HJeres chapter 3 i hope you like it :)
the story is planned to do all 7 years of hogwarts so if you have any idea on how to deal with something please let me know id be happy to hear your ideas.
I do not own harry potter
Without making a sound Harry quietly donned his leather armour and perched on the window. Without any hesitation he threw himself out into open air. As Harry fell his body started to change quickly growing fur, his limbs lengthening, mis muscles growing and his features becoming wolf-like. All of the changes happened before he hit the ground. So it was with a loud thud that a werewolf wearing peculiar leather armour landed on the ground unharmed before starting to run towards The Forbidden Forest.
Once in the forest Fenrir jumped out of his hiding spot and enlarged himself to the size of a normal wolf.
"Care for a race Master?" Fenrir asked cheekily.
"You're on. First one to reach the bottom of those mountains wins" Harry replied gesturing to some mountains that were around thirty miles away.
The race took an hour with both of the contestants going all out. At one point during the race they ran through a clearing filled with centaurs. Fenrir ran under the centaurs while Harry in a display of acrobatics jumped on a centaur and jumped from back to back to get past. Needless to say the two scared the centaurs quite badly causing a stampede to get away from them, this only caused Harry and Fenrir to laugh.
The race eventually ended with Fenrir being the winner but a few seconds. As soon as the race was over Harry collapsed on the grass gasping for air.
"Must be nice not needing to breath" Harry grumbled.
"It is nice thank you for noticing Master" Fenrir joked. Harry just laughed at the before reverting back to human form and looking around at the forest.
"So this entire forest is mine?" Harry asked almost reverently.
"Yes Master the entire forest and all it's inhabitants belong to you. If we can find the Tree of Magick in the forest then you can claim it as your own and from then on you would be able to sense everything that happens in the forest" Fenrir told him.
"So how do I know what tree is the Tree of Magick?" Harry asked.
"You just do Master. I don't know why but as Beast Lord you just know."
Harry laid back against Fenrir and grinned. He may not have needed friends before but now he couldn't be happier than playing with Fenrir and learning about being the Beast Lord.
"So how about a little hunting and then back to the castle. Tastiest catch wins" Harry challenged.
"Master it would be my honour to beat you a second time."
Without another word the two were off Harry changing forms as he moved. Harry managed to catch himself a jackalope while Fenrir with some difficulty caught some sort of snake. While the snake was bigger than the jackalope they both agreed that it tasted foul while the jackalope was nice and sweet. Both of them made note of the area to come back hunting later on.
The two once again raced through the forest this time to the castle and on the way they once again scared the group of centaurs. At the edge of the forest Harry took human form again and Fenrir shrunk before being hidden on Harry and they made their way back to the castle. unknown to them a pair of violet eyes was watching from a window.
Since they could not climb the walls Harry quietly snuck into the castle and made his way to the Gryffindor common rooms luckily they avoided the staff with help from Harry's enhanced senses. Once back in the common rooms Harry quietly snuck into bed and fell fast asleep.
The next morning Harry woke up to the sight of all the other Gryffindor first years talking excitedly about their first day of classes.
"We get our timetables at breakfast what do you think we will have first?" Ron asked harry excitedly.
Harry yawned "as long as it's not Potions i don't care. now lets go eat."
"Now master all your classes are important and you should take al of them equally serious" Fenrir chided.
harry rolled his eyes "right cause foul smelling Potions and a werewolf's sense of smell work are going to make me like the class."
"Good point" Fenrir chuckled.
Once the boys left their dorm and entered the common room they saw Hermione who was literally jumping with excitement.
"Come on you two i've been waiting for every. i can't wait to see what our timetable is. I hope we are paired with the Ravenclaws for most of our classes. What do you think our first class will be? Harry don't forget you have to teach me that spell you cast on the train. Where did you learn it from? I heard elemental spells are really advanced. can you teach me now? I'm sure i'll pick it up fast. Oh god i'm so excited for classes." Hermione said all in one breath.
all the boys just stared at Hermione for a second before wandering to the Great Hall leaving Harry to deal with her.
"Hehe eager isn't she" Fenrir laughed.
"Hermione calm down and breath. No I will not teach you any spells i am a student not a teacher if you want to learn them learn them on your own. Now lets go i'm hungry" Harry told her strictly ignoring her downcast features.
Harry quickly made his way to the great Hall and began tearing into some rare meat.
"Wish I had some jackalope" he complained.
"Why would you want to eat a jackalope?" Hermione asked.
"Taste good."
"but jackalopes are highly endangered" Hermione said scandalized.
"Still taste good" Harry said uncaring.
"B-but Harry you just cant..." Hermione started.
"There's Professor McGonagall with our timetables" Harry interrupted.
Instantly Hermione forgot about the jackalopes and ran off to get a timetable returning quickly with a wide smile.
"What do we have first?" Harry asked her.
"Double Potions with Professor Snape. We are so lucky he is said to be the best Potions master in the UK next to Horace Slughorn" Hermione beamed.
Harry sighed as he heard Fenrir laughing in his head "You had to jinx it."
In the Potions class Harry sat next to Hermione with the other Gryffindors on one side of the class while the Slytherins sat on the other side. They had been waiting in the class for five minutes when Professor Snape walked in.
"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion-making," he began. "As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death—if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach" Snape drawled.
"Potter!" Snape said suddenly. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
Hermione raised her hand and eagerly waved it in the air obviously hoping to show off.
"No idea" Harry said not caring.
"Where would you find a bezoar?" Snape asked again.
"I would look in your Potions cabinet Professor" Harry smirked.
"What is the difference between monks Wood and Wolfsbane?"
"Sir if you do not know these thing's maybe you should not be teaching" harry joked making the Gryffindors and a few Slytherins laugh."I mean it is pretty pathetic that you have to ask a first year student stuff that you should already know."
Snape looked livid and barely spat out "fifty points from Gryffindor for your cheek." Harry just smirked uncaring. For the rest of the class everyone just copied notes of the black board with Snape not saying a word to any of them.
They had Charms next also with the Slytherins (the only non-Slytherin class was history of magic with the Hufflepuffs). Professor Flitwick a diminutive man was the lecturer and while taking roll squeaked when he came to Harry's name before falling off his chair. He was a pretty nice teacher that gave points easily and let the class play games. Harry and Ron found the class enjoyable though Hermione was a bit upset that it was so laid back.
After a quick lunch the Gryffindors made their way to Transfiguration. In the classroom the Gryffindors found a tabby cat sitting on the Professors desk. Harry could tell by the scent of the cat that it was actually an animagus so with a smirk he walked up and started petting it.
"So Professor McGonagall your a cat animagus huh?" he asked while scratching behind her ear.
Everyone looked at Harry shocked before McGonagall turned herself back into a human. "Impressive Mr Potter how did you know that it was me?" she asked surprised.
Harry smirked "Professor a magician never reveals his secrets" causing Fenrir to snort.
McGonagall smiled "alright please take your seat Mr Potter so we can begin class." Harry took his seat and Professor McGonagall began talking about how she would not tolerate any rule breaking or messing around in her class and if she caught anyone doing so then she would kick them out and give them detention. After her lecture almost everyone in the class besides Harry, Daphne Greengrass and Neville Longbottom began asking her about her animagus form and how she became one. McGonagall explained that she had always had an affinity for Transfiguration and to help herself become better at it she spent several years studying up on Animagi and another two years learning to become one. She explained that everyone has one Animagus form though it requires a lot of time, discipline, effort and skill in transfiguration to access only Hermione seemed un-fazed by this.
"Professor?" Harry asked. "Is Lycanthropy related to Animagi? I mean they both do change form to another set form."
Professor McGonagall along with the whole class just stopped and stared at Harry in all her years of teaching professor McGonagall had never once thought about that.
"also" Harry continued "what would happen if an Animagus werewolf was in animal form when the full moon came out?"
after several minutes of McGonagall staring at him, in which Harry was seriously wondering if he broke her, McGonagall eventually replied "I honestly do not know Mr Potter. may I ask what your interest is in werewolves?"
"Careful Master she might find out you're a were if you don't be careful" Fenrir advised.
"When the full moon comes around and i don't change then it won't matter I doubt she has met another were that can control the wolf within"
"Well I got a few books on werewolves because I find them interesting and I realised while reading them that the change would most likely be a curse based on Transfiguration specifically a wolf Animagus based curse. So I was wondering if anyone ever used Transfiguration or an Animagus form to battle the change" Harry explained.
Everyone looked at Harry speechless except for daphne who was deep in thought.
"Fifty points to Gryffindor for that well thought out idea" McGonagall eventually said.
The rest of the class went on of Hermione occasionally looking at Harry jealous, Daphne deep in thought and not noticing anything going on, Ron bragging about how he is Harry's friend and going on about how great Harry was and Harry trying his best to sleep which cost him 20 points.
Last class of the day was Defence Against The Dark Arts with Professor Quirell. As soon as he stepped into the classroom harry was gagging at the smell. He didn't know what was the cause but it smelled like a rotting body was in the class and no one else could smell it.
"Do you smell that?" harry asked Fenrir.
"Yes Master unfortunately that is the smell of someone that is half-dead either a vampire, someone that is possessed by a a malevolent spirit or someone who feeds on unicorn blood be very careful" Fenrir warned.
Harry sat down as close to a window as possible. When Professor Quirell came in to the class stuttering some apology the stench got worse and harry threw up all over his desk. Without saying anything harry ran out of the class to the jeers of the Slytherins and the worry of his friends.
"He. He has to go" Harry coughed once outside.
"He has been out in the sun before so he is either possessed or feeding on unicorn blood" Fenrir informed the young were "either way he is a very evil man and is a danger to the people here. What are you going to do master?"
"If he is feeding on unicorn blood then he will be getting it from the forest. I will go see the centaurs and see if they know anything. If Quirell has been attacking the creatures in my forest he will die" Harry growled making his way out of the castle and in the direction of The Forbidden Forest.