The rest of the summer passed in a flash. Soon, it was time for Hogwarts to start up again. He never told anyone about his extra credit except for Professor McGonnagal, the one who gave it to him. She was eager to see his results.
Even though he had all of the summer to test out his full form, he didn't, cause it's too big and too noticeable. He only shifted completely once and it felt… unique. Like, he was himself, but with two minds. He was stronger, faster, and had power. He really couldn't explain how amazing it felt. And he feared to shift again, less he get way too used to the power of his shift.
He was using the strength of his form to haul his heavy trunk along with Hedwig's cage to the dolly. He sets them on carefully and made sure no Muggles were looking before he pushed through the barrier between platforms 9 and 10. All was quiet for a second before his senses were filled with sounds, smells, and flashes of color. He felt the corners of his mouth lift into a lopsided grin as he takes in the start of the Wizarding World, on of his favorite places so far, besides Hogwarts.
There were paper airplanes flying through the air on their own, people in cloaks and robes, people in muggle clothing, and others casting spells to amuse the younger kids. His grin widens when he sees a group of redheads and he heads over to them.
They're the Weasley's, a big family of redheads who have so many family members, they're said to have some as far as even Long Island Sound in the Americas.
When he sees two new faces with the two, he furrows his brow. Both were redheads, though one was a darker red than the Weasley's. The second one was the same shade of red that the Weasley's were. He smiled though and introduced himself. The one with the same shade as the big family introduced herself as a long distance cousin of theirs named Rachel Elizabeth Dare. He was about to ask for the second girl's name, until she glomps him with a loud, "Harry!"
He was shocked and confused but hugs back. "Um, miss? May I ask your name?" he asks her, causing her to look up at him with confused eyes, until they widen with realization.
"O-Oh, I'm so sorry!" she says as she pulls away with a soft blush. "My name's Jackdaw Potter, but you can call me Jackie!" she said with a lopsided grin that was an exact replica of his own. He smiled back, until he realized what she said her name was.
"Wait… Potter? So that means…" he was cut off by the energetic redhead.
"Yup! I'm your sister!" she giggles and hugs him tight. "It's so good to see you again!" she said, her hazel eyes filled with excitement (She's the opposite of Harry in the form of looks. Harry looks like James with Lily's eyes, and Jackie looks like Lily with James' eyes)
Harry's swears he accidentally shifts his mouth a bit to his beast, cause his jaw dropped so low it almost touched the ground. Jackie pulled back and giggled. "Close your mouth, brother dear, or you'll catch flies" she says. He shuts his mouth with a slight blush. He was saved by the bell, or in this case, the train whistle.
"L-Let's get onto the train. I want to you to meet my two best friends, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley" he says as he waves bye to the Weasley's and Rachel. He says Ron, as he doesn't see him with the group, so he assumes that he's on the train already. He takes their luggage and carries it aboard, Jackie following.
When they reached their compartment, he saw Ron and Hermione arguing about something as per usual. But, he saw someone else. Across from them, using their coat as a blanket, leaning against a window, was a woman.
Her hair was long and light brown, scars across her face, her skin a deathly pale. He had to admit that she was a beautiful in a sort of dangerous way. With his beast's instincts and senses, he noticed that she had the feel of a halfer, what many refer to as shifters, not Animagi, but werewolves, were-cats, and other creatures. Problem was, she reeked of wolfsbane.
He shrugged and introduced his two friends to Jackie, smiling at their shocked faces.
Remus Lupin was enjoying her rest before she had to work at Hogwarts. She had taken the wolfsbane potion earlier, and it made her feel terrible for hours on end. The best way to get over the effects quickly was to sleep it off. So that's what she did.
She ignored the two teens arguing over something, she didn't care. They had the scent of regular wizards, one male, another female. However, about fifteen minutes later, two more scents, male and female, caught her nose as they were getting closer to the compartment they were in. They smelled pretty similar, probably siblings, though one of them, the male, had the smell of an ancient beast along with human. Instantly, the beast inside her was submissive to the male.
This shocked her. Her wolf never submitted so easily, but it was put down so easily by smell alone. Who was this male? She peeked open her eyes enough to see, but not enough to show that she was awake. Her eyes almost shot open when she saw who it was.
Harry James Potter was the one with the scent of the ancient beast. instantly went back to resting. This lasted close to an hour until the train stopped and she felt a familiar chill creep into the compartment. She had her hand resting on her wand while she waited.
Harry was chatting happily with his sister and his two friends, being considerate of the sleeping passenger across from them. He was smiling a wide smile, genuine, despite the nightmare that was his summer. He didn't bring up the fact that he practically ran away.
However, the joy left him as the train stopped, and his beast inside told him that something was close, and it could hurt three of his mates. He blinked at that. 'Mate? Where did that come from?' he thought before shaking his head and letting out a breath. He saw mist instead of his breath. He tensed and breathed again, watching the mist come out and dissipate. This wasn't natural. He looked to the door, watching frost creep over the window of the door. He watches as a decayed hand slowly grasps around the door, pulling it open.
He didn't even reach for his wand as he stood, shifting his eyes and hair to his beast. His eyes were now glowing blood red and his hair was reduced to black smoke as if their molecules were separated.
He saw the creature that could harm his mate- friends. His friends. The creature pulsed with darkness. It wore a torn and clattered cloak over decayed skin. Under the hood he saw a face that not even a mother can love. It had grey, clammy skin with no eyes and a dark hole for a mouth. It's disgusting head turned back and forth before locking on him.
He stood in the middle, aware of everyone looking at him, even the halfer. The beast moved to grab him, but he just side stepped it, letting it move pass him. He grabs the cloak and uses some strength from his beast to pull the beast back into the hall. He twitched a bit, about to use his voice, but didn't, as he didn't want to break the glass and paralyze his friends. The beast stood again, its cloak billowing around it as it floated to him. His red eyes hardened and it froze in its tracks. He growls slightly, a sound that was not human.
Luckily for him, not many were watching, other than his friends. And two others. One was the halfer in the compartment with his friends, and the other was a distant cousin of his family. He reached of hair products and snobbiness. Draco Malfoy. He growled once more, standing straighter, letting his shoulders get broader, making him look bigger. The beast whimpered as it slowly submitted, kneeling on nonexistent knees in front of him. He smiled as it did. He kneeled in front of it and lifted its chin.
If the Nukalavee can make things decay with its breath, than maybe he can change it to do the opposite.
He closed his eyes and focused. He inhaled deeply, gathering air in. And he did something that was risky. He blew the air onto the creature, causing it to screech in pain. He opened his eyes and watched as it writhed, trying to pull away. However, it couldn't, as he had a firm grip around the creature's scabby throat.
Its decayed skin started to peel off, showing smooth, glowing skin underneath. Its cloak changed from torn and grey to perfect and white. When the transformation finished, the beast stopped screeching. It was different from before. It looked the same in shape, except it looked pure. In an instant, all of the joy came back.
Thank you… he heard in his head before the creature floated away. Smiling wide, he stood. He shifted his eyes and hair back to normal before he was caught by anyone else. He turned to the compartment, only to see the shocked faces of four people. He scratched his head, smiling sheepishly.
"It was a fluke…? he asked more than stated when they asked what they did to the creature, now known to him as a Dementor. Everyone but the older woman accepted the answer.
Remus promised James and Lily that she would be Harry's god mother if Sirius wasn't available, and to watch over him. She swore today, that from this day on, she would keep a closer eye on him. So mote it be.