To Rose Haven: I'm going to do that. Hide and Seek, Fred x Harry x George, is now up.

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Love, Keta.

Chapter 17: Yami, Bellatrix's Cat

Harry's POV

"So," Vormund asks incredulously, "Tsuki is your mother's run away cat turned Nekomata?"

"Hai!"

"Wow…"

"That's pretty odd," Kōsetsu whispers, reaching down to pet the cat, now boy. "Tsuki, I mean Yami, do you want to go with Harry when he leaves here?"

He nods and moves over to Harry, rubbing his head against his side. "I want to go with Harry. But…" He looks up with his big yellow eyes, "I don't want to leave you."

"Then why don't we all go?" I suggest. "I did want to see Japan, but I can see it another day."

"Are you sure?" Vormund asks, glaring at the cat that remains cuddled up to me.

"Yep," I say, reaching down to pet Yami. "And stop glaring at him," I mouth at the wendigo.

"But he's cuddling up to you."

"I don't care. Now knock it off." "Is that okay with you, Yami or Tsuki? What name do you prefer?"

"Tsuki. It's who I am now. But you can call me Yami." He nuzzles into my chest and continues. "I'll go now. I don't mind, Harry. I can't apperate and all the magical stuff on my own though. Someone has to carry me."

"I will, Tsuki-chan."

"Okay…" He shifts into his cat form and leaps into my arms. "I'm ready."

"So am I!" Vormund grabs one of my arms and Kōsetsu, the other and we suddenly arrive in Great Britain again during a Death Eater meeting.

"Harry!" Luna and Draco run up to me and envelope me in a hug, or rather try to when Tsuki turns into his human form and hisses.

"You will not touch my Harry."

"Yours?" Vormund growls.

The two supernatural starts snarling at each other as I roll my eyes. "Tsuki, come here and sit. Vormund stay away from him or you will go to the corner."

"But-"

"Enough both of you." Tsuki smirks at Vormund and sits down at my feet, purring as he rubs his head on my leg. Unconsciously, I reach down to pet the Nekomata. "Now, Tsuki, this," I point to Draco, "is my cousin, Draco. Do you remember him?" He shakes his head. "What about Tom." He shakes his head again. "Rudo? Mom?"

"I don't remember anyone," he whispers. "Except you. I remember you, my Harry."

"Harry who is this," Tom asks, curious.

"Remember your cat, Mom."

"Yeah."

"This is him. He's a Nekomata now."

"A what?"

"A demon cat with twin tails." Under the curious stares, he curls close to me and buries his face into my dressed. "He's awfully shy, but an overall good cat. Please be nice to him. Especially you Vormund." The wendigo glares but keeps quiet, smart one he is.