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Kit	By : withdemonwings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 41265 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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How Harry hurt Ron will be revealed in a later chapter. Possibly the next one. I don't remember.

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Chapter 18

Harry giggled as he realized he was human as he stretched, still lounging in Severus’ bed.

He growled softly when he was suddenly a kitten again.

Severus found Harry sitting in the middle of his bed with his legs and arms crossed looking like someone had denied him his favourite dessert. His tails tumped against the bed in agitation and his ears were pinned back. Severus could hear a low growl coming from him, before he became a kitten again

‘Harry-Kit, what’s wrong?’ he asked, trying to sooth the irritated kitten.

‘Since you’ve been in the bleeding shower I’ve transformed three-

‘Four times!’ he blurted as he became a human again.

‘Oh, well, that’s supposed to be good, right? Means that whatever is in your system is almost out.’ Severus gently massaged Harry-Kit’s thigh.

‘Doesn’t mean I have to like it,’ he grumbled.

Severus chuckled softly as he leaned to kiss Harry's head, ‘no, no one said you had to like it,’ he agreed. ‘So are you staying here for the day then?’

Harry’s anger turned to fear, ‘are you kidding? There is no way I am going out there, like this,’ he replied, before he was a kitten again.

All of a sudden he got a whiff of something new, something funny, not funny ha, ha but funny new.

He took another sniff and his gaze went to Severus’ head. Harry-Kit blinked before looking at Severus again. He had to rub at his eyes, just in case, you know, he’d gotten a new set of malfunctioning eyes overnight.

‘Did you use a new shampoo, Sev?’ he asked, since the smell seemed to come from his hair. In a flash, Harry was human again, and as he took a look at Severus he couldn’t help but burst into hysterical laughter.

Severus’ hair was purple; violet and bright and a little sparkly but it was purple and it smelled like grape soda. Actually it was Harry’s favourite colour, and it looked sort of pretty. However Harry couldn’t say anything because he was too busy laughing.

He stopped for a moment when Severus growled at him, but then he remembered that Fred and George had given Snape the shampoo. It had been meant for Harry as a pick me up because of the whole can’t stay human thing. Merlin Harry hoped that there was some left!

Severus simply scowled at the lunatic that was on his bed, before going into the bathroom. He distinctly remembered Harry-Kit mentioning shampoo.

How in the name of Merlin’s left testicle had he missed that!

He was so angry he couldn’t even think.

He stormed past a slightly calmer Harry and slammed the door into the wall so hard that the door handle was imbedded into the wall. Harry suspected that magic might have been involved.

After a moment he rushed to the fireplace and tossed in a handful of powder and prayed to the deity of randomly changing people that he stayed human long enough to warn the twins.

=^.^=

‘Harry,’ George greeted the head in the fire.

‘Mate,’ Fred offered from the couch.

‘Brother,’ they said together.

‘What can we do for you on this fine morning?’ George asked, shifting to make room for Fred.

‘Are you alright? What’s wrong?’ Fred asked in concern as he noted the panicked look in Harry-Kit’s eyes.

‘It’s Sev, he used the shampoo. He didn’t mean to but it looked like his regular shampoo and an elf put it in the bathroom and he used it and he’s so angry,’ he babbled, unable to stop himself.

It took a moment for the twins to realize that Harry was babbling about Snape, their eyes widened n horror.

‘Oh.’

‘Crap.’

‘We’re on our way,’ they said together before they vanished from the flames.

Harry sat back and let out a relieved sigh, and suddenly he was a Kneazle again.

Crookshanks, who’d been napping by the fire gave a soft ‘mreorl’ and Harry-Kit curled up next to him, there really wasn’t anything he could do, other than hope he could move before he turned human again. He really didn’t want to find himself sitting on Crookshanks. And he doubted the giant half Kneazle wanted that either.

=^.^=

As Severus stormed through the castle the few students and teachers that were around practically jumped out of his way, but continued to gawk at him as they noticed the purple hair. No one really knew what to do. Several people hoped that whoever had turned Snape’s hair purple was already in another country, because it would not be pretty when he found out who had done it. Several thought that whoever had done it had a giant set of brass balls, the kind that would clang together when they walked.

To say that Severus had startled Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall when he slammed opened Albus’ office door would have been an understatement. Dumbledore had shot to his feet, wand at the ready, face set in grim determination while McGonagall had spun around one hand on her wand the other having pulled a dagger from her boot. Never let it be said that the wily older witch didn’t know how to fight.

It took a moment for the two to relax, and when they noticed Severus’ hair, Minerva busied herself with putting her dagger back in her boot, hiding her grin from Severus.

Albus, however, laughed outright, ‘you know that shade really does seem to suit you,’ he offered.

Severus could only growl.

‘Yes, well, I can see how you wouldn’t want that particular colour since it doesn’t go well with the persona you wear; however, it is Harry’s favourite colour. I’m sure the Messieurs Weasley didn’t intend for you to use it. Since they did imply that it was a flea shampoo intended for young Harry,’ Albus tried to calm the younger wizard whose anger seemed to be beyond words. ‘Have you tried a glamour spell?’ he offered almost as an afterthought.

Before Snape could do more than glower at Dumbledore, Fred and George burst into the room.

‘Professor Snape, sir, we sincerely apologize for the mix-up, we honestly didn’t mean for you to use the shampoo, it was for our baby brother, we just wanted to lift his spirits a bit, because this whole being turned into a Kneazle can’t be easy for him, though we’re certain being with you has helped him tremendously, we just thought, well, he’s family and we wanted him to know that no matter that irritating little snot-nosed ass-wipe may have said, he still has family with us, with all of us.’ The twins apologized together, alternating and at times talking over the other and together.

Somehow this seemed to calm, knowing that the twins were only trying to help Harry in the only way that they knew how.

He sighed as he raised an eyebrow expectantly.

‘Oh right!’ George handed the bottle in his hand to Snape.

‘This will take out the dye,’

‘All the purple and sparkle,’

‘And leave it feeling silky soft.’

‘Just use it like shampoo,’

‘And you’ll be back to normal.’

Fred and George stepped back, and offered grins of innocence.

Severus nodded once and slid from the room, his cloak billowing behind him, the threat of a painful death if this didn’t work hung over the twin’s heads.

Minerva marvelled after the man. Albus may have the barmy old codger act down, she thought fondly as he tried to pry apart two lemon drops, but Severus could speak volumes with those eyebrows.

The twin’s had clamoured for the floo and were gone before Severus’ cloak was out the door.

Once again, Severus left the students gaping at him in his wake as they pressed against the wall, trying to stay out of his way.

=^.^=

Harry-Kit sneezed adorably, not that anyone but Crookshanks was around to see it, and was a human again, when he sneezed again he wasn’t a human, one more sneeze had him human again. The final sneeze had him still human!

‘I’m a people again!’ he blurted as he hoisted Crookshanks up and spun the unimpressed feline around.

He hugged the beast and snuggled against him, giving the beast a snuggle, if you will, before setting Crookshanks down and flouncing, because there was no other word for it, to the bathroom.

A sniff of the identical bottles told him which was the one he wanted and he took a rather relaxing shower.

Even if he was eager to see the results.

=^.^=

Severus had every intention of going straight back to his rooms and showering again, just wanting to get rid of the sparkle. In truth, he didn’t mind the colour, especially now that it had sunk in why the twins had chosen purple. Harry’s favourite colour, maybe he could glamour it... Could he be any more of a sap?

He was surprised to find his shower occupied when he returned to his rooms but when he couldn’t find Harry he figured the younger man was taking advantage of being human.

He tried very hard to no imagine Harry, naked and wet, wreathing under him... horrified howl coming from the bathroom had Severus rushing in.

It took a moment for him to process what he was seeing but he quickly turned off the water and scooped up the small, purple, drenched kitten that was trying to scramble out of the bath tub, with little success.

‘I wasn’t supposed to turn back!’ Harry-Kit wailed, even as he whimpered pathetically.

As he wrapped Harry-Kit in one of the large, soft towels, Severus never really noticed that Harry-Kit wasn’t as small as he had been.

As much as Harry liked the fluffy towels when he was human, as a cat he didn’t like the way they rubbed his fur, he squirmed to get out of the dark cave of towel he was in.

With a light chuckle, Severus set the Harry-Kit on the bed before settling next to him.

‘You know, I’m pretty sure that purple dye isn’t very good for cats,’ he offered as he tried to smooth out some of Harry’s tussled fur.

Harry gave a feline equivalent of a shrug as he tried to smooth down some of his fur and was suddenly a people again. He couldn’t help himself, he was just so frustrated and angry, and he gave an aborted hiccough-sob and buried himself in Severus shoulder.

As the older wizard mumbled soothing nonsense to the distraught Wizard-Kneazle in his lap, he made a vow he should have made when this whole thing started. He promised that he’d find a way, a potion or a spell or something, to help his Harry-Kit.

‘Feeling better?’ Severus asked when Harry-Kit began to pull away from him.

‘A bit, I guess,’ he replied, wiping away the tears and snot, Severus offered him a handkerchief, before laying him down.

‘Why don’t you stay here,’ he suggested, pulling the blankets up around Harry’s shoulders, ‘and I’ll send the wolves down to wait on you, hand and foot,’ he suggested, brushing Harry's purple hair away from his face. Harry mumbled something and Severus realized that he was asleep already.

‘The purple hair suits you far better than it does me,’ he said softly, brushing an affectionate kiss to Harry’s temple.

Severus headed into the bathroom and cast the glamour on his hair, wanting to leave it so Harry could actually appreciate it.

=^.^=

Severus spent the day half aware of what was going on in his class room. He had still managed to take several points from all of the houses, the students were all disappointed he no longer had purple hair, and had defused several near disasters, as he tried to figure out how he could help Harry, all while cursing himself for his laziness.

It was as he was explaining cleaning solutions to a class of third years when it hit him.

It couldn’t be that easy, could it?

His third years watched in alarm, afraid that their professor had finally gone mad.

Severus’ head thudded dully onto his desk, cushioned only by the thick tome in front of him.

=^.^=

Remus and Lucius found Harry-Kit still asleep, so with an affectionate kiss from Remus, they let him be.

Eventually Harry was brought back to consciousness as he was turned into a Kneazle again.

He lay in Severus’ bed, relishing the feeling of being surrounded by Severus. It took a moment for Harry to realize that he could hear voices.

He had to fight his way out of the blanket before he could hop off the bed. He looked back up the bed; it didn’t seem as high as it had.

‘Harry-Cub,’ Remus greeted the kitten as he slinked into the room. Harry, at seeing who it was, bound over to Remus and was on his lap in moments. ‘You seem bigger, are you getting bigger?’ he asked, trying to measure the feline in his lap.

Harry’s back arched as he felt an odd tingling run up his spine.

Remus and Lucius blinked at him in surprise, ‘huh,’ he blurted.

‘Huh?’ Remus echoed in confusion.

Harry-Kit/Cub nodded, ‘It was weird, before I transformed again, I felt this weird tingly feeling up my back,’ he replied, rubbing the base of his spine, where it became tails.

‘Like you’re own Spidey sense?’ Lucius asked curiously, garnering looks of surprised from both Remus, who’d had a serious Spider-man fan as a neighbour while he was growing up, and Harry, who’d grown up with Dudley, who would only ever read comic books.

‘What? I’ve read American muggle literature?’ Lucius insisted, looking somewhat affronted.

‘I’d hardly call a comic book, literature,’ Harry muttered, he had never been able to get into comics, not that he hadn’t tried but, they just weren’t for him.

‘Actually, it was a graphic novel,’ Lucius replied haughtily.

‘So are you getting bigger?’ Remus asked, turning his attention back to Harry, ‘and why is your hair purple?’

Harry shrugged, ‘I don’t really feel much bigger,’ he replied before he suddenly straightened and shrank down into Kit. Remus scooped him up, he didn’t fit in Remus’ hand like he had before; his legs hung over the sides.

‘I’d say you’re getting bigger,’ Lucius offered, making a grab for one of Harry’s back legs, causing Harry to snap his teeth at the blond. ‘I like the purple, I think it suits you,’ the blonde added, scratching at Harry’s ears.

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