What now? Chapter 5: Woof!, a harry potter fanfic

So? When are you guys getting back together!?

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Disclaimer – See Chapter One (Red Lightning).

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Author's Babble – HEY PEOPLE! I'M SO SORRY! School has reopened, and some of my teachers are a right pain in the ass. Gosh, my French teacher is a BEAST! lol. I will like to thank jennvellcs, BattleWiz88, magan, CASOCCERCHIC02, Krazygirl0009?, Kates Master, DianePerish and Schlagan, gryffindorgrl123 and jazzaz93 for reviewing!

Sorry that this chapter came out so late, but this school year for me is like Harry's 6th year, so you know how things go, but I will try to update as often as possible.

No flames. Constructive Criticism would be greatly appreciated, and please review and tell me how I can improve my writing and if I should continue this story.

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Dedicated to

Jazzsax93,

And all her blonde friends!

:-)

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Chapter 5.

"Woof!"

'What should I name you? Padfoot or Snuffles?'

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I'm not afraid of anything,

I just need to know that I can breathe,

I don't need much of anything,

But, suddenly,

I am small and the world big,

All around me is fast moving,

Surrounding by so many things,

But suddenly, suddenly,

How does it feel to be,

Different from me,

Are we the same,

How does it feel?

Are we the same,

How does it feel?

I am young and I am free,

But I get tired and I get weak,

I get lost and I can't see,

But suddenly, suddenly.

How does it feel to be,

Different from me,

Are we the same,

How does it feel,

Are we the same,

How does it feel?

Would you comfort me?

Would you cry with me?

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah,

I am small and the world is big,

But I'm not afraid of anything.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah,

How does it feel?

You're different from me, different,

How does it feel?

You're different from me, different,

Song – How does it feel?

Artist – Arvil Lavigne

Album – Under my skin.

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Little Gabi was right about one thing; Harry was completely miserable. He was terribly lonely in Privet Drive. Dudley and Mystery were too caught up with each other to notice if Harry was even in the same room with them. Mr and Mrs Dursley were too happy that their 'ickle Diddy' found himself a girlfriend to bother with Harry. Hell, they even stopped yelling at him, they ignored him all together more like it.

In Privet Drive, Harry had no one. Sure, there was Hedwig, but who else? Harry spent long hours wondering around Privet Drive, and the neighboring streets and communities, resulting in parents pulling their children out oh his path.

He was a dangerous delinquent, after all.

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On Tuesday afternoon, Harry Potter could have been found doing his daily haunting around community. Now, he saw the usual stuff.

Kids playing the ass, resulting in them tripping and breaking their ass. Well, not literally that is.

Kids crying because they tripped and broke their ass.

Parents fussing over the kids who tripped and broke their ass.

Parents of the children who did not break their ass, were being pulled away from Harry, who gave the impression that he may trip them, resulting in them breaking their ass,

Basically, lots of people breaking their ass.

Now, Harry being accustom to this, didn't really give a damn. He had more important things to worry about. Beside people tripping and breaking their ass, that is.

But the interesting thing about this walk was this dog that is tailing Harry.

A puppy.

A black puppy, that had a close resemble to a Grim, to be exact.

Harry, because he spent WAY too much time in Professor 'what's her name who looks like a bug' tower, thought it was a Grim.

Not one of the best things to have following you to be honest.

But there was 1 thing.

A Grim can only be seen by the person they're following, and some of the kids who fell and broke their ass, fell because they were running the see 'the pretty puppy', thus, resulting in some running into each other, resulting in them falling and breaking their ass.

Wow! Talk about a chain reaction!

So the Grim theory (no pun intended) was scratching off the list.

The other theory was the puppy was an animigus (SP?).

Mysterious dog following Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived around Privet Drive.

Could be a Death Eater waiting for his chance to killed the 'Chosen One' or a run away Daily Prophet reporter, hoping to captured the most anticipated biography of Harry Potter.

But that theory was scratched off because of the mere fact that a person's animigus form can never be so young.

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Around the middle of February, Harry and his fellow 6th year students were crowded around two tables doing Transfiguration homework, except for Neville who was doing Herbology. Now, Professor McGonagall, being the wonderful teacher she is, assigned a 4 foot essay about Animigus Transfigurations, and how you can tell the difference between real animigus and plain old animals.

"God. I wish I should change into a baby rabbit!" said Lavender with a smile.

"Why on earth would you want to be a baby rabbit? The grown ones are just fine and are lot better, to tell you the honest truth," said Ron, absentmindedly rubbing his nose with his quill, resulting in a huge ink blot on the side of it.

"Because," Lavender began, as licked her thumb and began to wiped the ink blot, "I would like (Ron swatting her hand away) to honour the memory of my baby rabbit that died,"

"Binky?" Harry asked.

"Yeah,"

"That's…nice,"

"Yes, nice, but impossible," Hermione said in her know it all voice.

"What do you mean it's sweet but impossible?" Lavender snapped at Hermione.

Hermione frowned, "Don't you listen to Professor McGonagall during class? It impossible to change into a baby form animigus, your animigus form corresponds with your real age. If, lets say someone's animigus form was a dog, and he or she was around 16 or 17 years, compared to own age line, that's young. The dog form will therefore be about between 1 to 2 years,"

"Oh," Lavender said, blushing, as Ron began to scrawl what Hermione said into his essay.

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Now, Harry was beginning to become annoyed with his furry little shadow. When Harry stopped, the puppy stopped. Harry jumped, puppy jumped. But Harry was pretty sure if he jumped in front a car, puppy would stay on the sidewalk and watch.

Harry gazed behind his shoulder, sure as hell, puppy was still there.

'Okay," Harry thought, "time for Plan B,'

And Plan B was to run, jump in an alleyway, and hope puppy could not find him.

He ran.

He jumped.

He hid.

"Woof,"

"AAAAARRGGGHHHH!"

And like those Muggle cartoons, puppy was right behind Harry.

Freaky, huh?

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After a couple of hours to Harry, but what was really 10 minutes in the real world, Harry gave up. Harry stopped at the park, and seated himself on the ground, and sure enough puppy, sat right in front him.

"What do you want from me? Because I don't have any food to share,"

"Woof!"

Such intelligence.

Harry told a good look at the puppy, he could easily fit in his school bag, and he did look kinda hungry…

"No, Potter. You cannot keep him!"

'Why not?" said a childish voice in his head

"Because,"

"Please! And he looks like Sirius,"

That was true. At that same moment, puppy rested his head on Harry's knee, and started making little whimpering noises.

The Dursleys hardly paid attention to Harry…he could easily sneak some food for puppy …and share the food Mrs. Weasley sent for him yesterday…and Hedwig may like the extra company…

Harry groaned loudly.

"Why did you have to look so much like Sirius' animigus form?" Harry asked the puppy, as he scoped him up in his arms.

"Woof!"

"I think I'll call you 'Padfoot',"

"Woof, woof!"

…………………

"Ah fuck! Padfoot, that's sick,"

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Little Padfoot just peed in Harry's arms.

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A/N – I need a muse…over 55 reviews please

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This angel's gotta PunkRock Grandma

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