A/N: Alright, I am an idiot. When I said MagicalHarry, I meant CreatureHarry, somewhat similar to this story. I won't elaborate because I think it's an awesome idea and I don't want to give it away. Anyway, almost everyone who responded chose the Azkaban story, so I will probably start that once this story is done. I can't write multiple stories at the same time.
Harry burst in to the hospital wing, drawing muffled shrieks from the few occupants. He was still covered in Death Eater blood. He swept imperiously across the room to the beds which held Ginny and Tonks. Both girls looked rough, scratches and bruises still showing from their abduction. Harry sat in between the two beds and took a hand of each girl. He turned to the nurse tending them.
"How are they Madam Pomfrey?" She finished uttering a quiet monitoring spell and slipped her wand back in to the folds of her robes. She smiled at Harry reassuringly.
"They'll be fine dear, just a few bumps and bruises. Miss Weasley has a sprained ankle and Miss Tonks has a partially fractured wrist. One night stay and they'll be free to go tomorrow." Harry sagged in relief, all of his intimidating power evaporating. He once more looked like a normal teenager. He leaned back in chair and looked at the animals gathered around him. With a smile, he picked up Helios and placed him on Ginny's stomach, where he whimpered sympathetically and curled up. Harry placed Midas on Tonks' stomach and watched as the growing wolf copied his brother. Ares slithered up Harry's leg while Athena perched on his shoulder. Apollo and Artemis sat at the foot of each of the beds and watched the slowly growing crowd in the infirmary. Prometheus gracefully soared and perched on the headboard of Tonks' bed. He trilled softly and Harry couldn't hold back his happiness as smiles crept to the faces of his sleeping girls.
Harry groaned, as his vision cleared. He had been interrupted from a very pleasant dream of Ginny, Tonks, a bowl of RediWhip and a multitude of strawberries. His good mood persisted as the first thing that greeted his sight was Ginny and Tonks smiling at him from their beds. Once the dawn of recognition crossed his face, they leapt from their bed in to his arms. He held them tightly against him, kissing their heads. Finally they pulled away and he kissed both girls passionately on the lips.
"I am never letting you two out of my sight again. I almost lost you both." He whispered. He hungrily looked back and forth between both smiling girls. After a few moments more of kissing and whispered words, Madam Pomfrey pronounced girls perfectly healthy and shooed them out of the infirmary.
The three of them made their way to the Great Hall, and barely noticed the whispers that accompanied their arrival. They did however take notice of the quieter nods and smiles sent their way. Sitting down to eat, they fell in to their normal conversation. Harry however found it hard to eat and he was constantly reaching out to make some sort of physical contact with either or both of the girls.
With a bang, the Great Hall doors flew open. Conversations ceased as all heads swiveled towards the back of the room. An irate Cornelius Fudge was storming up the aisle between Houses, his small eyes narrowed on Harry's form. Behind the Minister was four Aurors, all of whom looked extremely reluctant to be there. Tonks nodded to all four who smiled apologetically. Fudge screeched to a stop in behind Harry, who was still sitting, chewing the last bits of his toast.
"Potter! You've finally done it this time. You'll be in Azkaban for this!" Gasps blossomed throughout the room though Harry continued munching his toast. "Answer me Potter!" Fudge's face was a dark red and his feral grin looked better placed on a hungry werewolf.
Harry smiled at the Minster calmly. To the entire world, Harry looked as if the Minister of Magic wasn't waiting for him to finish his breakfast. He slowly and deliberately downed his orange juice. He slid the chair back and rose, breathing deeply before facing the Minister. "Fudge, to what do I owe this…occurrence?" Titters broke out through the hall at Harry's mocking attitude. "I would call it a pleasure, but my Professors tell me not to lie."
Fudge's grin only widened. With a deep breath, he launched in to his speech. "Harry James Potter, I hereby place you under arrest for the murders of Walden MacNair, Timothy Andrews and William Livingston. Additional charges will be filed for being an unregistered werewolf and vampire." Harry arched an eyebrow.
"To qualify for registration, one must be at least 50 werewolf and vampire. As I am currently 33 human, 33 werewolf and 33 vampire, I do not need to register for your petty records." Fudge turned a Vernon Dursley purple.
"And as for the deaths, I believe I was attacking Death Eater's clothed in their normal attire. If you punish me, then every single one of your Auror's will be spending time in Azkaban. I saved Ginny and Nymph from them." With that, Harry made to sit down but Fudge reached to grab his shoulder. In a flash, Harry caught his wrist, twisted and shoved Fudge away.
The minister was near the breaking point. "I don't care what you say. You murdered three men without a trial. You will be coming with us. Aurors, arrest him." The Aurors slowly went forward, wands raised half-heartedly.
"That's interesting Minister. Imprisoning people without a trial seems to be a habit of yours." Harry's face darkened while Fudge's eyes bugged out of his head.
More than a few students yelled out, distracting Fudge, who smiled maniacally. "Anyone who helps him will be arrested." Dumbledore made to rise but was interrupted.
Ginny and Tonks rose to their feet, wands extended towards the Aurors. They were quickly followed by Neville, then most of the Gryffindor table. The Aurors stopped hesitantly.
"And you'll have to get through me." Cho stood from her seat at the Ravenclaw table and pointed her wand at the Aurors. Luna absentmindedly followed her.
Roger Davies smiled at Harry. "We got your back Harry." He rose, facing the Aurors, quickly followed by the rest of the Ravenclaw table.
Susan Bones and Hannah Abbot rose as one from the Hufflepuff table. "Cedric wouldn't let you go. Neither will we." The rest of Hufflepuff cheered and jumped to their feet. The Slytherins remained sitting, though a few smiled apologetically at Harry.
Dumbledore rose and the Minister turned to him. "Dumbledore! Control your students! Order them to stand down." Dumbledore smiled, the twinkle in his eyes blazing merrily.
"Alas, I am sorry Minister Fudge. It appears as if Hogwarts herself and her students have made their choice. And if you still wish to try to take Harry forcefully, you will not only have students to contend with." Dumbledore's voice grew less cheerful as he spoke, until he ended with a very thinly concealed threat. The Minister whitened dramatically. He whirled back to Harry, who was smiling gratefully at the Headmaster.
"Don't worry Potter. I will find a way and you will once and for all be shown as the arrogant, attention-seeking brat you are. You and your harem better watch your back." The air in the hall dropped in temperature and Hermione's gasp was audible throughout the hall. "That's right, I heard about your little fan-girls. Only an arrogant brat like you would think you deserve multiple women."
Harry had stood this whole time, relaxed and seemingly defenseless. At the Minister's words, he straightened up and seemed to tower over the hapless man. His flashed as he growled. Helios and Midas barked at the Minister while Ares hissed from the seat next to Harry. "Minister Fudge, I will forgive your indiscretion this once as you clearly a small-brained fool who cannot see the consequences of his own actions. But remember this: I will not forget what you have said here today and how you have publicly disparaged me. Once a certain Dark Lord is finished, your days as a public office holder are limited."
"Potter, is that a threat!? I can have you imprisoned for that." Fudge was still white, but the gears in his head were turning. A threat against the Minister of Magic was grounds for a five year stay in Azkaban.
Harry started walking towards Fudge, forcing him, along with the Aurors to retreat back to the doors. "That's not a threat Cornelius. That's a promise. No one person outside of Voldemort himself has perpetuated the violence and fear of the past few years than you." By this time, Harry had forced them to the entrance hall doors and had a door in each hand.
With one final step, Fudge was outside of the threshold. "And if you insult the women I love, or insinuate I should do nothing less than move the entire world to prevent harm from befalling them, your career won't be the only thing ending prematurely." With that, Harry slammed the Great Hall doors in the trembling Minister's face and stalked back to the front of the room.
The students cheered and all of the students and teachers were smiling. Even Snape didn't have his usual sneer; one of the few people he disliked more than Harry Potter was Cornelius Fudge. Harry cleared his throat and the room quieted.
"I just wanted to say thank you for your wonderful support in this disturbance. I know some of you," Harry glanced along the Slytherin table, "wished to show your support more openly but are unable to do so. I also want to thank the teachers for their clear stand. Thank you." Harry turned and showed Dumbledore the first smile directed at him from his unofficial favorite student since his return half a year before. Harry turned and retreated back to his seat amidst cheering students.
Dumbledore sat back and smiled. Once again, Harry Potter had united the school unintentionally more than Dumbledore ever managed to. Yes, Harry Potter always made shockwaves wherever he went.
Harry left dinner early that Friday and quietly made his way to the empty room provided by Dumbledore to house the DA. He walked in and set up the room, conjuring cushions around the walls and floors. Harry smiled as he worked, as the DA was one of the highlights of his time this year, outside of his time with Tonks and Ginny.
They were progressing very well. They had started out with just testing to see where they were. The first thing Harry taught them had been the Patronus Charm. They had moved on to basic dueling moves, though Harry had quickly told them that he wouldn't be teaching them the truly death-dealing spells he learned. More than a few groans but Harry remained steadfast in his stance.
As Harry finished laying the mats, he noticed that the first pairs and groups of students were their way in. Ginny and Tonks slipped in and came over and greeted Harry. After a few moments of quiet chatting, Harry noticed that the majority of people were there.
He stepped forward, clearing his throat. "Hello all. Welcome to another DA meeting. Today, we are going to work on the binding charm. The incantation is-" Harry was cut off as the doors opened, squeaking loudly on its hinges.
A small group of Slytherins walked in, taking their spot in the back of the room. It couldn't have been more than eight or nine. The room was quiet though more than a few Gryffindors were muttering and gesturing angrily at the new arrivals. Harry held up a hand, quieting the crowd.
"Can we help you?" Harry was clearly talking to the Slytherins. It was a small group, mostly 3rd and 4th years. The only 6th years were Blaise Zabini and Daphne Greengrass. Blaise stepped forward.
"We were told that this was a defense group. We were hoping to partake." This brought more muttering from the non-Slytherins gathered. Harry again called for silence.
"Yes this is it. You must sign a form saying that you are only here to learn. Break that vow and interesting things happen." The group laughed at Harry's choice of words. Blaise and the other Slytherins looked unfazed.
"Very well." Blaise led the Slytherins forward where they went to sign the parchment placed on a table. A quill and inkwell was standing at the ready nearby, supplied beforehand by Hermione.
An outburst from Ron gave Blaise reason to pause. "You can't join. You're Slytherins!" A few murmured agreements arose out of the crowd and the younger Slytherins shrank back toward Blaise and Daphne.
Harry cut Ron off. "Ron, once they sign that they are perfectly allowed to join us." Shocked looks met Harry's proclamation and Blaise quickly finished signing. The parchment glowed a light blue. Daphne grabbed the quill and signed the parchment.
Ron stepped forward and pointed at the Slytherin group. "Harry, they can't join. They're Slytherins; Death Eaters in training!" Harry leapt off the quickly assembled stage. He stepped up to Ron, looking the redheaded boy in the eyes.
"Ron, all who wish to learn are welcome to attend the meetings. You know that. Get off this House rivalry crap you seem to be on. It's a House, not a sign-up list." Glares and mutter threats met this announcement. By now, the final Slytherin was signing the paper, a slim blonde 3rd year girl. Once she finished, the paper glowed a light blue and rolled up.
"Well, if they are here, then I am out. Either them or me." Ron crossed his arms, a smirk on his face. Hermione stood behind him, frowning apologetically at Harry, Ginny and Tonks on stage.
Harry sighed wearily and glanced at Blaise. Blaise wasn't sure, but he thought that he caught a wink from the raven-haired Gryffindor. Harry turned back to Ron. "Don't let the door hit you." With that, Harry walked over and introduced himself to the group of Slytherins, before conferring quietly with Blaise.
Ron's voice took Harry's attention. "What!?"
Harry turned back to Ron and spoke slowly, as if to a small child. "Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out." Some of the older students snickered at Harry's attitude.
Ron was still standing, arms crossed but his smirk was gone. His face was disbelieving then quickly turning to rage. He looked around at the Gryffindors who were looking at him waiting for a response.
Finally Harry moved away from Blaise, nodding as he did. He stepped back on the stage nimbly. "Alright. 3rd years, perfect that Patronus. I want to see some interesting animals out here." Harry went to finish speaking but noticed Ron fuming figure. "Weren't you leaving, Mr. Weasley? You are welcome to stay but you may not fight with other members." Ron growled audibly before spinning and marching out of the room. As he reached the door, he turned back.
"Well, Hermione let's go!" All heads in the room swung to the bushy-haired Gryffindor. She whitened, as she had hoped that Ron would forget about her.
She snuck a glance at Harry, who smiled reassuringly at her. "No, Ron, I would like to stay." She said quietly. Ron whitened then glared at Harry. He then stormed out, slamming the door behind him. Harry smiled at Hermione before announcing the assignments for the different years. He grinned, as everyone quickly got to work.
Harry, Ginny and Tonks were standing outside the Great Hall the next day. Harry turned to the girls and gave them both a kiss on the cheek. "You guys ready?" Ginny and Tonks smiled at him and Ginny put a reassuring hand on his arm.
Tonks smiled. "This school won't know what hit them." Harry laughed and they walked in to the Great Hall. It was nearly full and as usual, the Gryffindors and Slytherins were exchanging glares. Harry gave Ginny and Tonks another kiss before squaring his shoulders. The room got quiet as he crossed the room and stopped behind Blaise, who was sitting next to Daphne at the end of the Slytherin table. Outside of a few 2nd years, they were mostly isolated and Harry had a feeling that the other Slytherins heard about their attendance of the DA meeting.
"Hey guys, mind if I sit here?" He winked at Daphne who giggled nervously. Blaise smiled at him before scooting over.
"Sure Harry, take a seat." Harry sat fluidly down next to Blaise and quickly piled food on to his plate. The hall was stricken; eyes were glued to the Gryffindor cheerily sitting with the Slytherins.
Drawing a deep breath, Ginny walked steadily to the Ravenclaw table. "Is it okay if I eat here?" Terry Boot and Lisa Turpin smiled at her and moved apart, creating a spot between them. Michael sent her deathly glare but she missed it, as she was too caught up in her talking.
"Sure Ginny." The petite redhead smiled before sitting down. The students watched wearily as Tonks finished the plan by heading over to the Hufflepuff table. She stopped behind Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones, who smiled at her. "Hey girls, mind if I sit here?" The girls shook their heads and made room. The hall watched and slowly restarted their meals as the three roving students talked and ate.
With a huff, Natalia rose out of her seat at the Gryffindor table. The tiny Gryffindor reserve Seeker strode shakily to the Slytherin table, stopping in front of a fellow 1st year with scruffy brown hair. "Hey Eric, can I sit with you guys?" The girl blushed but kept steady.
The boy flushed a bright red and stammered. "Sure Nat." He scooted over and ignored the glares of the older Slytherins. She caught Harry's eyes and he smiled at her. She beamed and quickly fell in to conversation with the Slytherin 1st years.
Dumbledore watched the proceedings with the twinkle in his eye in an almost blinding fashion. After a moment, he managed to catch Harry's eye. Dumbledore smiled at the Gryffindor, but Harry arched an eyebrow and turned back to his conversation. The Headmaster frowned and turned to McGonagall at his side. The transfiguration teacher gave him a smirk and turned to her other side, ignoring the Headmaster completely. Dumbledore sat back and steepled his fingers in thought.
At the next weeks DA meeting, Harry was walking throughout the room. That day, he had introduced the Incarcerous spell. He knew that it was one of the most often used spells for any Auror and great to use after a successful Stupefy. He walked among the pairs of students practicing, correcting pronunciations here and fixing wand grips there. Suddenly, the door slammed open and Draco stormed in, followed closely by Crabbe, Goyle and a strutting Pansy.
"Potter. Let's see how your little duel club fights. You. Me. Now." Draco shrugged his cloak in to Pansy's arms and stepped on to a raised platform. Draco was clad in a fancy, sequined vest with flaring black pants. He smirked at Harry who rolled his eyes.
"Alright Malfoy. No Unforgivables. First to lose their wand or consciousness." Malfoy nodded. Harry took off his cloak, handing it to Ginny who gave him a kiss.
"Good luck. Not that you need it. But I wanted to kiss you." Harry laughed and hopped lightly to the platform.
Harry stretched slightly as Draco drew his wand in a flourish. "Alright guys. Here's an impromptu duel exhibition. Let's see if Mr. Malfoy would last long in a real fight. Blaise, count us down." The Slytherin nodded and stepped forward.
"Three…two…one!" Draco stepped forward, flinging spells at Harry, hoping to catch him off guard. Harry smiled and disappeared in a cloud of swirling black smoke. The spells flew through the cloud, striking the wall harmlessly. Draco spun around wildly looking around for his adversary.
"Coward! Show yourself Potter!" At that, Harry appeared behind Draco. Harry tapped him on the shoulder lightly. Draco swung around and raised his wand. In a flash, Harry reached out, grabbed Draco's wand and flung it across the room.
"Alright class. Now we get to see how well Mr. Malfoy can fight without a wand." With that, Harry smirked and winked at his girlfriends.
Reaching back, he landed a solid punch to Draco's jaw, dropping him in a heap. Blood spurted out of his nose which was clearly broken. Pansy shrieked and Crabbe and Goyle walked up to the stage menacingly. Harry turned around, his face cold and non-forgiving.
"Misters Crabbe, Goyle. You will pick up Mr. Malfoy and bring him to Hospital
Wing. He entered in to a willing duel and there were no restrictions on physical conflict. Now go." The two burly boys paused then picked up a nearly unconscious Draco. Pansy was still shrieking. Harry rounded on her.
"Miss Parkinson, please stop that infernal racket before all dogs in a five mile radius are permanently deafened." Pansy fell silent and watched Draco was hauled out of the room. She stared, speechless, at the watching students, most on the edge of laughter. With another shriek, she ran out of the room after Draco.
Harry allowed himself a small smile then shook himself. He turned back to the still watching students. "Let's go guys. Back to work. Don't let Malfoy distract you." In a flurry of activity, the students went back to their practice. Harry returned to his rounds, stopping at a pair of 4th year Hufflepuffs.
"Remember, it isinCARcerous. The accent is on the CAR. Your wand movement is perfect. Try again." The girl smiled nervously at him. After another try, ropes flew out of her wand and trapped her friend.
The girl yelped in joy and turned back to Harry. Harry was smiling and with a whoop the girl jumped in his arms. Harry was startled for a moment before the girl let go. Her face was bright red and she mumbled an apology.
Harry blushed and muttered a quiet pardon. He moved away before turning to see Tonks and Ginny rolling on the floor laughing. "You should have seen your face…I only wish Colin could have gotten a picture." Ginny was crying and Tonks tried to attempt a witty joke but her laughter drowned out any words. Harry stomped over to them.
"Bollocks that." He couldn't suppress the grin that spread over his face, and the girls doubled over, restarting their laughter.
The next day, all the talk of the school was about the duel between Draco and Harry. More specifically, about Harry's utter destruction of Draco. At breakfast, more than one student approached Harry quietly and congratulated him. A surprising number of Slytherins even approached him covertly. As they finished breakfast, Harry and his girls were heading over the Great Hall doors as Malfoy and his cronies entered.
"Potter, you'll pay for that little butchery of duel etiquette. What kind of man physically attacks another?" Harry stopped in front of Draco, staring him down.
"The kind of man who has never lost a duel. In a real fight, you do whatever takes to win. That's why I escape Voldemort, while your daddy dearest takes his punishment like a punished child." The Gryffindors roared in laughter and Malfoy whitened, sputtering in his attempt to respond. Harry winked at Malfoy and walked past him. Noses in the air, Ginny and Tonks followed him.
However, as Tonks passed by, Malfoy smirked and reached out and smacked Tonks' bum. She whirled around, hands covering her body while she glared daggers at Malfoy.
"You sick pervert. Don't ever touch me again." Harry spun around and grabbed Malfoy by the collar of his robes. He slammed him in to the open Great Hall doors roughly. Snape hopped out of his seat, racing down the space between tables.
"Malfoy, do that again, and Pansy won't have anything else to suck on when she gets scared at night." Malfoy whitened and snickers broke out through the hall while Pansy flushed bright red. Just as Snape reached the group, followed by McGonagall, Harry dropped Draco to the ground.
"And Draco…" Harry delivered a solid jab to Draco's stomach, doubling him over. Harry followed it by a solid knee to Draco's face, blood spewing out of Draco's recently healed nose. The Slytherin collapsed to the ground and Snape was about to explode when McGonagall rounded on the students.
"Mr. Potter, 10 points from Gryffindor for fighting. Mr. Malfoy, 100 points from Slytherin for sexual assault and detention for the rest of the week." A shocked Snape was speechless and Harry smiled at Ginny and Tonks. The threesome made a quick getaway in the chaotic aftermath from Harry's second consecutive day of breaking Malfoy's nose.
As they escaped to the Entrance Hall, Harry laughed. "I love doing that. It should be a daily ritual." The girls laughed and they linked arms with Harry, before heading down the hall.
A/N: A somewhat uneventful chapter but the foundations of school unity are set! I got a great response for last chapter (I guess sex does sell!). Seriously, 21 reviews! And my 100th for the story overall!! Thanks for the great response!!