A Persian's Tale: Scarred for Life 2

1/31/2008 - 591 words

AN: Chapter 2, don't get used to this. And yes, I know it is short. Live with it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or Harry Potter and this was inspired in part by the story "Raimei". You should look it up.

The dark was good and surprisingly comforting. No pain, no worries, nothing. So it was understandable his complete lack of desire to awaken. His body was sore but in a heavy, deadened way like he had taken a strong pain reliever and his memories were prompt in informing him why strong painkillers were necessary. Really, the Boy Who Lived, dead from a mugging – no one would believe it.

Opening his eyes, slowly, made one thing perfectly clear – something was very, very wrong. He rather distinctly remembered his glasses falling off during his mugging and the subsequent crunch when they were trod upon during his escape. So, there was no reason for him to be seeing clearly, as in better than 20 / 20 clearly. His eyes were never that good, even with his glasses; like the Dursley's would cough up for eye exams and new prescriptions.

Plus, he should not be able to smell the fact that two cats and a dog had been in this room within the past 24 hours. The heart monitor was too big, the ceiling too high, and the bed way too big. Ergo, something really, really bad had happened resulting in his shrinkage. While pondering just how he managed to get here, footsteps echoed from outside the room and playing possum was suddenly very appealing. He closed his eyes and relaxed his too heavy body just as the door opened.

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"Your friend is right in here. He was in pretty bad shape but nothing life threatening. The amount of blood was deceiving. Where did you find him?"

"I was heading into the office, I had an early summons, and he was lying at the mouth of an alleyway between two restaurants. My first thought was to bring him here. It's not like Lady Une would do more than reprimand me."

"Ah, I understand. So strange though, you don't often see this type wandering the alleys. Actually, he was well taken care under the grime. I think he's a new stray."

"Hn."

"A few stitches near the left eye and back right leg, plus extensively bruised ribs indicative of being kicked or stomped on a few times but, surprisingly no broken bones. As long as you give him these medicines at the times indicated and keep him from strenuous activity, you can take him home immediately after this."

"Thank you Trowa."

"Not a problem Heero. But, how is Duo going to react to you bringing home a cat?"

"Heero Yuy bringing home a beaten stray?"

"True, Duo will be too stunned to comment for a while. Take pictures for me?"

"Hn."

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He was a cat. He was a cat. He was a cat.

Never pray to figures you aren't sure exist or that you don't have full faith in to begin with for those are the ones who are evil PMS-ing bitches out to spite you. Why else would he be a cat? And not just a cat, oh no, he was a fluffy cat. A Persian, evidently purebred according to the veterinarian, but still he was a PERSIAN! Someone hated him, that was all there was to it.

He was a relatively large, fluffy, calico colored Persian with a long fluffy tail, two triangular ears, four paws, whiskers, and retractable claws. If that wasn't bad enough, he couldn't change back. He was stuck. As a cat. And he was just adopted by a man with short brown hair, dark blue eyes, and smelled heavily of gun powder.

Life officially sucked.

AN: Yes, Harry was mugged by muggles and almost killed. In his desperation to escape and live, his magic turned him into a cat. A big, fluffy, black and brown Persian. And Heero Yuy just adopted him. As for the PMS part - my name is Lynn ergo, I am female, ergo I can get away with such comments since I happen to know from personal experience that PMS has the wonderful ability to leave you cranky, sore, and out for blood.

Abs - Here is your kitty!Harry. And no, think of a different blond haired, blue eyed man with hair to rival Duo. Don't ask, I have this running in my head and suddenly I traded the small blond for the big one.

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