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Blood Quill Consequences	By : EarthandWater Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 31160 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter List
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WARNING: And this chapter involves the het relationships that have bloomed. So....fluffy, and sweet, and, in the case of Ron, just a smidge awkward.
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Neville closed his eyes and for a moment forgot what he was trying to do as the unique scent of Luna's Christmas Rose perfume and ink from her journal of unusual creatures caught his attention. She'd taken to joining him in these private attempts to change into his animagus form in empty classrooms because, she said, she wanted to be the first to pet his fur. It always made him feel better. He'd been looked down on by so many for so long that having her solidly, constantly in his corner made him want to really and truly try and do better and it always made him feel that he would succeed these days. He shook his head at himself and spoke the incantation, concentrating, as Sirius had said, not on becoming a badger but on becoming a more physical expression of who he was. Sometimes clumsy, a bit forgetful, loyal to family and friends, stubborn...usually this was where the transformation sputtered out but once more he caught Luna's scent and he remembered how he'd first really gotten to know her and it reminded him that he could be savagely protective too, just like a badger.
Sitting cross-legged on top of a desk Luna watched Neville closely, he was so serious, so focused and it made her admire him all the more. She treasured these moments when they were together by themselves. She didn't mind being quiet and sitting on the sidelines as Neville practiced, it was enough to be there, to witness the devotion Neville put into everything he did. Silence had never bothered Luna and it bothered her even less these days because she knew, she knew that when she did have something to say Neville always listened with an open mind. She watched and her light blue eyes widened as Neville seemed to be flickering and melting, Luna bit down on her knuckles to keep from shouting out in excitement, Neville was really doing it.
It was an odd sensation really. He felt he was growing and shrinking at the same time, magic tingling through him to every part of his body. He kept concentrating on who he was though, remembering to add in the boldness that had him hexing two bullies and the calm logic that had convinced Ron to stop making excuses and reach for what he wanted, and soon the tingling stopped and he was looking at the class room from a shorter point of view. He opened his mouth to say something but instead of words and very badger sounding noise came out.
Luna's blond hair swept the floor as she leaned over the desk to watch the small animal on the floor. "You did it Neville!" Her eyes were wide and shining and a brilliant smile lit up her features. Luna carefully climbed off the desk and crouched next to the badger. Gingerly she reached out her hand and ran her fingers over the surprisingly soft fur of his back. "I knew you could do it."
The badger nuzzled her hand and leaned into her stroke, eyes closing happily at her words. He wiggled just a bit in excitement, the thrill of knowing he'd succeeded making him want to dance. The soft chuffs of excitement amusing himself as he thought of his friends' reactions as well to his success. Oh he couldn't wait to see the look on Malfoy's face.
"You are just too cute, like a bubblerump." Luna continued to pet the excited, wiggling badger. Neville was amazing and adorable in any shape, this was simply a new form to love him in and Luna was really happy that she had been with him when he finally merged with his animagus self. It was something she would never forget.
The badger made a happy noise then started to flicker again and soon Neville was there crouching in his human form, a brilliant grin on his face. He surged to his feet, his hands grabbing her around her waist, and spun her in a circle, laughing happily. "It's because of you! You remind me that I'm more than what I've always thought." He set her down and pressed a kiss to her cheek.
Luna laughed a bell like laugh and wrapped her arms around his neck, placing a light kiss on his lips to, just a barely there brush of lips. "You can do anything you set your mind to Neville Longbottom and don't you ever forget it."
He brushed a lock of pale blond hair out of her eyes. "How could I ever forget it with my Moonflower by my side?" He laced his fingers with hers and his eyes took on a rare mischievous gleam. "So do you want to be there when I show the others and Malfoy's jaw hits the ground?"
She chuckled and squeezed his hands. "No, I can imagine the look on his face just fine. I'll already witnessed your triumph and that's enough for me. I bet we'll be seeing way less of Malfoy in the days to come though while he's practicing to catch up."
"You're probably right about that." He tugged her towards the door. "Now I think you mentioned wanting to go fishing for Gluping Plimpies right? Let's get some poles from Hagrid." He left the room with her, the both of them having beaming smiles a mile wide.
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Hermione watched as Neville displayed his animagus form and was aware of the small, strangled noise that came from Draco, who stood off to her left, and of Ron, who used the time while they were trying to shift as a group to do some studying for his future career, laughing in delight over the irony of Neville besting them all. She had to admit that she was a bit...put out that she herself hadn't yet managed to shift into her animagus form but she was happy for Neville and it did make sense when she thought about it.
'Neville was first?' Draco watched the badger with narrowed eyes. Longbottom had become a friend and Draco had learnt to respect the Gryffindor boy but still...It did sting to be beaten by him even though it wasn't a competition in the strictest sense. In Draco's world almost everything was a competition. He mentally rearranged his schedule so that he could fit more practice in, he would not be upstaged by anymore bloody Gryffindors.
Harry was impressed, sure he wanted to manage changing into his animagus form too, of course he did but he was still impressed and happy for Neville. Harry had a feeling he would have been more upset if he hadn't been mind-blowingly snogged after lunch by a certain tall, dark professor. "Congratulations Neville, this is great! Any tips?"
The badger returned to Neville form and smiled at his friend. "Well sort of. See I was concentrating on what I knew about myself, faults and all, before but I'd forgotten some things. Well, maybe forgotten isn't the best way to put it, more like over-looked. See I'm so used to thinking of myself a certain way that I was ignoring other qualities that I have but that I don't use all that often even though they're still a big part of me. Once I remembered to include all my qualities in how I see myself, not just the ones that I think about most, it was like a switch was thrown."
Hermione blinked then nodded. "That makes sense. I mean we all see ourselves in a certain way and sometimes we don't even recognize a part of our personality until it's pointed out."
It did make sense, Draco could see it now. Neville was right, you had to include all of yourself the good and the bad and everything in between.
"That's brilliant advice actually." Harry nodded. "I don't know how long it would have taken for us to figure that out for ourselves if you hadn't first. Now we have something more to work with too, we'll catch up in no time."
"But Neville will always have been first." Ron pointed out helpfully making Draco tense in annoyance. No one could rub him the wrong way like Weasley.
Hermione flicked her wand and had a pillow sailing through the air and hitting Ron in the face. "Back to studying you."
"Oi, watch the nose." Ron's voice was muffled by the pillow before he pulled it off and dropped it on the floor next to him. "No need to get violent because I tell the truth." Ron grumbled and turned his attention back to the heavy book in his lap pleased that he had managed to get a reaction.
Harry rolled his eyes at his best friends and turned back to Neville. "Would you mind switching again, just so we can watch?" Since Harry was a visual learner he thought it might help.
"No problem Harry." Neville spoke the incantation and soon again there was a cute badger before their eyes.
Hermione smiled and closed her eyes, trying to think about what it was that she forgot about herself that was...foxish. Clever, loyal to 'pack' as canids were, quick-tempered, light on her feet, occasionally playful. What was she missing?
Draco watched the transformation closely, wanting to achieve one of his own. He had been practicing so hard but he still couldn't get it. He considered himself rather feline in personality but no matter what he couldn't seem to get in harmony with his animagus self.
Harry watched closely too, he wasn't even sure what kind of bird of prey he was. Harry didn't know if that made things easier or harder for him. Maybe not being so locked onto a particular shape was a good thing, he could concentrate on the traits instead of the bird. Harry went into the place inside him that he had learned from Snape and started to think about the joy of flying, the fierceness of a hunt, the satisfaction of being able to protect his loved ones.
Neville transformed again and went to sit with Ron. "You are so very much a braver man than I. I'd be afraid of Hermione hexing me with something that'd bite me later if I did half the stuff you did."
Ron grinned. "Most people would call it stupidity instead of bravery." The redhead stretched. "Hermione really isn't as straight and narrow as she appears, she has a wicked sense of humor and it takes a lot to actually get her upset enough for a hex." He watched the other three concentrate and trying. "Look at them, you've managed to get all of their knickers in a twist...Good job mate."
Hermione tuned Ron out as it smacked her on the back of the head what she'd been ignoring about herself. Mischievousness. Most Gryffindors didn't discuss it but Draco and his mother both had commented with approval on the 'evil twinkle' that sometimes entered her eyes. She concentrated, calling out the incantation and at first she was certain she hadn't got it but then she felt her body shifting and magic tingling over her skin and when she opened her eyes, things in the room looked a whole lot bigger. She dashed to the mirror they'd set up in the room and found herself looking at a sleek, little brownish-red vixen with warm brown eyes.
"Woohoo, you go Mione!" Ron called out, twisting his head so that he could look at the fox closely. Even in animal form there was something purely Hermione about the sleek fox that made her familiar to him.
Harry opened his eyes, pulled out of meditation at Ron's shout. He wasn't surprised that the smartest witch at Hogwarts was the next to achieve her animagus form.
Draco was happy for her, really he was but now he wanted to get his form down too, his pride was starting to hurt here. He ran the tip of his fingers over a soft, furry ear and he gave Hermione a warm smile.
She made a somewhat concerned sounding squeak and licked at his hand. She knew how prideful he was and didn't want him to be upset. She nipped affectionately at his wrist then nudged it with her nose, giving him vulpine encouragement and essentially telling him to get back to work. Then she went to explore the room and try to get used to her new form.
Watching the fox explore for a moment Draco finally managed to tear his eyes away and get back to trying to get his own mind right and in balance. He didn't know how long he stood there with his eyes closed when he finally felt a tingle all over and a melting sensation. When he opened his eyes he saw the world from an entirely different perspective and even though it was a bit confusing he loved it. He stretched his new body, having a bit of trouble with the tail at first before getting all his limbs in order.
Hermione the fox gave a joyful yip and dashed towards him, wiggling down on her front paws before jumping up playfully and nuzzling at him.
Neville looked at the cat and hid a smile behind his hand. "Somehow I am not surprised to see that Malfoy is a Siamese."
Harry wasn't surprised either as he watched the cat version of Malfoy nuzzle the fox as a loud purr echoed through the room. Even in feline form the git was snarky, high maintenance and bloody gorgeous.
The fox leaned into the cat happily then turned towards Harry and gekkered, making it clear that it was his bloody turn and would he hurry up already? The fluffy tail swished impatiently before she nuzzled Malfoy into examining the room with her.
"Pushy even in fox form." Harry said with a smile and closed his eyes again concentrating on himself and his birdlike traits again. He tried to take everything into account, including the way the others had shifted. Finally he started to feel something shift inside him and he saw a shape in the distance of his ‘mental room’. He hurried closer until he could grab the illusive shape and meld it with his own. As he did that the world shifted and his bones rearranged themselves. It was a weird feeling that couldn't be explained. Harry blinked sharp yellowish eyes open and gave a shrill cry as he flexed his spotted wings.
"Oh this is too good." Ron chuckled. "Bloody hell Harry only you...You're a merlin."
Another overjoyed yip came from Hermione even as Neville grinned and came over to let the merlin hop up onto his arm. "Hey Harry, you already know how to fly like this or do you think you'll be needing lessons from Hedwig?"
Harry twisted his head and pierced Neville with a predatory glare before he gave another shrill cry and spread his wings, letting himself drop from Neville's arm. One flap and he was in the air, it was like no other feeling, he circled higher and higher letting himself soar underneath the ceiling.
"I guess that's a no." Ron said as he watched his mate fly around the room. "Do merlins prey on cats? Because that would be really funny."
Draco hissed and showed Ron his claws.
Hermione gave the redhead a growl and then transformed back into her human form just so she could levitate a book in his direction. "Hush you!" She then leaned down and picked Draco up, petting him affectionately. She always had rather adored cats. She moved to the fireplace, with a grin. "I think we should tell Sirius the good news don't you?"
She tossed a handful of floo powder into the flames and called for Sirius, who's head popped in almost right away.
"Hey kids. So how is it going?"
Neville walked over beside Hermione and shifted into his badger.
Though Harry was sad to land he slowly landed on the back of a chair in front of the fire, wanting his godfather to see his new form.
Draco preened in Hermione's arms and reached his head up to nuzzle against her chin.
"Just so you know, Neville was first." Ron said and ducked behind the headrest in case Hermione would send more books his way.
Sirius laughed heartily. "So I'm guessing you got it down too Hermione? And that the cat in your arms is Draco?"
She beamed. "Yes."
The man grinned broadly at Harry nodding. "A merlin, fits you well Harry. As for Draco, oh your mother has to see this! Cissy! Cissy come here! Take a look at your boy!"
His head disappeared and suddenly Narcissa's concerned face was in the coals. "Draco? Where?"
Hermione hastened to assure her, holding the cat out carefully. "He's fine Lady Malfoy. He got his animagus form."
Draco stretched and blinked blue eyes into the fire, wanting to present himself from his best side to his mother. He meowed at her and purred happily.
Harry flickered and returned to his normal shape, hurriedly jumping down from the back of his chair before it tipped over. He grinned at Malfoy’s showing off to his mother but he understood the feeling. Being in animagus form was exhilarating.
Narcissa beamed at her son. "You're so beautiful my baby."
Sirius' face appeared next to hers and he grinned wolfishly. "Hermione come on, put the purr machine down and show your cards."
She rolled her eyes, lips twitching as Narcissa started scolding her cousin, but did set Draco down and transformed. She gave a vulpine yawn and sat prettily, bushy tail curling around her paws as she stared disdainfully at Sirius.
The reprobate just kept grinning. "Draco's going to be beating the tods off with a stick."
Narcissa just made a scandalized noise and shoved him out of the fire before smiling kindly at Hermione. "You're a lovely fox dear."
Draco flickered and sat crosslegged in front of the fire, not a single hair out of place much to Ron's disappointment. "She is, isn't she?" Draco agreed and petted the soft red brownish fur lightly.
Ron made gagging noises and this time it was Harry who hit him in the face with a pillow. "Be nice Ronnikins." He scolded.
Hermione looked up at the blond and leaned into his touch contentedly before turning back into her human self once again, aware of Neville doing the same. She gave Harry a smile over her shoulder. "Thank you Harry." Then she looked back into the fire. "We just wanted to let you and Sirius know that we succeed in achieving the forms."
Sirius' voice came from behind Narcissa. "And you did a brilliant job too! Wait'll I tell Moony!"
Lady Malfoy shook her head at her cousin's antics. "He's mad but he is correct. You all did very well."
"Thank you mother, I'm glad we succeeded finally." Draco said pleasantly and placed his arm around Hermione's shoulders.
"Sirius, you can't believe the feeling of flying." Harry called to his godfather. "It's brilliant."
"Better than a broom? What am I saying, of course it is! You're under your own power now." The dog animagus' voice was still disembodied as Narcissa wouldn't let him in the fire again. "You'll have to go into detail the next time I see you."
"I will." Harry nodded even though Sirius couldn't see it and then he got up from the fire, letting Draco and his mother speak. Harry moved over to where Ron was sitting. "Keep on making swipes at Malfoy and Hermione will really get pissed, she'll box your ears." He looked at the redhead closely. "Are you really bothered by the two of them together?"
"No, I'm not." Ron sighed. "Depressingly enough I'm actually starting to warm up to the little git, it's just that old habits are hard to break, I'll try to do better though."
Neville appeared over by them. "That'd be for the best I think. Besides you've got a Slytherin of your own don't you? Parkinson's been getting a lot of comments on the fact that she's always seen with a pretty dragonfly in her hair."
Ron turned red and clamped his mouth shut. He still hadn't worked up the courage to actually ask Pansy out but he had noticed that she wore the hairpin quite a lot, something that made him very happy.
"Get your thumb out before she's snapped up by someone else." Harry told him, knowing that Ron could use a push. "She's not going to wait forever."
Ron didn't say anything but he got a thoughtful look on his face, he hated the idea of someone else dating Pansy.
Neville nodded. "I've heard that Nott's been sniffing around her ever since it's become clear that she's not Draco's. He's, second I think, in Slytherin's academic scores and about third in male popularity. He follows Draco and Zabini."
Blue eyes narrowed. "Theodore Nott? The git has a face like a bullfrog, Pansy is way out of his league." Still Ron was worried, Nott was a Slytherin and he came from an old pureblood family with several vaults in Gringotts.
Harry met Neville's eyes with a grin as Ron sunk into brood mode. He wondered exactly how long it would take for the redhead to cave, spurred by his own jealousy.
Neville lifted his shoulders just a bit. "Plus you know she's seen around Zabini a lot and even you Ron, can't say Zabini's anything but gorgeous. Even your own sister's drooled over him before."
Zabini... Ron mentally hissed the name and cursed the suave Italian, he was a pretty git and he had quite the reputation. "Excuse me, I have something I need to do." Ron got up from the loveseat and walked across the room in long strides. He would not lose Pansy to some skirtchaser who only wanted to get her into bed.
"Well that was quick." Harry deadpanned as Ron disappeared out the door. "Brilliant move to bring up Blaise. When’d you develop this sneaky streak Nev?"
Neville beamed. "I've been taking lessons from Luna. She can be brilliantly sneaky. What I would give to be a fly on the wall right now though." The gentle Gryffindor wondered just what was going to happen when Ron found Pansy. It's be interesting to say the least.
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The Slytherin girl was, for once since Crabbe and Goyle's assault, by herself. She'd escaped the well meaning but irritating hovering of Blaise to find a quiet spot on the lake and had transfigured her shoes into iceskates. She was now making loops and turns on the frozen lake, enjoying the feel of the wind sweeping against her cheeks and freedom.
Ron came tearing down the grounds like a red tornado after having asked more Slytherins than he felt comfortable with where Pansy could be found. He stopped abruptly when he caught sight of her on the ice, moving and swirling like some sort of graceful fairy. Oh who was he kidding...She was way out of his league too, what would a girl like that want to do with him? Ron's heart dropped and he moved closer to a tree, he leaned against the trunk and watched Pansy iceskate in silence.
In the middle of a turn, her eyes caught sight of a flash of red and she slowed, a sly smile crossing her lips when she saw Ronald leaning on a nearby tree. She skated to the edge of the lake and a quick flick of her wand had skates turning to shoes again. She walked towards him, one hand raising to readjust the hairpin he'd sent her for Christmas. The moment she'd opened the gift she'd fallen in love with the delicate silver and green ornament and at least half of it was that it came from him. "Ronald, fancy seeing you out here."
"Hello Pansy." Ron took in her cheeks, pink from the wind and the way her blue eyes sparkled. Bloody hell he was going to give it a go, she would most likely shoot him down brutally but he needed to take the chance, needed to at least try. "I caught sight of something beautiful, had to stop and look."
Her lips parted briefly and a becoming blush darkened her already pink cheeks but she remained who she was so she recovered fast and gave him a sly smile. "Oh really? I think the view might have been lacking something, a handsome gentleman to complete the picture." She slipped her hand into the crook of his arm. "Mind filling in the blank?"
"I'd love to but please don't ask me to skate, it would be horrible and painful for the both of us." Ron eyed the ice warily. "I was wondering something...Would you like to go with me to Hogsmeade next weekend?" Ron swallowed loudly and his heart thundered against his chest as he waited for Pansy's reply.
She beamed brightly. "Yes, I would. So long as we don't step foot near Puddifoot's." Her nose wrinkled. "Really I don't know what that woman's decorator was thinking." Inside her inner Slytherin was practically doing a serpentine dance and screaming in triumph.
"Right no Puddifoot's, we'll stay as far away from Puddifoot's as possible." Ron nodded with a dazed expression still not really believing that she had said yes. Having Pansy say yes to him felt like he would be able to fly without a broom. "I will meet you in the Great Hall and we can go together then." He reached down and slowly placed a dark lock of hair behind her ear, marvelling at how soft it was.
She smiled up at him, angling her face so that she almost but not quite nuzzled his hand. "Yes. Did I thank you for the dragonfly? It's absolutely perfect."
"You did thank me and I'm really happy that you like it. It suits you even though it's not nearly as pretty as you are." Oh Merlin where did that come from? It was the truth but Ron was amazed that he had dared to say it. He felt his ears grow warm and knew he was turning red.
Her cheeks burned a bright red to match his face but she still beamed. She'd been called pug-faced over the years so she was far from immune to the boy she fancied calling her pretty. She leaned up and pecked his cheek at the corner of his mouth. "Good, because every handsome Gryffindor knight should have a pretty Slytherin by his side."
Ron's blush spread and he couldn't help but push out his chest a little in pride. "The perfect couple then." He said slowly. "May I walk you back to the castle?" He placed his other hand on the hand she had resting in the crook of his arm and patted her mitten clad fingers.
"Absolutely." They began walking back to the castle and when a few Slytherin girls came into view she lifted an imperious brow and nodded at the silent question their tilted heads asked. Her smile at their dismayed noises as she and Ron passed was wicked. Message received: Ronald Weasley was officially off-limits as of today. Any girl who ignored that would be punished accordingly. This particular Gryffindor knight was hers now.
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Hermione's lips twitched as she peered out the window at the scene Ron and Pansy left behind. After Draco had finished talking to his mother and they'd left the Room of Requirement, she and the blond had headed for the library. He was going into the Restricted section for potions and she was doing a little research on rebound spells for a new cause that was buzzing in her head. She'd happened to glance at the window and seen Ron and Pansy walking into the castle arm in arm and now she was watching the decimated expressions of the little twits Pansy had just told to stay away with only a single, subtle move. "Hah, serves them right."
"Hm, serves who what?" Draco rounded a bookshelf, carrying several tomes on potion in his arms. He placed the books on a table and walked over to Hermione to look out the window. "By Salazar, I have to question Pansy's taste but I'm glad Big Red finally got his arse off the wagon, at least he will treat her right."
Her lips twitched as she considered just how close to Ron's reaction to her and Draco being an item the blond's statement had been. Well Ron had shouted a bit more but a pillow in the face had stopped that. "I, for one, am glad. None of those little twits down there ever so much as looked twice at Ron before hearing about him being a 'hero' but then they flocked over like the vacuous idiots they are, not even bothering to really look at him. They don't deserve him. Pansy, I think, has more than taken a good long look at Ron and she likes him, warts and all."
"Well I don't doubt you regarding the warts." A blond eyebrow rose. "The other girls are just typical Slytherins, we're raised to be attracted to power and being a hero taking on two thugs on his own to save someone is very powerful in the eyes of little Slytherin girls. They won't cross Pansy though, she laid first claim and she won him, proving herself strongest." Draco couldn't help but grin. "The intrigue and politics of our house is very complex...But fun."
"Hmm." Hermione's eyes glimmered in amusement. "The other girls though, the Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, and Gryffindors I don't think will be quite so accommodating at first when they see that Pansy's got him. They'll try to take him." She chuckled and moved away from the window. "They'll fail and fail badly. Ron may have been a dog but he's made his choice, hasn't so much as looked at another girl since Pansy caught his eye and dogs are nothing if not loyal. First girl to try going for him is going to get a shock when he tells her to shove off." She tilted her head in consideration. "And then after Pansy's done with her, well I think the message will get across."
"Oh I'm almost looking forward to it now." Draco chuckled darkly, he was still a Slytherin to the core after all. "It looks as if things are bound to get very entertaining." He did understand Pansy though, if any creep would dare to put their greasy fingers on or even look at Hermione too closely they would need to spend the rest of the year in the infirmary.
"Mmm." The girl bustled to the table and chuckled. "Tell Pansy I've got a hex that writes insults across the forehead of an offender in pimples if she's interested in something to add to her repertoire."
"I will definitely forward the message and if she's not interested then I certainly am, you can never have too many hexes to fall back on." Draco walked to the table too, sliding into a chair gracefully and started to look through his potions book for something useful.
"Very true." She leaned over to brush a kiss over his cheek. "You ever happen to see a girl running away from me with 'slut' or 'bint' in big pulsing pimples on her forehead, you'll know she'd tried to come on to you at some point." She then moved back to her study materials, making notes on rebound spells and ancient rituals and humming happily.
"They can try all they want, I have found my prize." Draco replied with slightly pink cheeks before resuming to go through the books. With Hermione he could let his guard down and be himself, that wasn't something he was spoilt with and he treasured it dearly.
She just beamed and made another note on her parchment. That was music to her ears.

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TW'S A/N: Yes we had them all transform essentially together, yes it is far fetched but it just...felt right ya know?
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