A/N:…I lost this whole chapter….and the other two stories I was starting on…which is why it's so late…so I'm trying to make it longer just to make up for your wait…And there's a new/familiar character in here who is borrowing Phoenixfire's(If you read my warriors stories) name, until I choose to reveal who she is.

A/N again: My internet…is gone. That is why it took me so long to get this one put up.

While the two men bickered, Harry made his way up to the corridor, the scent of blood leading him. He stopped when he saw where the fight took place. He could defiantly tell the three people were here, but there was another scent. One he couldn't place. 'Who is that…' He wondered, growling slightly. Figuring it out could wait. Right now, he had someone to visit in the hospital wing.

Harry bounded into the hospital wing, noticing Madam Pomfrey working on healing Hermione. The leopard crossed the room in a few graceful steps before diving under the bed and out of the way.

"Night? Oh alright…" The medi-witch sighed. "You can stay, just keep there!" Harry blinked his eyes closed and rested his head on the furry paws.

'Don't plan on moving…wish I could be just Harry though, and not Night…' He thought before yawning. The others would be fine without him, and if he was needed then Snape could come and get him, he decided before falling asleep, listening to Madam Pomfrey muttering under her breath.

"Get up you lazy cat!" Harry glanced out from under the bed, noticing three people standing next to said furniture. He yawned before crawling out, looking at Hermione before felling something wrap around his neck, almost choking him. He coughed violently, shaking his head and trying to escape whatever was around him.

"Geeze, trying to kill him?" Gentler hands reached down to him, he recognized the voice to be Fred's, as the twin loosened what was around his neck, a collar. Harry sighed and glared up at Snape, tail lashing back and forth as he stalked over to the man. He sat down with a huff and looked around. Fred, George, and Snape were the only ones there. Harry guessed Blaise really was suspended then.

"Well if he would listen and not run out in the middle of the night, this wouldn't have happened." Snape sneered. Harry growled, nipping the man's hand lightly before angling his ears towards the door. The professor glared down at him before nodding. "Fine, but you go straight back to the dungeons." Harry nodded before standing up, stretching, and walking out.

"Being his familiar is tiring…even if it's only fake…" Harry grumbled to himself. He reached the stairs, waiting for them to change before bounding down them.

"Harry!" Wings fluttered as a pure white owl landed on his shoulder. "There you are kitten!" A purr rumbled in Harry's throat at the sight of Hedwig, Vipera curled up on her back.

"There you two are! But what are you doing here? What if you're caught, Dumbledore knows you!" Harry fretted, his tail twitched in worry. 'Which is why I'm stuck in this stupid form..'

"Harry, look at me, closely. Where are the black spots? Why they're painted over!" Hedwig hooted. "Magic's easily detected on owls, so Lucius suggested doing things the muggle way and painted them!"

"That's brilliant!" Harry agreed. The more he heard, the more he felt he could at least trust Lucius. Remus seemed to anyway, and Harry trusted the werewolf with his life. "Hey, isn't the full moon soon?"

"Yes little one, Tom wants you back there for it. He said your protector will tell Dumbledore that you're on a mission for him." Vipera hissed, wrapping herself around Harry's collar. "What is this thing around your neck? It seems uncomfortable…"

"It is…" Harry mewed, careful to avoid using parseltongue so he wouldn't be noticed. "Don't know why I have this on-" The leopard cuts off with a yowl as the stairs start changing just as a spell hits the stairs. Hedwig screeches as Harry falls forward, claws trying to find a grip on the polished stairs but failing as he falls with a sickening thud, Vipera quickly wrapping around Hedwig's talons. The snowy owl screeched, catching a glimpse of blonde hair as their attacker runs away. She dove down to Harry, Vipera disappearing back to the hospital wing.

"Oh no… Kitten, wake up! Someone! Help!"

"Be careful!"

"Luna we're trying sweetheart…Snape said not to use magic on him so we have to carry him."

"And with all the blood on his fur, it's hard to do!"

A small mewl of confusion and pain left the leopard as Neville and Blaise carried him. 'Blaise? Am I out of the school then?' He thought. Long whiskers twitched as Luna stepped closer, running a hand over Harry's shoulder. He wondered what had her so worked up. Her voice didn't sound dreamy…it sounded scarier than a werewolf's howl does to someone not used to it.

"Harry? Can you hear me? You just fell from the third floor to the first floor off of the stairs. Hedwig said it was Draco that attacked you. Thankfully the collar you have on," Harry could still feel the foreign object around his neck. "has a protection spell around it." So that's why Snape was so forceful putting it on him. He wanted to make sure it was on tight enough so it couldn't slip off…why though? Harry sighed, wincing in pain from the movement.

"Calm it down Harry, you'll be resting in bed soon." Blaise said. Harry flicked his ears.

"why…am…I…cat…" Harry managed in a hoarse whisper. He could feel the temperature around them shift as they made their way into another room. "Blaise…"

"I'm here because we're in Severus' rooms. You won't believe how many death eaters have been in and out since you were hurt. As for you being a cute little kitty," Harry growled, "Snape said the potions he has will work better if you're in your winged form." That's when the jet black cat finally noticed the new appendages on his shoulders. It explained why his back was warm, but not why it was sticky. "surprised he could even tell you have them, covered in blood…They're blending in nicely with your fur. Did he only feed you fish while you were here too? Your fur's sleek…"

"That's called blood you idiot…" A new voice growled. "As for the phoenix wings, all the blood should have triggered a healing property in them…"

"Sorry Phoe…" Blaise nervously laughed. "Harry, this is Phoenix. She's a healer, specializing in Winged Cats." Specializing? Harry tried to lift his head to look at her, only catching a glimpse of a fiery orange tail with a white tip, ginger wings resting near it.

"Just set him on the bed before Sev gets pissed off. He's mad enough that we have to keep Harry in his room." They set Harry gently on the bed on his stomach, wings immediately flexing out. "Well that explains a lot! When did he last have his wings out?"

"couple…weeks…" Harry panted. His eyes slipped shut as he felt something warm on his back. Luna ran the towel over his shoulders and neck, moving to the middle of his back and his tail afterwards, trying to get the blood off of them. Images flashed past Harry as she did, flying on thestrals, Sirius almost falling through the veil, Remus' first transformation around Harry, Snape saving them from Remus, Snape glaring at him during fourth year after Harry's name being called from the goblet, telling Snape about Sirius being attacked in the vision…

"Keep them out for longer this time, they need to be able to flex for you to get your full inheritance. Other than that, I'm ordering you to rest for a week." Phoenix said. Harry nodded, slowly drifting to sleep as the healer started to argue with someone else in the room.

"A whole week?" Snape growled.

"Yes, Severus, a week. He just fell from the third floor to the first. Be glad he's even alive." Green eyes blazed in what light the candles allowed in the room. "Keep this up and Tom will want him back at the Manor for good! And I won't blame him!" She snapped. Snape glared at her, finding something familiar in the girl's gaze.

"Fine. But he will be coming with me while I teach."

"Get up you lazy brat."

Green eyes snapped open at the somewhat calm voice as the leopard uncurled from his spot on a soft blanket on the floor near the bed. He moved slow, joints stiff from the fall still, wincing as his shoulder's pop as he stretched out.

"rrrow…" He mewled. The medi-witch told him to give his magic a rest, which meant not using it to translate cat-speak into English. He did his best to keep his mind open to the teacher though. 'I'm up, I'm up. Give me a minute.' He shook his head before stretching his back legs, testing them before sitting back.

"Classes start in 10 minutes. You can call one of the elves for breakfast there." Snape said, slipping the collar around Harry's neck. "And for Merlin's sake, stay away from the stairs!"

Harry's eyes went wide at that, his ears catching what was barley there.

Humor.

Snape actually tried to joke around him.

"murrowr…." Harry said in agreement, shaking his head again so the collar would fall gently onto a better place on his neck. 'I miss being human…'

"You'll be back to human in a few days Potter." Snape promised. "For now though you have to stay as Night. There is a bowl of water in the classroom, you are to drink it. It has a potion you need for your recovery." Harry nodded, following the professor out of the room and towards the classroom, brushing innocently past Seamus and Dean, both of which knew it was Harry. He looked past Snape's desk, noticing the water bowl.

"mrow?" Harry glanced up at Snape, wishing he was doing everything right. He turned his head to the water bowl next.

"Yes, that is yours Night." Snape nodded. The leopard flicked his tail before walking over to it, lapping up half the water before looking back at the students. "Now, today you will be brewing healing potions to be used here. The instructions are on page 395. Begin."

'Let's see…I remember Hermione getting the stuff for polyjuice after we caused a distraction….blowing up a cauldron before…no wait that was three cauldrons…Neville came in here to get something fourth year, what was it though?' Harry got up and walked around a bit, his right shoulder still a bit stiff from the fall. He glanced up at Pansy, flicking her leg when she tried to add in an ingredient early. She smiled down at him, scratching behind his ear for a second before turning back to her potion. 'Well if I'm gonna get petted during every class, I might just stay here!'

"Night, what are you doing?" A glare from Snape sent Harry right back to his side, sitting obediently next to him.

'Not fair…I was behaving…' He glanced around, feeling two sets of eyes glaring at him. His back tensed as he met Ron's eyes, the redhead glaring at him. 'We used to be friends…' He looked over to the other one glaring, Draco. 'There's something more to our story…isn't there? I can't remember…maybe it was just brought on by the potion Snape gave me to be more compliant…' Harry guessed, freezing as a large hand rested on his head, petting the soft fur. He glanced up, noticing that it was Snape that was petting him. 'Probably just keeping up appearances…not even the greasy git can ignore his familiar forever…' Harry said, allowing a small purr to escape as the petting continued.

(This is where the chapter was going to end, but since I took forever in uploading, I'll add in chapter 10 with it just in case it takes me forever again)

Winter Break comes slowly for Harry. The whole school year went by slow. Hermione was released from the infirmary in early October, with Blaise coming back the following week. Harry took to not only wearing a collar, but a small chain around the tip of his tail as well, that George spelled to stay on. It was also charmed to protect him, as well as Vipera being hidden in his now longer coat. The first snow was the best in Harry's eyes. Snape ended up surprising the leopard by taking him outside in it, not wanting to leave him alone in case the charms on the collar and chain fell. Harry noted how different the cat's eyesight was to his old eyesight. Everything with brighter, and more beautiful. He could see each snowflake's design as it fell, stifling a purr of amusement as some of the snow got into Snape's hair. He was amazed when all he got was a glare for that. The leopard sighed as he remembered that day.

"…Professor, when do we get to go back to the Manor?" He asked. The professor sighed, setting down the quill he was using to check essays.

"Soon, Night. Soon. Hopefully tomorrow.." Came the calm answer. Harry nodded. He was used to the nickname now, always being called it in case someone was listening in. He curled up tightly on the couch, Snape had allowed him onto it in late October, keeping him in the bedroom starting mid-November. The students were almost all gone now for Winter Break. The majority who were staying were friends with Harry, or wanted to stay near the wrong side of the war. Fred, George, and Charlie all left. Wanting to spend what could be their last Christmas with their family, no matter what side they were on. McGonagall was stuck up in Gryffindor tower most of the time with Crookshanks. Harry envied her a bit, she at least had someone of her own animagus' species to talk to. The closest Harry was able to get to a leopard was Mrs. Norris.

"What time is it?" Harry glanced over to the man, who was down to only a few essays left.

"Just about 9 P.M." He said, casting a quick spell to check. "You can't still be tired, You've been asleep all day."

"Yes, but there's not much else to do until we leave." Harry commented. "I'm still surprised I haven't been caught yet…" He ran a paw absentmindedly over the collar again, a habit he picked up.

"It's surprising everyone."

Harry yawned. "Not as surprising as you actually getting used to me…" He said in a low voice.

"Have you remembered anything else?" Snape asked. They finally got Harry to remember the tri-wizard tournament, besides Cedric's death, which was the first thing he remembered of the tournament.

"I vaguely remember you giving me a potion this past Summer. The one to make me more…approachable I guess is the word?" Harry said. "And I remember…music."

"The ball then." The professor told him, marking the last essay before setting down the quill as Harry yawned again. "It seems it's time for you to go to sleep."

"'m not tired though." Harry complained weakly, dragging himself off of the couch by his front paws. Snape rolled his eyes.

"Drama queen.." He said, getting up and walking into the bedroom, spelling his robes into pajamas. He looked out the door to the leopard, now sitting next to the couch with a white tipped tail wrapped around his paws, black wings twitching softly on his back. "Well? Are you coming in or not Potter?" Harry walked in slowly, jumping onto the bed and crawling under the blanket, his tail and head barely visible against the black blanket. Snape laid down next to him, turning on his side to keep his back to the cat. Harry curled up under the blanket, his back brushing lightly against the professor's as the two fell into a quiet sleep.

"I'm not waking them up."

"Oh please Dean, don't be such a girl."

"Well then you wake them up Hermione."

"Move, I know how to wake them up." A new voice hit Harry's ears as he curled closer to whoever was holding him. He vaguely remembered what happened last night, falling asleep as a leopard, but how did he transform in the middle of the night? He decided not to dwell on the question as the arms around him tightened.

"Oi Snivellus! Let go of my godson!" If Sirius' voice didn't wake the two, the added weight on top of them did as a large animal leapt on them. Roaring laughter was heard all throughout the room as Snape jumped, startled, and fell off the bed. Harry let out a pitiful squeak as the weight fell all onto him. He opened his eyes, looking into the coal black eyes of the tiger currently sitting on him, her tail waving.

"Eileen, you're gonna crush him!" Phoenix yelled. Harry and Snape both looked over to the medi-witch.

"Eileen?" Harry asked questioningly, he didn't know anyone by that name.

"Mom?"

"MOM?" Everyone's eyes snapped to either Eileen or Snape at that, Harry blinking confusedly, being in between them both.

"Wait, this is your mom?" The tiger let out a loud growl, sounding more like a purr, before transforming, standing up next to the bed.

"Yes. I am his mother. There's no time to explain everything now, but we need to get you to the Manor. Tom wants you under close supervision for this Christmas. He suspects that Dumbledore has found out that Night is you." Eileen said, helping the young boy stand up before helping her son.

"Harry, what in the name of Merlin were you doing….cuddling with Snape?" Sirius asked, his voice almost a whine. Harry thought for a second, wondering what to tell his godfather.

"I fell asleep as a leopard, woke up as a human and cuddling Snape. So, I guess I was sleeping?" Dean and Hermione snickered at his answer. "Really Siri, nothing more than sleeping happened." He reassured his godfather. "We're not like you and Remus." He added as an afterthought.

"Me and Remus are adults and a couple, we can do whatever the hell we want without being questioned." Sirius retorted. "Besides, it's better than what some do-"

"Sirius! Do not taint the boy's mind!" Phoenix snapped. Harry glanced around at who all was in the room. Hermione, Blaise, Dean, and Luna stood near the door, Remus, Charlie and Lucius with them. Closer to the bed were Sirius, McGonagall(who was scolding Snape for "sleeping with a student"), Phoenix, Snape, and Narcissa. "Now, we need to get them to the manor if we plan on taking them Christmas shopping with us. Remember that Harry cannot be seen so one of us has to be with him at all times." The green-eyed witch continued. "We'll go back by floo, then apparate." Harry looked at Phoenix. Somehow, she seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw her besides after he was hurt.

"Good idea." McGonagall said. "We have to be on the look out for the other order members though. Fred and George should be joining us later though."

"Sounds good. Let's get going then."

It took the large group hours to finish their shopping, running into different stores, stopping here and there to talk and see what the others wanted while never speaking of what they already got. Harry stayed close to Sirius' side while shopping, only being passed over to Remus for a few trips, then back to Snape for the last hour. He didn't mind, it was just confusing.

"Alright. I think we should head back now." Harry decided, sliding to the ground tiredly from his spot against a wall. "I'm so tired I could sleep for a month!" He added.

"Ok ok, we'll go back. If anyone else needs to do shopping we can come back later." Remus agreed. The group set off for the manor, all nervous and excited about the holidays.

A/N: Soooo, can anyone guess at who Phoenix really is?