Tiger, Tiger.

After an Animagus potion gone wrong, Harry becomes a tiger and is unable to change back. Though, without the weight of the world on his shoulders, Harry enjoys his new body, until something happens to make him go back to Hogwarts in the possession of Draco Malfoy. HBP. AU. OOC.

Pairings: Harry/Draco one hundred per cent, there will be Blaise/Luna and eventually Neville/OC. Not much more romance other than this, maybe some off screen romance, I don't know, I haven't decided yet.

Warnings: there might be strong language, possible gory scenes in the future. I'll warn you though, so don't worry if you're squeamish. Probably a bit of underage drinking. Mentions of past abuse at the hands of the Dursleys. Also bashing of the Dumbles, the Ronikins, the Bookworm and the Weaselette! Possible OC as well, as of now though, I am undecided.

I don't own Harry Potter by J. K. Rowling or the poem 'Tyger, Tyger' by William Blake. Also anything you might recognise from other fics on this site or another site is purely coincidental. Enjoy!

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"Blah," Talking.

Blah, thoughts.

~*~ Blah, ~*~ Parseltongue

Blah, mental bond.

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In which I'm actually procrastinating because I have three essays to write for next Monday.

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Dillyd Alley was a mixture between bright and vibrant shops and dark and mysterious ones. The contrast wasn't as sharp and separated as Knockturn and Diagon Alley though. A yellow café with a cheerful looking old lady outside sweeping was right beside a shop that, judging by the display in the window, sold raw meat and animal bones. In fact, there was a man who was standing in the door way of the meat shop who had huge bat like scaly wings and pointed, elvish ears. If he were to go to Diagon Alley, the Aurors would have been called and he would be either imprisoned and experimented on or just killed. Prosper watched as he winged man nodded to someone inside the meat shop and leapt over the old lady, sitting down in one of the chairs outside the café. The lady ran inside and came back out with a pot of tea and a cup. She talked to the winged man, laughing and smiling. On the other side of the meat shop was a baby shop. Not selling babies, but baby essentials like cribs and prams the like.

All across the alley, humans and non-humans walked and talked and interacted like it was nothing. And no one said anything about the blonde haired, distant eyed girl who was currently sitting atop a grizzly bear in the middle of the alley. Luna, who was the said girl, smiled from her place on the bear at Neville and his companions. She slipped daintily from the huge beasts back and skipped over to them, the bear following his mistress unhurriedly, content with the fact that he could see her. Luna hugged Neville and petted Alaric before turning towards the Slytherins. She looked at them for a second, her dreamy eyes unusually focused, before her face melted into a dazed grin. She slid over to Prosper and knelt in front of the tiger. She grabbed either side of his head and, bringing her forehead to meet his, whispered almost inaudibly "Harry James Potter, you have no idea of how worried I have been." Prosper pulled back and thought to Draco Shit, she knows.

Draco stiffened but didn't have time to do or say anything before Luna latched onto him, hugging him around the middle. She pulled back and tapped his chest twice with two knuckles on her right hand, right over where the magical tattoo was. "Keep that hidden. From everyone." She smiled at the shell shocked Draco before giggling and skipping over to where her bear was. Neville and Blaise shared a glance and a grin over the stationary Slytherin. Luna ran her hands through the thick fur on the bears back before smiling at Neville. "This is Acklorperesshat. Daddy got him for me off a breeder in Spain." "Acklerpeshat?" Neville tried to pronounce the long and strange name that the girl had chosen for her familiar. "Acklorperesshat. Ack-lore-per-esh-at. Well, daddy and I have just been calling him Ackles." "Ackles, I can say that." Neville smiled at the blonde girl who in turn again turned to Draco. "You need to go to Gringotts" Draco crinkled his brow, completely confused "Blood tests." She continued, her silver eyes flickering over to Prosper. Draco's forehead smoothed and he nodded.

"She's right, since Fath- Lucius disowned myself and divorced Mother; we were looking to see if we could start using the Black family name instead of Malfoy. We need to see the goblins to do so."

I inherited the Black properties. My godfather, remember?

Oh, shit, that was right; Harry owned all the Black estates. He wasn't head of the House though. If he allowed it, then Draco would become the Black head of the house, even if Harry was the Heir. Draco, who couldn't mentally speak back to Prosper, smiled at Blaise, Luna and Neville before turning away, Prosper trotting at his heels. The duo strutted out of Dillyd Alley and back into Diagon Alley, heading straight for the bank. They went up the stone steps, nodding to the Goblin guards as they passed. Neither of them took notice of the guards shocked looks when they saw Prosper, assuming that they were surprised to see a tiger rather than something else. Something bigger than either of them could even imagine.

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"I have an island?" Draco and Harry sat in front of the Black family goblin, Snarlnok. The second Draco had entered the requested private room; the goblin had instructed Harry to change forms, insisting that no one could be able to detect his magic in this room. They had then gone through various documents about the Black finance and they were finally one to the different Black properties when, "I mean, sure people can have bloody castles, but come on really? An island?" Draco felt as disbelieving as Harry sounded. Malfoys were rich, no one could dispute that fact, but the Blacks were richer, and now that Harry had the Black family fortune and the Potter one… well, his great- great- great- great- grandkids wouldn't have to work if they didn't want to, that's how long the fortunes would last. But even for the richest family on the British Isles an island seemed a little excessive. "It is a fairly small island, Duke Marvell," That was another thing, Harry Potter, the boy who lived to look perpetually shagged, had a Duke's title. The Marvell family was a neutral one and was once the biggest names in all of Britain, hailing from Ireland and owning most of Ireland and Scotland. They had a castle in Ireland and had investments in many different businesses, both magical and muggle, all across the world. And they, for some insane reason lost to Draco, had left everything they had to Harry.

As it turns out, the Sirius Black had a left Draco and his mother a house and money, in case they ever needed to get away from Lucius, the will had said. The will also stated, in not so many words, that Dumbledore could get the fuck out of the ancestral home of the Blacks and could use somewhere else for Order meetings.

Snarlnok cleared his throat, stopping Harry from his mumblings about islands and titles, and, drawing the attention of the two boys in front of him, as well as the two goblin guards at the door. He tapped a clawed finger twice on the table and Draco and Harry watched as part of the desktop melted away, leaving a small compartment that was usually hidden open. Snarlnok reached inside the compartment, drawing out a highly decorated, wooden carved box, roughly the size of a shoebox. He opened the box, not showing the contents to the boys for a few seconds before swivelling it around. Draco and Harry leaned forward, and saw two eggs, one a bright shimmering silver and the other a dark glinting gold, nestled in what looked like a faintly glowing mass of swirling coloured solidified clouds. Snarlnok cleared his throat again, and when the two boys looked up, they saw he looked unusually grave.

"Duke Marvell, we need to talk about the Dragon Age Prophecy."

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Hello again, I must say it's nice to be back writing, unfortunately, that doesn't mean that I'll be updating again soon. I did make a promise though, and, even though it is really short (sorry about that), I have updated. I would also like if you guys could possibly give my some animals that could be familiars for some background characters once the duo get back to Hogwarts. Cheers!

Laughingly,

I'm secretly annoyed with you

0_o

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Just a list of the familiars and owners so far.

Owner. . . Animal. . . Animal name . . .

Draco. . . Tiger. . . Prosper

Blaise . . . Cheetah . . . Lamont

Luna. . . Grizzly bear . . . Acklorperesshat (Ackles.)

Snape . . . Harpy eagle. . . Jara

Neville . . . Irish wolfhound . . . Alaric

Mrs Malfoy . . . Fennec fox . . . Romeo

Ron . . . Jarvey . . . unknown