Morphing Desire | By : zood Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 34198 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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About three hours later, Harry went
down for breakfast. Mrs. Weasley sat at the kitchen table together with Ron and
Ginny. They had been staying at Grimmauld Place since Harry arrived for his
birthday party three days ago. The twins, Hermione and Luna had also been
there, but went home the same day. Lupin, Moody and Tonks had been escorting
Harry to his new home, which he inherited from his godfather Sirius.
As he sat down at the table, Ginny
blushed and quickly left for her room. Mrs. Weasley cast questioning looks in
Harry’s direction as Ron said: “I thought she was over her crush on you. What’s
up with her?”
Harry tried a questioning look and
answered “dunno”.
Mrs. Weasley spoke. “Ron, Ginny and
I are leaving for the Burrow tomorrow. Dumbledore wants to create protection
wards on it and for it to work all Weasleys need to stay there. Sorry Harry,
you can’t come, it’s too dangerous.”
“Then I’m stuck here alone? Can’t at
least Hermione come?”
“Do you really think her parents
would let a 15 year old girl stay 2 weeks alone with a 16 year old boy?” said
Mrs. Weasley while Ron had a look on his face that Harry couldn’t place.
“Don’t worry. Tonks will be staying
here, both for your protection and for a little additional training. She will
teach you Occlumency. She should be here soon as today is to be your first
lesson.”
Harry had silently practiced Occlumency
privately since the disaster at the department of mysteries. Harry decided to
play a match of chess with Ron while he had an opponent. They played till
lunchtime and Ginny seemed to avoid Harry at any price and helped her mum in
the kitchen. Just before lunchtime they heard a strange crashing noise from the
corridor followed by several swearwords.
“Ah – Tonks has arrived” said Ron.
“Wotcher Harry, Ron. Sorry about
that, but I apparated right on these umbrellas. Who put them there on the
floor?”
“Hello Tonks, nice to …ahem… hear
from you.”
“Funny, really funny.”
Then Mrs. Weasley’s voice
interrupted “Lunch is ready.”
“Let’s go, I’m starving” said Ron
and they went downstairs to the kitchen.
Tonks had short, purple colored
hair, matching her robes and eyes and Harry noticed that she looked quite
pretty in purple. In fact, Harry thought, she was extremely sexy. Harry banned these
thoughts from his head. She was nearly five years older than him, but then
again, it was only five years and she was damm good looking.
As Harry and Ron entered the kitchen
followed by Tonks, they saw Ginny lighting the candles on the wall with a
lighter. When Harry cleared his throat, she squeaked and the lighter flew at
Harry setting his hair on fire. Tonks reacted quickly and with a swish of her
wand the fire was gone, as was nearly all of Harry’s hair. Upon seeing Harry’s
hair, Ron fell to the floor laughing and Ginny mumbled an apology before
running to her room.
Harry thanked Tonks and decided to
take a shower before eating to get rid of the smell of burned hair. Once in the
bathroom, Harry saw how bad his new hairstyle looked. During the shower, his thoughts
remained on how badly he wanted his hair back, because he didn’t want others
(especially Tonks) to see this mess. Once out of the shower, he caught his
reflection in the mirror and he couldn’t believe what he saw. His hair was back
and in the same state as ever. He dried himself and went to the kitchen to finally
eat lunch. When Tonks saw him she gasped. “How did you do this?”
“Dunno, I wanted my hair back and
suddenly it was back. The same happened once before when aunt Petun….”
“Did you just say you can grow your
hair back at will?”
“I think so.”
“After lunch we must test something.
It might be that you are a metamorphmagus too. Just not trained yet.”
“Really, a metamorphmagus? That
would be great!”
“Not sure yet. We still have to do
some tests.”
Ron interrupted “Harry, can you tell
me, why my sister acts so strangely around you again?”
Now Harry received questioning looks
from Tonks and Mrs. Weasley, demanding an answer.
“Oh, last night when I came from the
loo, I met Ginny in the corridor on her way from the bathroom when she was a
little ... ahem ... underdressed.”
“Oh my god.” Said Mrs. Weasley.
Ron demanded “How much
underdressed?”
“That you don’t want to know.”
“Bloody hell” screamed Ron and added
“you better forget everything you’ve seen or else …”
“Ron – language!” interrupted his
mom.
Then Tonks declared “I think I’ll
stay tonight in Ginny’s room – have a little girl talk.” Then she continued
“ok, Harry. Time for your training.”
Tonks and Harry went to an empty
room on the second floor and with a swish with her wand half of his hair vanished
and told him to do the same thing as in the shower.
“But won’t the ministry get me in
trouble when I do magic outside of school?”
“No, first, this house is perfectly
protected from any magic-detection. Second, you have special permission from
the ministry for doing magic to training purposes. Dumbledore told Fudge
something about the prophecy and he saw it fitting for you to get all the
training possible. And third, metamorphmagus magic is undetectable itself. So
you have absolutely no need to worry.”
Harry closed his eyes and
concentrated. He wanted his hair back and in the same moment he heard Tonks
scream enthusiastically “You got it! You really got it! You really are a
metamorphmagus. I never heard of two metamorphmagi living at the same time.
This gift is really rare. I have to tell Dumbledore. We will be starting your
training today. I’m so excided.”
Harry stood there dumbfounded, as
she ran down to the fireplace. When she returned she began to lecture.
“Ok Harry, first of all, Dumbledore
wants to keep this secret. You must not tell anyone, not even Ron or Hermione.
I will erase the memory of the Weasleys in residence tomorrow. To all people,
our training will only be advanced defense and transfiguration. Let’s start.
Now you must know that
metamorphmagus transformations are mostly changes of appearance. Contrary to
the animagus transformation you can usually not change into an animal, but you
can take the appearance of an animal. Thus, you will not be able to fool people
easily with your transformation because you don’t have animal senses and
instincts. Other creatures are even harder to fool, so keep away from
werewolves and such things. If you are powerful, you will be able to
transfigure some of your senses and instincts occasionally with extensive
training and practice. But that’s even harder than animagus transfiguration.”
Harry gulped “that sounds like
work.”
“No, its actually fun. Ok, first
step, change the color of your hair. To do so, you need to remember the feeling
when you let your hair grow. But this time, imagine the color different, let’s
say violet.
Harry did as he was tolled and after
10 minutes of trying, he actually managed to change his hair pink.
“Not bad, but the wrong color. Looks
funny though.” She grinned when she held a mirror to his face. “I will organize
a big mirror for tomorrow’s lesson. We will need it.”
After five additional minutes he
managed the change to violet.
“Ok. Now turn back.”
During the next half hour he managed
every color, even Weasley-red and Tonks commented grinning, “If Molly could see
you, she surely would have some serious words with Arthur.”
One hour later, he could grow and
shrink his hair at will and by dinnertime he could do the same with his ears,
fingers and nails.
When they went for dinner, Harry and
Tonks changed their hair to Weasley-red. When they entered the kitchen they
heard a voice they recognized immediately “ah, you two make some fine
additional Weasleys, good progress Harry, very good.” Dumbledore sat at the
table, watching the two with an amused smile. “I’m here to give Molly the
portkey for the Burrow. It activates tomorrow at 10:30.”
When Mrs. Weasley came back into the
kitchen, she looked suspiciously at the two redheads, sitting next to professor
Dumbledore and when she recognized them, she fainted.
“I think it’s best if you two change
back. I will be modifying their memory, just to be sure.”
After dinner Ron and Harry played
some games of chess, before going to bed.
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