The Portal Of Love
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A/N: This is a Harry/Ginny fanfiction, which contains Ginny/Dean and Bill/Tonks. It is set in between the Half Blood Prince and The Deathly Hallows. Thanks to everyone who reviewed! If you have any baby names for Bill and Tonks' baby. Boy or girl.
Please review and I am taking requests for any further chapters.
-Previously-
Dumbledore asked, "Okay prof-Albus, so when do we start." She asked.
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Tonks, Bill, Ginny and Harry went down into the depths of the forbidden forest and made a potion out of a phoenix feather, proudly given by Forkes, a drop of unicorn blood and a strand of Ginny and Harry's hair.
"Okay, Harry you go first." Tonks said and passed Harry a goblet of the potion containing one strand of his hair. Harry drank it quickly and then:
One of the most uncomfortable experiences in Harry life as his consciousness is detached from control of his body. Quite remarkable, given the number of uncomfortable situations he has found himself in. He feels hunger in a way that he has never felt before. Thirst becomes an all-consuming need as he thrashes on the ground. He crawls towards a dish that Tonks sets in front of him and he greedily slurps at the liquid. They continue chanting, but he only managed a growl of hunger, thirst and annoyance. It's too hot. It's too crowded. There's not enough to drink!
It's getting harder to think. Harry hears words, but they aren't making sense. They must be talking about you. Normally he'd object and not want to be seen as something special or anything, but in this case if going faster will get a bite to eat and some water, then by all means move it along! One of the others, proberly Bill moves towards the water dish. But Harry shoves him away with his arm territorially. A primal growl of anger emerges from his throat and the trespasser retreats.
"Oh that'll leave a mark. Harry's nails are extending. I think he's starting to get a bit of a muzzle. What do you think? Bill? Feline? Maybe a bear?" The disconnected voices chuckle, Harry has no clue why. A light clinking sound can be heard. The faint coppery smell of blood reaches your nose. Meat? Meat would be good right now, wouldn't it? Juicy, tasty meat it would taste so good.
Minutes pass as Harry continued to lap up the water, desperate to slake his thirst. The heat stifles him. "Can't tell in this light, but I think I see whiskers. Five sickles on feline. That ain't a bear." "Definitely, a cat. Look at the bone structure changing. Better collar him, now. Give me some rope. He ain't shrinking either. Gonna, be a big kitty cat isn't he? Fur's coming in dark. Some kind of lion? Panther?" Bill predicted "Easy there Harry. No need to get testy. Just so we can follow you. Hey! Look at the patterns on his back in the fur. Is he a leopard?" Tonks asked
"No," Bill answers "Jaguar. He's a jaguar. Sometimes called a Black Panther."
"He's a Jaguar! You're an red fox! You know the legends." Tonks whispered loud enough for Harry's semi-conscious figure to hear
"Yes. I know the legends. They do not matter right now. I think he is almost ready to hunt. We should lead him outside. Are the trackers ready at the other end?" Bill whispered back.
"Yeah. C'mon boy. Got some nice tasty meat outside for you." The wonderful smell of meat tantalizes Harry's nostrils.
"Here kitty, kitty." Something wet slaps on the stone in front of Harry. He pounces on it and like that, the tiny piece of meat is gone. "Give me more!" He wants to scream. It comes out as wailing noise. Another piece hits the ground, but farther away. He should get up but it is much easier to move, as you follow Bill with the plate full of succulent, delicious meat. It's cooler now and he can smell the outside air. Freedom! He continues to follow the man who leaves a trail of meat for you. He steps outside the building and disappears leaving Harry's world spinning. You leap forward to get the meat, but it's gone. The tiny part of you that is still clinging to your humanity recognizes the pull of a Portkey. But nobody leaves then suddenly Harry growls in anger, as he looks around in the air, he can't see or feel Ginny. Where is she? Many people hover above him on brooms. They're making noises amongst themselves. But Harry doesn't care. He just wants to see Ginny. He wonders over to the people on the brooms…
"No … meat … kitty. … More go get some … there! Alright drive him..." Stinging hexes hit him this time he growls in pain as he leaps and snarls at them. You run fast away from the pain. Get to safety. Get to Ginny. Hard to think!
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"Harry…Harry, wake up!" Ginny whispered to Harry's human form. He slowly pulls himself up and clings onto Ginny and Bill, "What…happened?" Harry asked them, Bill answered. "Well you and Ginny have both got your animagus'…" Harry cut Bill off "What! We have two animagus" Tonks butted in "You actually have 8! But when you actually did your transforming you only saw one, but because Bill and me were watching we saw them all. You and Ginny's main animagus' are Jaguars; you also have Phoenix, Serpents, Pegasus', Centaurs, Doxies, Merpeople and stag and in Ginny's case a doe."
"Whoa! So do we just think of the animal and we'll change?" Ginny asked
Bill answered "Sort of, it more like concentrate hard about the animal…" Tonks piped up, "like me morphing, I just concentrate really, really hard and POP, I change!"
Ginny's face twisted as she concentrated really hard and suddenly with a little pop she transformed into a reddish-black jaguar with big chocolate brown eyes and long black lashes, then Harry transformed into a bigger blackish messy jaguar with lighting bolt patterns on his back, big green eyes and smaller black lashes.
After a little stroll in the forbidden forest they transformed back, said goodbye to Bill and Tonks and organised a trip to Potter Place with Dumbledore for the following day.