Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala lalalalala. The first time is like being struck by lightning. It hits fast and hard and slips through his body like a vicious current, burning him from the inside out and leaving him screaming until his throat is a raw, sore mess that refuses to take in food without pain for weeks afterwards.
There is a rushing in his ears when it happens like a raging river that crashes into him and tries to drown him in itself. Bright colors splotch behind his eyelids but he barely notices them, too concerned with the agony of the experience.
He never hears or sees his relatives run in and stare at him in horror, never views their worried and panicked faces. He only learns of it later, when their behaviour changes, when the fear of him makes them complacent. He thought he had followed the instructions in the animagus book perfectly, but clearly some mistake was made, because this pain is nothing like what the book described. Eventually it passes, snapping away as quickly as it had unleashed itself upon him.
The next morning when he can see without his glasses, and the mirror reveals minor changes he will panic slightly and try to find an explanation in the book, but will discover only the mistake he has made. The second time is more like lava. The pain comes slowly, torturously, moving through him bit by bit and making him gasp and whine and cry. It is both better and worse than the first time.
The pain is not so intense as then, but it lasts for hours. When it is done, it will be many hours more before he moves, and then only because Dudley carries him to his bed and washes the vomit, he never realized he expelled, from his body with a wet rag.
When he can move again, smells will have become stronger, nearly tangible things in the air around him. The mirror this time will show pointed ears and two strange bumps on his forehead. The third time is better. His relatives, now afraid for him more than of him, are with him in the living room when he gasps and his face contorts in pain. It is not so bad as the first two times, and he likens it to getting too close to a fire and feeling the heat of the flames along his body.
He staggers from his seat and Vernon helps him into bed this time so that he might sleep when it passes. They have been far kinder to him since he saved Dudley from the dementors. The flames of pain lick across his spine and his face, and he falls into an exhaustion induced sleep before they fade. It is when Petunia gasps in shock the next day and a rush to the mirror reveals the scales that he finally decides it might be time to owl Sirius.
There are no larger 'fits' for some time, just smaller occurrences like being so itchy in a single place until his scratching peels away bloody skin to reveal more scales. There are headaches, and the time when his fingers feel as though he has dipped them in hot candlewax.
The story of how you may think you will never find your soul mate, but when you do, your life turns into a fairytale However, there is a hidden organization that secretly deals with Wizarding Wars around the world known as the Magical Teutonic Order. The night of October 31st ofLord Voldemort attacked the Longbottoms while Bellatrix and the Lestrange brothers attacked the Potters.
Both assaults go wrong, and from the two families only Neville Longbottom is said to survive becoming The-Boy-Who-Lived. Stars move, and fates entwine. A platonic mateship is rare. Extremely rare. But does Harry Potter's inner Alpha care about this? Fuck no. As the ring melted in Mt. Doom, a new evil emerged from the ashes. But Harry Potter, who has been mysteriously pulled into Middle Earth, wants nothing to do with fighting. He plans to spend the rest of his days in his Animagus form, forgetting the past and ignoring the future.
That all changes the day an odd trio walks through the woods After interacting with an artifact during the Battle in the Department of Mysteries Harry discovers a different Prophecy on his life dealing with his parents and the Triad of Magic.
Please consider turning it on! Remember Me. Work Search: tip: buffy gen teen AND "no archive warnings apply". Hayes the Warrior fought off all the dragons, and saved the world. Everyone had someone except Hayes. Until Lucian the Fairy comes in and now Hayes is no longer lonely. The story of how you may think you will never find your soul mate, but when you do, your life turns into a fairytale However, there is a hidden organization that secretly deals with Wizarding Wars around the world known as the Magical Teutonic Order.
The night of October 31st ofLord Voldemort attacked the Longbottoms while Bellatrix and the Lestrange brothers attacked the Potters. Both assaults go wrong, and from the two families only Neville Longbottom is said to survive becoming The-Boy-Who-Lived.
Stars move, and fates entwine. A platonic mateship is rare. Extremely rare. But does Harry Potter's inner Alpha care about this? Fuck no. As the ring melted in Mt. Doom, a new evil emerged from the ashes. But Harry Potter, who has been mysteriously pulled into Middle Earth, wants nothing to do with fighting. He plans to spend the rest of his days in his Animagus form, forgetting the past and ignoring the future. That all changes the day an odd trio walks through the woods After interacting with an artifact during the Battle in the Department of Mysteries Harry discovers a different Prophecy on his life dealing with his parents and the Triad of Magic.
Sequel to The Accidental Animagus. Harry and his family are caught in the middle as the wizarding war goes international. Years Harry takes a deep breath. Did you think about it?
What Is Your Animagus Form?
I was thinking I might like to. That is. I want to become an Animagus. I can never predict what will happen or what would happen if I made such decisions and not other decisions. However, I know that I still have strength, I will fight Voldemort. I am not afraid of my death, the only thing I am really afraid of is losing loved ones.
Losing what I care about. Sometimes the weasleys would let him stay at Christmas. Not to mention Ron, his best friend, was arriving next year. Or what about Minerva, who raises Harry in Hogwarts before his first year has even begun, leaving him to already know the ins and outs of Hogwarts, granting him easier access to defeat Voldemort.All this death So a bunch of inbred hicks could claim they were better than everyone who wasn't like them?
Looking at all the dead with absolute disgust, she turned to the spectral form standing silently beside her. As far as I'm concerned, I'm just stuck in my animagus form.
The spectral figure nodded, and she felt herself shrink fur sprang from all over her body and the scar that had plagued her for years vanished permanently. She could still talk to animals, which was an upgrade from the original gift, but she would have to relearn how to use her magic. A small price to pay, considering she was already hearing rumors of a marriage law in the works, to repopulate their society.
When she first met Bruce, her initial reaction was to keep moving to the next town, playing as an innocent cat. Which was why she followed Bruce back to his tiny, dirt hut with hardly any of the essentials. All he had was an old gym bag, some books that looked well worn, and threadbare clothes. On a whim, she took down a wild chicken and brought it to him. Sure it left drag marks, but the look on his face was worth it. The fact he shared it, more so. From there it only went downhill. After a particularly vicious dog left her with a bleeding paw, never mind that she won the fight, Bruce takes her to the local medicine woman, who she immediately can tell is a witch.
A very powerful witch who isn't entirely fooled by her feline act. He had been debating what to name his new 'pet', because honestly he believed it would vanish the second the other guy showed up. No normal animal has eyes that clear or bright. Bruce looked her in the eyes. He could see what she meant. No normal kitten could take out a chicken and drag it half a mile to his hut. He knew Your cat will not be able to hunt until leg heals," said the healer.
Which meant he would have to actually treat it like a pet, or her leg could heal wrong and become lame. And considering this was in the back country where cars were usually very, very old indeed, it was unlikely she would be able to survive with a bad leg.
Bruce counted out the faded bills, which the woman accepted without asking.I do not own the Harry Potter universe nor do I own the Marvel universe which is where the Avengers and other characters came from. I am apologizing in advance for any grammatical or spelling mistakes I may commit.
I am not a native English speaker and I do not have a beta so please make allowances for that. I used the prologue of my Game of Thrones fic to jump start this crossover. I will be using that as my default jump point whenever I make a crossover of Harry Potter.
I wrote that prologue for that specific purpose. The noise of a telephone ringing woke Harry from his deep sleep. He reached over to answer it by reflex. This is your eight AM wakeup call that you arranged last night. Would you like breakfast sent up to your room or would you be going to the breakfast buffet? After putting the phone back in its cradle, he looked around the hotel suite's bedroom.
A check on the electronic clock says it is eight o three AM, March 23, A welcome brochure on the nightstand says that he is currently in the Plaza, New York City. There's also a wallet, a pair of key cards for his hotel room, a one way first class ticket to NYC from London and a pair of passports from the UK and the US.
He looked at his passport and saw that the details were all correct. There were many entry and exit stamps on it from different countries and he saw that he arrived from the London yesterday. A cursory look inside his wallet told him that he has quite a few US hundred dollar bills along with about seven hundred UK pounds sterling in addition to two black credit cards and valid driver's licenses in both the UK and the US. After confirming that he had the necessary identification, he ventured into his special trunk.
He got a big surprise when he checked on the elves in stasis. They were all human looking. The only noticeable difference that can be seen was their slightly pointed ears.
He woke up Dobby and Winky after his medical charms were gave normal results. He conjured a large full body mirror so that the two elves can see their nee looks. All the elves who accompanied Harry on this trip were transformed by Him to your ancestor's image.For two years now he had been trying to figure out how to fix his life, how to go back in time and stop everything from happening.
It had all changed when he started to actively go after Voldemort. His friends had been reclusive, unwilling to talk to him. They had never believed him when he had said that he had no part in any of the Death Eater raids. Everyone shunned him, no one willing to even think for a second that he was innocent, everyone but Hermione.
So he had gone on to hunting his horcruxes. Plain and Simple. He had barely managed to convince Hermione to go with him.
He knew that she would die fighting for him. She just didn't know where to start. Of course he knew he was acting rashly. They had no leads, no hints, no help but themselves. Ronald Weasley had stopped being his friend in second year, afraid of being shunned because of hanging out with a Parseltongue.
So they had hunted, searching every possible lead, leaving no stone unturned. It was during this that Hermione had been killed. He hated thinking about it, knowing he could have saved her, if he had been just a bit faster, just been a little bit stronger.
Looking back he knew it wasn't healthy, but he had while hunting the horcruxes, thrown himself into training. Everyday when he had no clue where to begin hunting, he'd train nonstop, physically, mentally, and magically. It was while training that he remembered about becoming an Animagus.
When he had finally killed Voldemort at the Great Battle of Hogwarts, everyone had started coming up to him and apologizing for their past behavior. But he didn't care. He didn't need anyone else but Hermione. He knew he was being rash, selfish even but he didn't for the life of him, care. A year later, he had gotten an owl from Gringotts. Seeing as how he had just turned 18, they had said it was time for him to ascend into Lord Potter.
So he had gone the next day, and he left feeling incredibly shocked and happy. His trust vault had merged with his main vault seeing as how he was no longer in school. The Potters, while an old family, weren't the richest, or even in the top 5. Accumulated all together, he was worth 10, galleons.After checking in and getting into her room, Hari wandlessly and non-verbally casts locking and silencing charms on the door and windows.
She tosses her bag and the folder with her papers on the bed and moves through the room to check for bugs.
Finding none, she sends out a small wave of magic to look for others; not finding any, she uses her magic to look as well. Satisfied that there are no bugs inside the room, she moves to look out the window; her sharpened gaze thanks to her animagus form allows her to see an agent across the street on a rooftop, she shuts the curtain and moves back to sit on the bed.
As she sits on the bed, she thinks about what she's doing.Turning into a Cat! - Animagus Sidequest (Harry Potter Hogwarts Mystery)
After a few minutes, she gets up with her bag and takes it into the bathroom. Once inside, she opens her bag and retrieves her trunk. Setting it on the counter, she drops the transfiguration on her bag and reverts it to its original moleskin state and putting it back around her neck.
She checks her pockets to make sure nothing is in them and is surprised to find a small note in one. Opening it up she sees it's a quick note from Natasha reading, " Liliya, or Hari I guess, this is mine and Clint's numbers for our phones not traced by Shield.
If you ever want to talk. After making sure her other pockets are empty and her phone is set down, she drops the transfiguration of her Phantom gear. She then goes through the process of removing her armor and weapons, almost ritualistically. She then toes off her dragonskin boots, strips off her dragonskin pants and basilisk hide top before transporting her Phantom gear to its place in her trunk.
She then gets in the shower, quickly washing herself before getting out. Summoning a pair of sleep shorts and a tank top from her trunk as she dries off. She moves to the bed after getting dressed and collapses down, asleep before she's laid flat. Dreams turning into nightmares as the night goes on. I barely suppress a jolt. Seeing as the voice didn't sound like someone speaking directly, I think back. The hat sends a chuckle through my mind before it replies, "Yes Miss Potter, Hat works. Or if you fancy using a name, I was called Coeus when I was with Godric.
You would make great friends there. It's far more cunning to hide elsewhere. The Hat lets out a full-blown laugh, something that's apparently never happened before, before answering, "That is a fair point Miss Potter.
Do come by and converse with me sometime. If you need help, ask the portraits or the ghosts and tell them Coeus sent you. They shouldn't give you any problem. Last chance to change your mind.
Be careful with the headmaster for he enjoys playing chess with people. I'm sitting at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall eating breakfast when I get a letter.
I've been told the Rodent problem has been taken care of. Confused by the coded message, I look to the head table and see Snape is already there. I raise an eyebrow at him to which he replies with a barely noticeable nod. I start to piece together the clues. Bright Hound can only mean my godfather, Sirius; referencing his namesake and animagus.
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