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Chariot	By : SAZ00 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 7964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN/ My grammar is atrocious and I love run on sentences so forgive me please I'm learning

Yes Draco will be in the story...later...right now it's all about Harry *Meow*

A half hour after the disastrous bathroom confrontation, Harry Potter could be found in his room pacing. Now Harry was a lover of action, he preferred to devise a course of action and stick to it, so pacing really wasn't his style. Due to resent circumstances however, pacing was quickly becoming Harry's new How Not To Blow Things Up routine. If pacing would help prevent him from blowing the roof off of the Dursley's house and getting him expelled, then he was damn well going to pace. Harry however was not just pacing, but he was pacing and waiting, skilled at multitasking our Harry is.�

After his Uncle had, quite rudely mind you, slammed his was out of the bathroom Harry had quickly returned to his room and penned a hasty and slightly panicky note to the one person Harry was sure could help him discover why he had woke up looking like a bloody cat! That's right he wrote to one Sirius Black, renowned mischief maker, notorious escaped convict, and Harry's loving Godfather.�

Sirius' part in the whole plan of find out why Harry looks like a bloody cat was fairly simple, while being a relatively intelligent man himself (sometimes), Harry in no way believed Sirius would be able to help him. Not from lack of trying, but well...the man had spent the twelve years in Azkaban after all and Harry highly doubted they gave the inmates library visits. No Sirius was not the one Harry was counting on to fix his...er...furry problem, but Sirius had access to someone who, while suffering from his own furry situation, knew something about anything and then some. Remus J. Lupin, Harry always knew claiming him as his honorary Godfather, a title which only partly came from the fact that he was shagging Harry's actual Godfather was a brilliant move on his part.

Ten minutes after Harry had sent Hedwig out with his cry for help, he had received a short but deeply relieving letter in return stating that Remus and Padfoot would be there in a half hour to retrieve him. Finally calming down some now that he knew help was on the way, Harry packed his belongings a task that in its self took him fifteen minutes (mostly due to the fact that he was trying NOT to blow up the Dursley's house). And the pacing began. Harry was not a patient person on the best of days, but on a day he woke up with a freaking tail and a pair of cat ears, patients was something only doctors had. Looking at the clock for the umpteenth time in the last few minutes Harry let out a slightly hysterical sigh and plopped himself on the floor with a pout.�

It just wasn't fair, Harry had plans for his sixteenth birthday. Plans that included leaving the Dursley's behind and spending the day playing Quiddich in the Weasley's back yard. His plans did not include being turned in to a bloody cat damn it!

Harry was still sitting there five minutes later when his bedroom door burst open and his Godfather flew in wand drawn ready for anything. Harry looked up and blinked at the sight of � his disheveled form, wondering absently if Sirius was aware that orange was so not his color.

"Harry what's the matter? Did the Dursley's hurt you? If they did I'll string them up by there toes and give them paper cuts...yes that's what I'll do, and then I'l pour salted lemon jui...�

"Are you alright Harry?"� A much calmer werewolf asked rolling his eyes at his lovers antics.

Harry who was still sitting on the floor watching his Godfather rant and rave at what he would do to his relatives if they had hurt him, turned to Remus and launched himself into his arms.

"Remus!OhthankMerlinyou'rehere.YouhavegottohelpmeI'vebeenturnedintoabloodycat!Doyouthinkitwasacurse?Ormaybeahex?Youdon'tthinkit'spermanentdoyou?"�

By now Sirius had stopped ranting about his plans for retribution (some of which would have made his family so very proud of him) and was staring slack jawed at his Godson as he finally noticed the tail sprouting from the back of his pants. Meanwhile Remus was trying to decipher what Harry was babbling to him hysterically, and had yet to notice.

"Harry, cub, calm down...deep breaths...that's it...alright now what seems to be the trouble?"

Sirius chocked taking in the twitching ears on the top of Harry's head "WHAT THE F*** HAPPENED TO YOUR HEAD? ARE THEY EARS AND HOW DID YOU GET A TAIL?...(CENSURED XX CENSURED)

Remus stared at Sirius for a moment before gently pushing Harry away to see just what his lover was screaming about. Harry winced as his ears (now much more sensitive than ever before to the point where he could hear the crickets chirping in the backyard) were assaulted with Sirius' screams, making Harry especially thankful that it was a weekday and Aunt Petunia decided to take Dudley shopping. He didn't think Sirius'...er...vocal objectives...would go over very well with them. �

"Harry you have cat ears."� Remus stated blinking at the sight."Harry how did you get cat ears?"�

"THAT'S WHAT I'D LIKE TO KNOW!"�

Shuffling his feet Harry wondered how he was � suppose to explain this without sounding completely mental and decided to try to once again tell the truth. "I uh...don't know?" �

"You don't know? How can you not know how you got cat ears?"� Remus had finally calmed Sirius down to a more manageable decibel, but his voice still held a slightly hysterical edge that caused the werewolf to frown.

Harry sighed again "I woke up this way, last night I was fine, normal, NOT a cat-boy. This morning I was brushing my teeth and my teeth hurt, I looked up and I looked like this."�

Remus who had remained calm throughout the whole ordeal began to inspect Harry's new appearance. Harry had always had beautiful eyes, his mother's eyes, but now they took his breath away. Larger than before and framed in long; rich; dark eyelashes, his pupils were slit just like a cats. They glowed making the amazing emerald green even more vibrant His hair, so much like his father's, was just as unruly as ever but now it shinned. Two triangular cat ears poked their way up out of his head � a shade or two lighter than his raven hair, they swiveled back and forth atop his head taking in all the sounds he could have never heard before. His finger nails were longer and pointed making them razor sharp. His lips took on a pouty quality that would make women kill to have, and were being gently bitten by one of Harry's elongated canines. He was still short at 5'5" but now instead of looking malnourished, his body had a sleekness to it that rather reminded Remus of a panther. Taking a step around the boy he found a long sleek black tail the same color of ebony as his ears swishing almost frantically from side to side. The boy was impossibly adorable.

"Well, this is most unexpected."

Harry's draw dropped "Unexp...UNEXPECTED? I LOOK LIKE A FREAKING CAT AND ALL YOU CAN SAY IS THAT IT'S UNEXPECTED? I COULD HAVE TOLD YOU THAT! WHAT I WANT TO KNOW IS HOW TO FIX IT!"� Harry was panting from his outburst and wondering if maybe Remus wasn't the right person to help him after all.

"Now, now, Harry calm down. I'm not sure what's going on but it would be best to leave here as soon as we can. Are you all packed? Good, Good. Gather your things and we will return to headquarters. We will contact Dumbledore and see if he can shed some light on what may have occurred."� �

Remus gently put his hand on Harry's shoulder and gave it a comforting squeeze. Harry nodded to him pouting, he grabbed his trunk, and Hedwig's cage and turned back to his Godfathers. "Alright lets go, but Remus if Dumbledore can't help me I'm blaming it on you." Remus chuckled quietly and put his hand on Harry's Arm. Sirius wrapped his arms around his Godson and gave him a reassuring smile, which Harry tentatively returned. Pulling out a gold chain from his pocket Remus shouted "HOME" and they were gone in a swirl of bright lights that hurt Harry's eyes. Being a cat sucked. �

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