UPDATE:

I know it hasn't been two weeks yet, but it's pretty clear from the feedback that majority don't want an actual Blarry pairing.

Your wish is my command lovelies, there will be mild flirting and this is all. Appreciate all overwhelming feedback you all posted, so thank you.

[*cough*, Snarry for life *cough*]

#Merlenyn:

I tend to stay away from mentioning Voldemort in my stories. I realize I mentioned about Blood Wards and Deatheaters in the first couple of chapters but that's just little details.

Harry didn't really know what to do now that he couldn't change into his form and he ended up wandering around the castle and hiding in a forgotten part of the castle. He didn't go to dinner this night and curled up in a corner as he looked out into the dark space he had found. It was an eerie feeling being here alone, but at the end of the day there was no reason to be afraid and there wasn't anything that was going to hurt him. Still, he shivered as a chill went down his spine and he sighed as he tried to gather his thoughts.

He was so upset with Snape, and was confused because now Blaise was trying to comfort him and similar to when Harry had discovered Tony's betrayal, Harry was looking for someone to turn to now that he felt the he didn't have Snape anymore. He was annoyed with himself as well because the man had gotten under his skin and made him feel that there was actually someone out there who cared for him, but now, feeling like a fool he felt that that had been taken away from him.

He didn't know how long he stayed out here for, but soon the cold got the better of him and he decided to turn back towards the Gryffindor Tower. He didn't get far however and realized that Snape still had his bag and this further frustrated him because he needed to go back and get it. He changed direction and headed towards the dungeons, the familiar smell making him close his eyes and trying to remember the good down here but it was hard. He walked a little further and came across the classroom but found it was empty, his bag however was sitting up on the man's desk and he hurried in to get it. He was secretly glad that he hadn't bumped into Snape, but at the same time he wanted to because he wanted his comforting presence although he knew he couldn't have both. With a sigh he walked out of the room and headed for the Tower again.

"Harry?" He turned round and saw Blaise and a couple of other Slytherin's heading his way and he looked on with caution because the other two Slytherin's were walking with him.

Blaise came to stand in front of Harry and the other two passed without so much as a glance and Harry found himself letting out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. Blaise gave him a curious look and then spoke.

"Your detention just finished now?" He asked and Harry shook his head.

"No, I uh… I finished a while ago but I left my bag in the classroom." He said quietly and looked around him, he didn't want to stay down here for too long without the protection of Jade or his cloak.

"Oh, okay. You didn't come to dinner though?" It wasn't really a question but Harry shook his head anyway.

"Wasn't feeling hungry." He gave the boy a small smile and went to walk away but felt a soft grip on his wrist.

"Do you want to tell me what's up?" He said sounding concerned, and Harry frowned.

"Uh, there's really nothing wrong." He tried but Blaise didn't seem convinced and he walked towards Harry slowly.

Harry didn't really know what his intentions were but he backed up anyway and found himself between Blaise and the stone wall. He swallowed, suddenly feeling a mixture of fear and excitement bubbling in his stomach and he looked Blaise in the eye. His heart started to beat a little faster when he felt a fingers brushing his own and he had to swallow again and tried to look away.

"You don't need to fear me, Harry. I'm not going to hurt you, but I can tell that you are hurting and I want to make it better."

Harry listened intently to what he was saying but it confused him because he didn't know why he suddenly cared. It felt almost like déjà vu the way that this was turning out and he felt a little worried, something wasn't sitting right with him but he had the desire to find out what Blaise was doing and what he wanted.

"I-I don't fear you… I-I'm f-fine." He stuttered and Blaise smiled in return.

"Am I intimidating you, Harry?" He almost purred and Harry closed his eyes, letting his head rest on the cool stones.

Yes, he was starting to intimidate Harry. Yes, it was doing things to his insides, his heart fluttering and his stomach pooling with something pleasant. But as soon as he closed his eyes he saw Snape's face and he gasped before realizing what was happening and went to move away from Blaise, who let him go with an amused expression on his face.

"I-I have to go." He mumbled and then scuttled up the stairs.

Unbeknownst to him, there had been a third party overhearing this interaction and his eyes were blazing from the shadows.

Hurrying through the castle, Harry finally made it to the Tower and went straight to the dorms, chucking his bag on the floor and flopping down onto his bed, his mind swimming with what had just happened.

"Hey mate, you all good? You weren't at dinner." Ron said as he came and sat on his own bed.

"Yeah… I just wasn't hungry." He said vaguely as he tried to process his thoughts and converse at the same time.

"He wasn't horrible to you was he, cause if he was – "

"Snape was fine, Ron." He said sitting up with great difficulty. "I just – " He cut himself off, he didn't want to mention Blaise in front of him, he didn't like the guy at the best of times.

"Just?" Ron prompted and Harry sighed.

"It's nothing, really, Ron it's fine." He said and looked away from his friend.

"Okay…" He trailed off, not completely believing Harry's words and he got up to leave the room.

"Oh, Hermione wanted me to remind you of the homework that needs to be done. I mean I said to her that with your shoulder and all that – "

"Thanks, Ron." He interrupted again and lay back down, turning so he was facing away from the door.

Ron frowned a little as his friends evasive nature but internally shrugged before descending the stairs.

Harry though, curled in around himself and took his pendant from under his shirt and clenched it tightly, wishing he was with Snape, but this time wishing he was in his arms. He knew for sure he would be safe there.

Harry avoided breakfast the next morning, he didn't really have much of an appetite and didn't want to have to face anyone. He did however, get up at his normal time and head down to the Infirmary where the Matron would be checking his shoulder to make sure everything was in working order. Hopefully the sling would be coming off and he could have the use of his arm back because he was itching to transform and walk anonymously around the castle.

Everything ended up in Harry's favour and ten minutes after he arrived he was sling free and moving his arm about as he wished. He had, however, asked Madame Pomfrey if he was allowed to transform into his Animagus and felt no shame in asking as she had obviously been made aware otherwise the Birthday present he received would have seemed odd. She smiled and allowed him to do so but ensuring he didn't over work his shoulder in the process.

He simply beamed as he left and as soon as he was out of sight from her and the rest of the school he changed and immediately felt the strain of the last couple of days melting away. He stretched his legs and leaned down low on the ground as he did so before padding off down the corridor at a leisurely pace meeting only a couple of students as he worked his way up to the Tower. He had to go and get his bag before class and he wasn't going to be stupid and bring it down to the Infirmary as it would have wasted valuable Jade time. He smiled to himself as he walked the corridors and was able to slip into the common room as a student left and made a beeline for the fireplace that had a small fire starting to build.

He lay there for a few minutes and the main rush of students heading down to the Great Hall for breakfast walked past and he caught Hermione's voice amongst them, she seemed worried that Harry wasn't there but then heard Ron say that he was probably already down in the hall. She gave a tight smile as they walked past and Harry watched as they walked past him, unaware that he was right there. He felt guilty about this, but McGonagall had given him this power and he was going to use it to keep him sane.

He waited a reasonable amount of time before checking the room and changing back and walking up the stairs to grab his bag. It was going to be a long day today and he had Potions last, therefore this was running through his mind and it was making him anxious. He had no idea how Snape would react and he would surely notice his absence at meal times especially since he had taken such care in ensuring he went to all meals during the summer.

He was just about to walk into class when Hermione and Ron caught up to him and they found their seats in silence. Hermione was the one to break the silence and Ron seemed to be unusually quiet but Harry didn't ask about it, nor did he worry.

"Are you feeling okay, Harry?" She said and took note that he didn't have his shoulder in a sling.

"Fine." He smiled. "Went to see, Madame Pomfrey this morning to get my shoulder checked, sorry I wasn't at breakfast." He continued and Hermione smiled tightly.

"Blaise came looking for you, he seemed quite worried." She said in a concerned manner and Harry noted that Ron made a face at this but he didn't bring it up.

"Oh, really?" He replied vaguely and turned his attention to Flitwick who had just walked in.

He couldn't really concentrate on much, his mind taken up by thinking about what Blaise was after but he guessed he wasn't going to find out anytime soon because as lunch crept up on him he still had no appetite and instead of following his friends to the hall he opted to go outside and sit in the murky weather. He took a large breath as he made it outside and closed his eyes as he took in all the smells. It was weird now that he had tapped into his inner feline because everything felt different now, including his hearing, taste and his sixth sense. He flopped down on the grass as lunch progressed and he felt the fog in his head clearing somewhat but as time ticked on he grew anxious and by the time the bell rang for his last class he debated whether or not to show up.

He decided that he did in fact value his life, so instead of moping around he stood up and headed towards the dungeons, coming to stand with Hermione as they waited for Snape to let them in. As he stood there, he looked around for Ron and found him hiding away with Dean and Seamus, an odd expression on his face and Harry wondered what was wrong. He could only guess though as he saw the icy gaze that landed on him when Blaise came to stand with him and Hermione.

"Now you're starting to worry me, you haven't eaten anything since yesterday." Blaise said concerned and let his hand brush Harry's before pulling it away when Harry blushed.

"No, uh… No, appetite." He stuttered and looked away as he blushed again.

"Okay." He said and smiled knowingly, just as Hermione did and her mind worked overtime trying to work out Harry's reactions.

"Right, everyone in." The baritone voice bellowed down the corridor and the students made their way into the Potions lab.

Harry sat up the back with Hermione and Blaise joined him, leaving Ron sitting with the other Gryffindor's but right this moment, Harry couldn't have cared less. He was more interested in when he and Snape's eyes locked for that brief second before Snape flicked to Blaise, narrowed his eyes only marginally and turned to sweep behind his desk and looking threateningly around the classroom.

"Today you will be working on Nutrition potions, the theory behind them and if we have time you will be brewing a simple potion that is universally used for low level situations."

Harry listened to this and every time the man emphasized something he would look straight at him. He frowned and looked down, was this his way of trying to tell him he needed to go to meals? If so, it was quite clever the way the man was disguising it, but he had to shake his head as if he was seeing things and thinking about them to the point where he thought everything the man did was about him. He looked up and again, the man was looking right at him, but looked away as he started walking up and down the front of the room as he lectured about the theory behind Nutrition potions. Harry sighed quietly and looked down at the table as he absorbed himself in the man's words, he was actually listening though and had taken some notes down and was vaguely curious to know if he could brew some so he wouldn't have to go down for meals.

"… However, this does not mean it can be a substitute for meals. Why?" He asked the class and Hermione's hand shot up.

"Yes, Miss. Granger?"

"Nutrition potions are designed to be a temporary supplement needed to sustain a persons body if proper food is unable to do so. Repeat use of these potions would mean that your immune system and vital organs would start showing signs of distress and would led to more issues in long term use of these potions. Furthermore, these potions are ideal when dealing with the sick and recently used for Werewolves around the full moon."

"Excellent, Miss. Granger. It is also used in…" Harry's eyebrows went right up and he had to look at Hermione subtly and found her looking equally astonished.

Snape, for once in his life hadn't interrupted when she got to the furthermore and had actually complimented her on an answer. He looked up and around the room to see others who looked the same but he schooled his features when Snape glanced at him again and he wanted to shrink under the table. The man was really starting to get on his nerves and the constant reminder of how important eating proper meals were seemed rather repetitive. Harry was pleased when he stopped talking though and when assigned with the task of brewing a basic level Nutrition potion he jumped up and gathered his ingredients, eager to start so he could immerse himself other than trying to steal glances at the man standing at the front of the room.

Snape moved from his desk halfway through and started to do his rounds. Harry could feel himself tensing as he noted the man was coming over to him and stopped breathing all together when the man stood in front of the three of them as he inspected their cauldrons.

"You need more roots, Mr. Potter and stir twice clockwise once you have added them." Snape said quietly and nodded at the other two before continuing on.

Harry glanced at Hermione, who in turn glanced at him and she shrugged but he knew from the look she gave Snape after she turned away from him and before she turned back to her cauldron that she was thinking of something. Harry turned to Blaise when he heard him mutter odd but he didn't question anything and followed Snape's instructions. It worked in his favour though and he found that he had the same coloured potion as Hermione and Blaise by the time it came to bottling it.

"Clean your stations, and by tomorrow I want two feet outlining different potions and their strengths as well as limitations around Nutrition potions in general." Snape said across the classroom and Harry took his vial up to the man's desk, they made eye contact but nothing more was said so he turned away, getting his bag and walking out into the corridor.

"Harry, where are you going?" Hermione questioned and Ron came up to them clearly wanting to tell them something.

"I'm heading to the library, I've got so much to catch up on." He said and Ron looked like he was going to explode, from what he had no idea so he frowned.

"I'll come with you, I have work to do as well." Blaise said coming to stand next to Harry and he smiled at the boy before he turned back to his friends.

Ron huffed, something about untrusting bastards and Hermione looked concerned for a second before heading off with Ron. Harry shrugged, if his friends didn't want to hang out with him as they did their homework he didn't feel any loss, and besides he had Blaise who was only more than willing to join him so he saw no issues and headed towards the library. He and Blaise walked off towards the Library in silence, but something about the boy's presence made his feel okay. They spent the rest of the afternoon in the library and dinner was fast approaching. Harry's stomach grumbled loudly and Blaise looked up at him and smirked. They locked eyes for a second and Harry blushed, looking back down but he found a hand on his own and his eyes shot up to the Slytherin. However, as soon as they made eye contact, Harry blushed further and pulled his hand away and looked at the time.

"Uh, sorry I have to go." He muttered as he packed his things away but found that when he tried to leave that Blaise was blocking his way.

"Please, I need to leave." Harry tried again and Blaise regarded him for a second before stepping aside with a sigh and letting his pass.

By the time Harry got out into the corridor his heart was beating furiously and he berated himself for being so stupid. There was still time to go up to the common room before dinner and he wanted the comfort from his friends but it was clear that when Ron saw him he wasn't going to get it. He sighed and went straight past them and up into the dorm where he stayed until it was dinner, he couldn't help himself this time and he knew he had to go down because his stomach was growling rather insistently and someone was going to notice. He rolled onto his side and curled into a ball as he wrapped a hand around his necklace and closed his eyes. He wished for a better life than this, one that wasn't complicated and where he knew where he stood with everyone.

Dinner approached and Harry walked into the common room to find that his friends had left already and he frowned. It wasn't like Hermione to act like this and usually just sat on the fence when he and Ron had an argument so he was surprised to find both of them gone. Once he approached the Great Hall his mood soured again as he walked over to where his friends were and Ron scowled at him as he sat down.

"Thought you'd want to be with your Slytherin friend." Ron spat making a disgusted face and Harry just looked at him.

"Ron, please." Hermione begged but Ron was having none of it.

"Go on then." Harry said as he looked fiercely at his friend

"We've been here for you all the time, then some Slytherin turns up and suddenly you want to spend all you time with him? It's disgusting and not right." He said still with a pained look and Harry stood up causing people around him to look up, this included Blaise and Snape.

"You know what's disgusting, Ron? Your attitude!" He yelled and stalked from the room, he was furious.

However as soon as he left the hall and started going up the stairs he started to shake and had the uncontrollable desire to cry. Changing in Jade he sprinted off towards the Gryffindor Tower and found a cozy spot in front of the roaring fire. It was a good thing that he couldn't really cry when he was in this form, but a tear did get caught in his grey fur so he moved a paw to wipe it away.

Snape frowned as he watched Harry run out of the hall and briefly wondered what it had been about, but as he thought about it he looked over to his Slytherin's and saw Blaise looking at the door worriedly. He was curious as to why he had taken such an abrupt interest in Harry, and this notion didn't sit well with him but he was confused as to why he kept feeling this every time he saw the two together. He'd had to control himself greatly for not losing it when he had seen Blaise advance on Harry the other day in the corridor. He didn't care about Blaise in this instance, it was Harry he had been angry with because he seemed to be letting people get the better of him, use him, almost like his 'friends' in London had. He doubted that Blaise would understand what Harry was going through and he felt the need to protect Harry from doing something stupid.

He huffed to himself, there was nothing that he could do that wouldn't seem suspicious and he doubted in this current point in time that Harry would seek him out after their spat. He'd tried to make it up to him in Potions but it seemed that it wasn't going to change Harry's attitude about him. As he stared down at his now empty plate, he longed for the summer as ridiculous as it sounded because truth was he missed Harry greatly even though he was the biggest pain in the behind. He sighed, looking over at the Gryffindor table he spied Harry's friends and they seemed to be having an intense conversation, over Harry no doubt, he thought and watched the scene with interest.

Harry was having a peaceful time in front of the fire with no one to disturb him and he let himself nod off and have a snooze. He woke with a start however when he heard the chatter from the other students but he merely looked up at them before returning his head to the floor as he stretched out.

"Ron, for goodness sake, get over it!" Hermione hissed as she and Ron went over to the couches in front of the fire.

"How can I? He's a slimy git." Ron hissed back and Harry rolled over so he could watch them.

They both had pained expressions on their faces but Ron's was more from disgust and Hermione's was worried.

"I could understand your concerns if they were valid ones, Ron but they aren't so I'm going to be civil about it. Besides, he seems good for Harry." Hermione tried but Ron looked livid.

"Good for him? What do you mean good for him?" He spat back frowning and Hermione looked down and took a deep breath.

"Well… You know that he's…" She stopped and Harry could feel his heart starting to race.

"What? Harry's what?"

"No, not Harry. Ohh…" She said drawing her eyes to the ceiling, not wanting to continue.

"'Mione, just tell me."

"Okay… Blaise is gay, Ron. Have you ever considered the fact that Harry might be too?" She said very quietly.

If Harry didn't have improved hearing from his form he would have missed it, it was that quiet. What happened next though made his heart sink as he took in Ron's face. He threw the most disgusted and shocked look at Hermione as if accusing her of something terrible and Harry watched as she tried to soothe him, but it wasn't working.

"He's what? I share a dorm with him… Oh Merlin there's five of us in there and he's… He's been watching us?"

"Ronald!" Hermione scolded. "Harry isn't like that, I'm sure if he had any kind of attraction to you, you would have found out by now." She whispered harshly and slapped him across the arm.

"You know what, I'm not surprised Harry has made a new friend, especially when his best friend is so unsupportive." She sniffed and looked over at the fire.

Her gaze landed on Harry and he swallowed as they made eye contact. She frowned ever so slightly and then put her hand down by the floor, gently clicking her fingers and Harry cocked his head to the side. He realized that she probably wanted him to go over to her; he remembered that's what he usually did if he wanted a cats attention. He carefully stood and sniffed the air cautiously as he went over to her and when he looked up she was smiling softly so he butted his head into her hand which lead to her picking him up and placing him on her knee. Surely she has no idea, he thought idly, but from this height he was face to face with Ron and he felt a growl rumble in his chest.

"Hey, it's okay." He heard Hermione soothe and he felt her scratch behind his ears.

He couldn't help himself but to purr as she did this and he melted into her embrace as she stroked and scratched all the right places. He could certainly feel himself calming down and he continued to purr. He looked up at Ron and his friend was sitting there with his arms crossed over his chest muttering.

"Please, Ron Just let it go." She almost begged and he sighed.

"Only for you." He muttered so quietly that even Harry had trouble hearing it, but he heard it anyway and felt another growl trying to escape through the purring.

Harry watched as Ron looked down at him with a questioning look and then back up at Hermione.

"Who's cat is that?" He said.

"Don't know, I've never seen him before." She replied and Harry felt a hand nestling between his neck and the collar.

"Jade. Suitable name." She muttered to herself, but then her eyes narrowed as he locked eyes with hers.

As Harry looked at her, he could see her mind working to try and figure out if something was a miss here but she didn't say anything apart from a sly smile that was hardly noticeable. He felt another pair of hands run through his fur, but they seemed clammy as his fur stuck to it and he whipped his head around before his claws shot out and he scratched Ron's hand.

"Ow, bloody pest." He muttered and recoiled his hand, rubbing it soothingly.

"Good, Jade." Hermione said cooing at Harry and Ron sent her a look.

"You know cats can tell what mood you're in." She said matter of factly not caring that she was being rude to her friend but he simply stood and went away to sulk with the other boys.

Harry turned back round to Hermione and stretched up on his hind legs to put his front paws on one of her shoulders and leaned in to nudge his head against her neck. He pulled away and then got off her, on the couch and curled up next to her. She stroked his head and then muttered about getting a book and was back moments later, so he snuggled into her side as she read and he dozed.