Title: Furry Escape
Summary: Harry has an accident and ends up being "kidnapped" and given to his worst
enemy. But is everything as it seems?
Rating: T to be safe, some language in this chapter. Maybe….. it might be the next…
Pairings: I've decided it's going to be a surprise, and I'm sorry about the rant in the last chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
A/N: I have the 7th book, and have finished it. I don't plan on adding anything of the 7th book in my story considering not everyone has read it yet and I don't want to be the one who ruins the fun for everyone else who has not yet gotten to read it.
Chapter 3
"If I let you out, will you try to attack me?"
A vicious shake of the head was all the resolve Snape needed to undo the charms placed on the cage and open the lock.
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As if waiting for the cage door to be shut on his face, Harry slowly made his way out of the cage. Snape was standing off to the side of the cage, almost expecting to be attacked for his foolish behavior. Who in their right mind allows an almost full grown leopard out of its cage into the same room as yourself?
Don't answer that.
The only reason Snape had opened the cage was because he had a strong feeling that the feline would not hurt him, as it "said."
True to his word though, Harry did not harm Sev, but instead went straight to the rug in front of the hearth and curled up. The rug was also a dark forest green, but looked black at first glance. It seemed the leopard sank into the rug and became one with it.
The cat didn't move when Snape approached his chair, which happened to be right behind the rug.
Of all the creatures for my godson to bring, it looks as if he finally found one worth keeping.
"You know, since you are going to be here until I can take you somewhere safe, I think you need a name for me to call you. I doubt you will answer to cat or feline."
Noting that he was listening, Harry's one ear swiveled in Snape's direction, and his tail thumped on the carpet once as if cuing him to go on.
"Apparently you can understand human tongue, so I will assume a common pet name will not suffice…"
Another thump and a cloud of dust answered him.
Smirking at the cleverness of the creature he was in companion with, he continued.
"But, you will be accompanying me through the school, and it will be odd if I call you something too odd. So you will have to have a "pet-like" name."
Almost smiling when a low growl of frustration hit him, he saw the tail flicking in agitation. Knowing when to stop agitating something that could kill him before he could get his wand, he went on.
"I will however allow you to choose whatever name you wish to be called. I have a few names in mind already, but your decision will be final."
Spending the next hour going over names of every kind, wanting to keep it in English so questions would not be asked, until they limited the pile of names down to three choices.
Envy, Zion, Chaos.
Envy and Chaos, they decided were too overused.
And there was the fact that you never heard the name Zion.
It was something unique.
Harry had heard someone use the word before describing a movie he had never seen, but wanted to.
The name was different. Harry was anything but normal, so he and Snape agreed on Zion.
"Zion it shall be."
The moment Harry agreed the name Harry Potter disappeared off the school register, and instead, Zion appeared on the familiar/pet list next to the name Severus Snape.
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Monday came and to Harry's surprise, he was allowed free reign of the classroom. But if they went into the halls, he had to stay right by the potions master, or would be placed on a leash. That was the last thing he wanted to happen. Especially when he and the professor were just starting to get along.
Sadly, he was just as unpleasant during classes as before, but tended to ignore Zion if he did anything.
Mad at Ron and Hermione for not noticing him missing, he sabotaged their potion by mixing some of his fur into the potion when they were up getting something.
Ten minutes later, the whole Gryffindor side was sent to the infirmary covered in large green spots that increased in size when you scratched them. Unfortunately, they itched a lot and Madam Pomphrey did not have a cure. The class would be quarantined until Sev could brew an antidote, considering it was unknown if it was contagious or not.
It was lucky Snape knew what odd ingredient was mixed in to cause such a reaction.
An hour later, and 100 points lost, the Gryffindor's gloomily headed off to their following class.
Once the class was out the door, Snape looked Zion. A true smile starting to spread across his face. He had finally found someone else who truly despised the Gryffindorks as much as he did.
The rest of the day was slow, seeing as Snape only had a group of 6th year Ravenclaw/ Hufflepuff class until he could return to his chambers.
As soon as the class had gone, he went over to the wall behind his desk and pressed a stone that looked the same as all the others. Soon as he pushed the stone, it appeared as if the wall had just disappeared and the shadows swarmed up in its place.
Walking straight into the shadows, Snape found himself back in his private room with a leopard right beside him.
Falling into routine, they both went to the bathroom and got a nice long, hot shower. Enough of using magic, Snape allowed himself to dry off naturally, wrapping up in a dark, earthy brown bath robe. Curling up in his chair with a book in front of the fire to help dry off. Zion, naturally, curled up with him in the chair.
Then out of the blue, Snape's arm twitched.
Zion, knowing what was going on silently followed his new friend, and temporary "master", to his room. In the corner sat an almost hidden cabinet that contained two things.
A simple black robe, and a mask.
A/N:
Yet another cliffhanger! I am sorry, it was not my intention to end this chapter like this, but it happened. I am beginning on working on the next chapter, but the next one will be a bit longer, hopefully. I know you're probably tired of hearing this, but hang in there.
This is going to be a bumpy ride, and even I don't know where it may end…or will it?