathers that shimmered with cloud-like patterns. Now that he'd met the bird, Harry knew he would be able to make the change once he returned to the waking world. Before he left his mindscape, all he needed to do was to meet his second form.

Harry called out again with his magic, and once more, he failed to get a response. He was getting frustrated with his inability to meet his second form, so he decided he wouldn't hold back anymore. He gathered all the magic that he could feel in his body and unleashed the full might of his powers against the forest. The trees literally swayed under his fury, and when he finally stopped, a shape began to emerge in front of him.

The wait was excruciating for him, but Harry could barely contain his excitement when the animal was almost out of the forest.

His second form was a light orange Bengal tiger with dark black stripes and a white underbelly. Due to its size and power, Harry fittingly called this form Altor. Latin for a protector, Altor was truly worthy of his name.

When the animal finally emerged from the forest, Harry was shocked by what he saw. Altor was significantly larger than he remembered from his old world, and the Bengal tiger looked to be stronger and faster in his new body. But his size was just one of the noticeable changes Harry could see. The second was his coloring. Once the tiger had orange fur and dark black stripes, it was white-golden fur and dark black stripes from head to toe.

Harry watched the white-golden Bengal tiger stalk menacingly towards him, and he couldn't help but appreciate the tiger's deadly grace. Altor's every step screamed power and danger, and Harry knew to be wary of the majestic beast.

When the tiger finally stood before him, Altor's killing curse green eyes stared piercingly into his own, and Harry felt as if he was being tested all over again. Refusing to back down from the tiger's deadly glare, Harry stared back at him without any fear in his eyes. For a moment, he wasn't confident what would happen next, but soon Altor dropped his head in surrender and allowed Harry to run his fingers through the tiger's soft fur. Now that his second form had accepted him once more, Harry was ready to return to the waking world and make the change.

Harry closed his eyes in his mindscape and willed himself to leave the forest in his mind. As soon as he opened his eyes once more, he smiled at the sight of the mirror in front of him. Now that he was back in his bedroom again, it was finally time to merge with his animal forms.

The first one he wanted to do was Thor. Through the Great Grey Owl, Harry received a gift he would always be grateful for. After years of spending life barely able to see, the vision the merger would grant him would surpass anything an average human could hope to achieve. The ability to see things with such clarity was an experience he would never forget, but now he would not only have the vision of Thunderbird, which was compared to Eagle's, but he also got the ability to sense danger and create storm on his will with some practice and training.

When he was ready to start the change, Harry pictured the image of Thor firmly in his mind and then pushed his magic to make the change happen. Unlike his old body, where the change was near-instantaneous, his new body was still learning how to shift forms for the first time. The process took almost two minutes to complete, but in the end, Harry changed into an exact replica of Thor the Thunderbird.

Proud of his accomplishment, Harry took a moment to admire his new form and then used his magic to change back. When he finally returned to his regular body, Harry instantly saw the improvement in his vision and his increase in the sense of surroundings. He smiled at the thought of once again having a "perfect" vision and having a new gift, and he was thankful to Thor for being one of his Animagus forms.

Harry gave himself a few minutes to give his body some rest. While he had more than enough power to make the change quickly, his young body still couldn't handle that much magic at one time. When he felt his breath finally return, Harry pictured the new image of Altor firmly in his mind and then used his magic to shift into the tiger. Much like with Thor, the change took several minutes to complete, but Harry was a white-golden Bengal tiger when he was done. Harry marveled at how large he was now as he looked over his new form in the mirror.

From the research Harry did in his old world, he knew Bengal tigers were one of the largest species of tigers in the world, and in Altor's old form, Harry was slightly bigger than average. From nose to tip of tail, Altor used to be 315cm(10ft) in length, 120cm(4ft) in height and 260kg(573lbs) in weight. The white golden version of the tiger was even bigger at 336cm(11ft) in length, 130cm(4.2ft) in height, and 285kg(628lbs) in weight.

Harry allowed himself a minute to admire his massive tiger form and then used his magic to change back. Unlike Thor, the benefit of the tiger to his body was twofold. The first was the change to his senses. While it didn't improve his vision any further, he could now hear, smell and taste better than before. When he tested the new ability, Harry was pleased to smell the wet towel he placed in the hamper near the bathroom door.

The second gift Altor granted him was improved reflexes. Harry was already blessed with his innate speed, but with his Animagus bonus added to the mix, now his balance would always be perfect, and his reaction time would be better than average. He was too tired from shifting to test his reflexes now, but he had every intention of using them during his sparring session with Neville in the morning.

When he finally got to his feet, Harry could feel the t-shirt he wore was resting more snuggly across his chest. As soon as he took it off, Harry was stunned to see the increase in the size and definition of his muscles in the mirror. This change hadn't occurred in his old world, but he wasn't about to kick a gift horse in the mouth. He was just happy the change wasn't more noticeable. As long as he had his robes on, he didn't think anyone would be able to tell the difference.

By this time, the shifting had taken its toll on Harry's young body, and he could feel his eyes wanting to close from the exhaustion. Somehow he managed to drag himself to his bed and crawled on top of it to grab the sleep his body was craving.

The next day, he woke up and started researching his forms; he found about Thunderbird in the Fantastic Beasts by Newt Scamander; the book said, "The Thunderbird was a large, magical avian beast native to North America, and most commonly found in Arizona in the southwestern United States. A close relative of the Phoenix, the Thunderbird could create storms as it flew and was highly sensitive to danger. The Thunderbird was known to change colors as it summoned storms, its iridescent feathers shifting from various shades of gold to electrifying blue, grey and silver, white, and even deep navy. It also said that the Phoenix is the closest relative of the Thunderbird, as both birds are affiliated with the elements of fire and lightning, respectively, both of which are forms of the fourth state of matter, plasma. Thunderbird is also connected to the Phoenix in that they both have life-renewing properties: while the Phoenix rejuvenates itself by burning and rising from its ashes in addition to the healing properties of its tears, the Thunderbird summons storms that bring life-giving rains to the deserts".

He then started to research his second form, the White Bengal Tiger. He read about them in a book describing all types of tigers in India; the information was limited same as Thunderbird. "The white tiger is a leucistic pigmentation variant of the Bengal tiger, Siberian tiger, and hybrids between the two. It is reported in the wild from time to time in the Indian states of Madhya Pradesh, Assam, West Bengal, Bihar, Odisha, in the Sunderbans region and especially in the former State of Rewa. It has the typical black stripes but carries a white or near-white coat. The white Bengal tigers are distinctive due to the color of their fur. The white fur is caused by a lack of the pigment pheomelanin, which is found in Bengal tigers with orange fur. Compared to Bengal tigers, the white Bengal tigers tend to grow faster and heavier than the orange Bengal tiger. They also tend to be somewhat bigger at birth and fully grown adults. White Bengal tigers are fully grown when they are 2–3 years of age."

As the weeks passed, Harry's life at Hogwarts fell into the perfect routine. He would work out with Neville in the morning, go to class throughout the day, play Quidditch four times a week, spend time with the girls studying and talking in the evening and finally work on his own personal training at night.

The workload he set for himself was pretty extensive, but Harry loved every minute of it. He could feel his magic and body getting stronger every day, and he pushed himself to work harder and do better. His second chance at Hogwarts was going infinitely better than his first go-around, and this time he decided he would take full advantage of the resources that were available to him.

During that elapsed, the five friends firmly established themselves as the standard-bearers of their year. With Neville and Harry tied for first, Su having sole possession of second, and Alex and Daphne sharing the third spot, the fab five were loved by every teacher at the school, not named Snape.

3 days before the Samhain feast, the five friends were in the library sitting on the table Su claimed for them weeks ago. Four group members were busy working on the Transfiguration essay that was assigned earlier in the day, while the fifth member was working on a completely separate project.

With the knowledge that Harry already had at his disposal, first-year assignments were a joke to him. Since Hogwarts gave out the homework schedule for each term, Harry was already done with assignments midway in the second term. Harry worked on projects that interested him instead of wasting his time doing things he already knew. Currently, he is working on writing a book.

When the war ended in his old world, and Harry exiled himself to the Island, he often thought about writing a DADA book. After overcoming the crap that passed for teachers in the subject during his first time at Hogwarts, Harry found that there wasn't a single book that indeed explained the topic thoroughly. During his training, he found some books that were good to a point, but each of them had several flaws that made it seem obvious the authors never had any real-life experience at fighting against Dark Creatures or with other Witches and Wizards in duels.

He was currently working on the project he began during the third week of school. After another day of watching the useless Quirrelmort fake stutter his way through another class, Harry just couldn't take it anymore. He was done wasting his time in that class, and that's when he had the brilliant idea to write the book.

At first, the project was only meant for him to occupy his time during DADA classes, but soon it became an obsession. Harry spent most of the day working on his book since he didn't have to worry about homework or paying attention in class. Thanks to the eidetic memory he now possessed, he could reference the dozens of books he read during his training in the Time Chamber. Harry set out to create the ultimate DADA source between the knowledge he learned in his old world and his own experience at fighting Dark Creatures and Death Eaters. The book was separated into several sections that included in-depth information on Dark Creatures, advantages and disadvantages of using Transfiguration, Charms, and Potions in DADA, battle strategy against Dark Creatures and Dark Wizards, Dueling tips, and his personal favorite...Spells.

While most DADA books only provided thirty or forty spells for the readers to learn, Harry combined all of his knowledge to add every spell that he thought would be useful to know in a fight. So far, he had 200 spells earmarked for the book, and he was always looking to add more. Each spell in the book would have pictures showing the correct wand movements, any history of the spell's origin, and how and when to use the spell effects in real life. Thanks to the money he spent hiring the Weasley twins to take pictures for him on Saturdays, Harry now had 114 of the 200 spells completed. He hoped to finish documenting everything by the Yule break at the pace he was going.

"Harry looked up from the spell he was working on when he heard Su ask, "Harry, are you listening to me?"

"Sorry, Su, I was working on the book. What did you say?"

"I asked you when we can see this masterpiece you've been working on for weeks," Su replied, her voice laced with a hint of frustration and whining. "You're just so secretive about it. Didn't you ever learn that sharing is caring? Come on, Harry, share with the rest of us."

Harry smirked at his friend's evident curiosity and said, "Sorry, Su, but I don't want you guys to see it until I'm done."

When he saw the Ravenclaw pout at him, Harry was again surprised by how outgoing and personable this Su was compared to his own. Apparently, having a good group of friends early on, and with two of them being girls her own age, brought out the playful side of Su that he only rarely got to see in his old world.

"Now, now, Su," he replied with a slow shake of his index finger. "Don't you know that good things come to those who wait?"

Harry never got a chance to hear his friend's response to his teasing because Susan Bones and Hannah Abbot suddenly appeared at their table. Briefly startled by the arrival of the two Hufflepuffs, Harry quickly brushed aside his surprise and said, "Hello ladies. What can I do for you today?"

Susan Bones stared at the first-year heartthrob in front of her, and when his mesmerizing green eyes looked at her, she momentarily forgot how to speak. When she realized the five people at the table were now staring at her, waiting for her to say something, Susan felt blush red from the embarrassment.

"Hh-hi, Harry," she said shyly. "H-how are you doing today?"

"I'm doing fine, Susan," Harry replied with a flash of the now-famous Potter smile. "Did you need some help with your essay?"

"N-n-no, I'm fine with the Transfiguration essay," Susan answered. "Some of us were wondering if you would be able to tutor us in Defence. You seem to be really good at class, and with the first term exams coming up, many of us are really far behind in the subject. I'm not sure about you, but Professor Quirrell is kind of hard for me to understand."

As soon as he heard the question, Harry's mind immediately flashed to the DA members he taught in his fifth year. The extra study sessions he provided went a long way towards teaching his peers how to survive the upcoming war with the Death Eaters. He was proud that several of the students who fought in and lived through the Battle of Hogwarts were former group members.

If his old world was any indication, Harry was well aware of the useless Professors the school would potentially have for the subject in the future. The longer he thought about it, the more Harry liked the idea of starting something like the DA sooner in this world. The more students prepared against Voldemort's eventual return, the more people who would survive the war he knew was coming. Suddenly several ideas popped into his head, and as he thought them all through, his mind began to pull them together to formulate his new plan. "How many people are looking to be tutored, Susan?" Harry asked, hoping the number would be a decent amount.

"I can tell you all of the Hufflepuff first years would say yes. And I know of a few kids from Gryffindor and Ravenclaw that would join if you were offering."

It wasn't the large numbers he was generally used to dealing with in the DA, but it was more than enough for him to put his plan into motion.

"You know what, Susan," Harry said with a knowing look and his Potter smile. "I just might be able to help you guys learn the material. Give me a few days to get some things together, and I'll get back to you. Sound good?"

Susan grinned happily back at him and said, "Yeah, Harry. That sounds good. Thanks for helping us out."

When the two puffs made their way back to their own table, Harry quickly grabbed his things and began to stuff them into his bottomless book bag. Just as he was about to leave, Harry heard Daphne ask, "Where are you going, Harry?"

"I've got a few things I need to take care of, Daph," Harry replied in a hurry. "I've got to send a letter to my dad and Moony, and then I have a presentation I need to work on for McGonagall. I have an idea about helping the students who want to tutor, but I need her to sign off on it first."

Before anyone else could stop him with a question, the four friends watched Harry rush out of the library. At the sight of his departure, Su felt her curiosity come bubbling to the surface.

"Anyone else curious what he's up to?" she asked the rest of the group.

"It's Harry, Su," Neville replied with a shrug of his shoulders. "He won't tell us until he's ready for us to know, so there's no point worrying about it. You know that."

Su huffed once in annoyance, but she knew her hazel-eyed friend was right. Trying to get answers out of Harry was like pulling teeth, and after six weeks of knowing him, even she knew better than to waste her time.

A/N-I have decided to start two more stories. One will be a rewrite of Lion and Snake Bonded, and the second one will be Harry/Cho pairing with Lily, Snape, Dumbledore, Hermione, and some Weasleys bashing. First will also have some changes. The second will start from Triwizard Tournament. If anyone has some suggestions, please write in reviews.