Hello everyone, and sorry for the wait. it's kind of short, but at least i finally updated! -dodges flying rotten tomatoes thrown at me- I'm sorry! WRITERS BLOCK! I still kinda have it. I have no idea where to go from here, hehe... DON'T KILL ME! I have a plot, kinda. it's just the spaces I need to fill in...

Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Harry Potter or this wouldn't be called FANFICTION!


Harry looked around the mansion for the first time with a smile on his face. It was beautiful, and best of all, it was his. Cole peeked over his shoulder to look at the place and squealed in delight. Harry turned around and smiled at him. Then he set to work.

He called the house elves and asked them how much they wanted to be paid. They simply stared at him with defiance in their big watery eyes. After much arguing on the part of the elves (they didn't want to be paid at all, go figure) they settled for 11 galleons a day. Harry could more than afford to pay for their salary. Some of the elves still refused to be paid at all though, and Harry let them reluctantly.

He then asked them to give him a tour of the house. There was a lovely ballroom, 12 bedrooms, three dining rooms, a theatre, a massive library, and several other various rooms. Each bedroom had its' own lovely bathroom, so everyone could wash without much fighting or a huge line for washing. Harry smiled at that, glad that he wouldn't have to wait in line for a bathroom when his friends came over.

The dining rooms seemed to be set for different amounts of people. The first one was a small, cozy place with a fireplace cackling in the background. The walls were a light tan in the dim light and in the center of the room stood a small, square, dark brown wooden table with four comfy looking brown wooden, cushioned chairs at each side. The nest room could have also been a place for meetings as well as dinner, and was clearly made for a larger crowd. It had a long, rectangular wooden table in the center of it and light brown walls. All around the walls burned lit torches to light up the room as well as the normal lights. The last dining room was the biggest of them all and was rather close to the ballroom. It was a large, white room with a white tiled floor. Round glass tables of various sizes scattered about the room and at the back of the room there was a raised platform and a rectangular table big enough to seat about 12 people.

Harry found a room that would be perfect for Coles' playroom and he set up the toys and playhouse in it. His mansion of course has working house elves, so the ministry would be unable to tell the difference if he did any magic or not, not to mention, the mansion also blocked magic so that the ministry would be unable to detect spells, so it was safe for Harry to use magic.

Harry turned around and realized that Cole wasn't by his side. He was probably exploring, or so he told himself. He went back up to his master bedroom and found Cole curled up on his humongous bed nuzzling his invisibility cloak and sniffing it as he rubbed it against his face. Harry's trunk lay open at the opposite side of the room. Harry smiled at the sight. Cole looked so cute curled up like that, his thick black eyelashes resting against porcelain-like skin as the boy closed his eyes. Cole, making a decision, placed the cloak in his mouth and crawled under the green silk blanket and sheets, disappearing under the covers. This action was so cute to Harry that he had to fight the urge to hug him. He almost lost the inward battle when he saw Cole's head peak back out from under the blanket and cuddle the invisibility cloak close to him like a teddy bear. Harry only barely refrained from glomping Cole and spoke.

"You are just too cute to be legal," he joked. The words slipped out of his mouth before he could stop him and as soon as he heard what he said, he slapped himself for being stupid. He didn't want to rush into anything with Cole and therefore, shouldn't say anything like that until he was sure of his feelings for the panthera.

Coles head snapped up and he opened his eyes in surprise and delight, his big golden eyes euphoric. "MASTER! I didn't realize you were there…" He blushed fiercely at the compliment and smiled at Harry shyly. "Do you really think I'm cute?" he asked with the happiest, cutest, most hopeful look on his face.

Harry just blushed and nodded, keeping his hands over his mouth, not trusting himself to say anything else.

Cole got so excited that his tail appeared, showing it to Harry for the first time. Until then he had been calm enough to remain completely human. "Want to come in bed and cuddle with me?" He asked shyly, lifting the blanket to allow Harry access.

"Um, I don't know…" Harry said, not wanting to give the wrong impression.

"Pleeeaaase?" Cole asked, begging him with his eyes.

Harry couldn't say no to that adorable look and slid under the covers next to Cole. The panthera immediately curled up to him, wrapping his tail around Harry's waist and purred, nuzzling his shoulder. Harry bit back an "awwww" at the cute display. Cole purred even louder and snaked his arms around Harry's waist to get closer to his Master and nuzzled his chest.

Harry was a little worried Cole would try something; it was still way too early for him to mate or even date Cole, but he couldn't help the wave of adoration that came over him. He liked cuddling with Cole, and wrapped an arm around him. Cole seemed to love this and purred even louder. Harry once again bit back an 'aww' and stared at Coles delighted face. His eyes were squeezed shut and his face was perfectly content. He was adorable if nothing else, very adorable.

"You… are… so… cute!" Harry muttered. Cole opened his eyes, smiling brilliantly at him and kissed his cheek before going back to cuddling him. Harry laughed nervously as he felt butterflies flap around in his stomach.

"AWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Harry and Cole jumped at the sound. It was Hermione, standing at the doorway.

"You two look so cute together," she gushed.

Harry blushed again while Cole wagged his panther tail back and forth in the air, purring.

"Nice to see you too Hermione," Harry said, smiling and trying to hide his blush.

"Nice to see you too Harry, and you as well Cole." She nodded to Cole. "So, would you like me to write a letter to the Weasleys and invite them since you are… busy?" She winked at him.

"I'll write it…" Harry said and got up from the bed. Cole pouted and snuggled the blankets closer to him, missing Harry's' body heat.

"So," Harry said to Hermione, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "You got permission awful fast."

"Yup, but I wouldn't have come if I realized you were… busy." Hermione raised an eyebrow at him.

"We weren't… doing anything if that's what you mean."

They left the room and left Cole to cuddle his blankets.

"Why not? I mean, it's not like you don't think he's cute. I can see it in your face."

"Hermione. You know I don't want to be with someone for physical attractions alone… I want to get to know him first."

"But you two are going to end up together anyway."

"There is no need to rush things Hermione…"

Hermione walked next to him in silence for a while before smiling. "I'm proud of you Harry."

"Uh… thanks." Hermione was really unpredictable sometimes. "Why don't you entertain Cole while I write a letter to invite the Weasleys? You can take him to his playroom if you want. He'll probably have a lot fun in there."

"What am I, a baby sitter?"

"Cole's no baby."

"No, he certainly isn't."

"Come on Hermione, you like cats. Can you please just watch him for a few minutes?

"Oh, alright. I was only teasing you…"

"Thankyou."

"Are you going to tell them about Cole?"

"Well, I suppose I'll have to eventually."

"No, I mean in the letter."

"Do you think I should?" Harry asked.

"It might be a good idea to explain to them that you have a panthera before they come over to help minimize the shock."

Harry frowned. "What if they decide they think I'm a freak because of this and don't come?"

Hermione frowned. "They wouldn't think you were a freak Harry. Owning a panthera is considered an honor. If anything, they would be jealous."

Harry slapped his forehead. "Oh great, I hope Ron doesn't get jealous and refuse to talk to me like he did in forth year.

"I don't think he will, and if he does, then he was never really a good friend anyway and you're better off without him."

Harry sighed. "I guess you're right."

Hermione left to take Harry to the playroom and Harry sat down to write a letter to Ron;

Ron

I was wondering if you guys would like to join me here at my mansion. Yup, I have a real mansion. I just inherited it now. Tell your parents they can come too. And hey, guess what? I got a panthera. His name is Cole and he saved me from the Dursleys… I'll explain what happened when you get here.

Looking forward to hearing from you,

Your Best Mate Harry.