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Hey guys thank you all so much for reviewing, you�re all fantastic. I�m glad there�s so many of you still reading and enjoying this. This is my longest chapter yet, so i hope you like it.

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29 Transformations

Nothing happened that night or the following morning, other than the fact that Harry became more high strung as the minutes ticked by. He was worried that the transformation would come to his mate when he wasn�t around to help and comfort him. He also feared that his mate would go through the transformation first. He would prefer it the other way, that way he would be better able to protect his mate and reassure him when the worst was over.

Draco was more important than anyone, he knew that he couldn�t stop every little bit of pain from reaching his mate but he could make the pain that his mate had to feel as bearable as possible.

So Harry wasn�t feeling his best, Krai was hanging around his shoulders firmly under glamour. Ron was walking beside him and sitting next to him in class, chatting away to him when he�d much rather have peace and quiet so that he could think. None of them had transformed yet though he knew someone was close. He could feel it and what upset him the most was that he knew it wasn�t him. The amount of pain one felt when transforming was unspecified and he�d wanted to go through it first so that he could experience it and help prepare the other two.

Ron was still grousing a little over being a sparrow but Draco seemed to have adapted to the idea of being a ferret quite well. He�d looked them up in the muggle encyclopaedia�s the Library had for Muggle Studies and found he quite liked the idea of being a ferret. It had taken Ron ages to come to terms with being a �bloody sparrow� and that was only after Harry had acted envious over the fact that Ron could now fly without a broom.

Although Ron liked the idea of that he didn�t seem to see the value in all of the other assets the Sparrow possessed for their situation. The Sparrow was a common creature and could therefore go anywhere, it was small and could dart about quite quick. His only worry was that he would have to watch out for Crookshanks and all the Owls that were bigger than Pig.

By dinner time of the next day Harry was really pissed off and resorted to appealing to Ron�s ego to get him to like his animagus form.
�Hey Ron, do any of your brothers have an animagus form?� silently praying that they didn�t because this was his last shot. But Ron�s face broke into a smile and he knew he�d hit the nail on the head. �No they don�t! If I transform successfully I�ll be the only one in my family to do it.� Ron went back to his dinner smiling happily. Harry rolled his eyes he should have tried that in the first place.

They had a free period after lunch and decided to do some of their homework for the following week. Just in case anything cropped up. And as luck would have it, the moment they were leaving to head to DADA, Ron came over a bit funny. He grabbed Harry�s arm in a vice grip and refused to let go.
�Harry I think it�s starting.�
�Shit!� Harry exclaimed leading the boy back over to his bed so that he could lie down. He kicked some of Ron�s books out of the way; the most important thing was getting Ron comfortable. He got the potion vial out of Ron�s pocket that contained the pain reliever Draco had brewed the other day. It was one of the ones from the �Maturity� book so it would hopefully be strong enough.
Ron took it without question.

�Don�t worry about it Ron, you�ll be fine.�
�Harry get going, you can�t stay here with me. You�ll have to disappear yourself later. You can�t use the same excuse twice.�
Harry nodded. �I�ll be back the moment class finishes to see how you are.� He grabbed his bag and left, even as he was closing the door behind him he heard Ron muttering the locking and silencing charms on his bed curtains.

The dormitory wasn�t the most private of places but it was the best they could do. He arrived at the classroom a few minutes late but after explaining that Ron had been ill, Remus let him off and he was able to sit down and listen to the class.

Unfortunately he was called upon to participate. Remus was teaching patronuses. A few of the students who had been in the DA already had their own but to the others this was something new and when they saw the silvery stag erupt from Harry�s wand they were all awed. Lupin hadn�t bothered bringing a boggart to the class, as he knew Harry�s patronus was distinct enough to be seen by the class. He set about teaching them in almost the same way Harry had taught the DA. He asked Harry to walk around and talk to some of the students who appeared to be struggling and give them a hand while he did the same at the other end of the room.

Harry spent his time helping the other students but he was also thinking.
He needed to re-start the DA. What they had achieved in fifth year was brilliant and he had a much wider range of knowledge now. His friends could really benefit from it. It also enabled him to train Ron up with the others so he and Draco could spend more time alone together. Even if it was firing spells at each other, he�d take what he could get. Did it make him selfish that he wanted to spend time alone with Draco? Probably, but he didn�t really care. He didn�t need Krai�s voice in his head telling him that he �hardly ever did anything for himself and it was about time he did!�, so he had decided he was going to re-open the DA.

The end of the lesson approached and he was anxious to get back to Ron. Surely the transformation was over now. And if it was he was sure his friend would be ecstatic that he could now transform at will whenever he wished. But Remus held him back after class.

�Harry we need to talk?�
�About what?�
Remus just smiled for a moment and then he cast a complicated silencing charm that Harry had read about but hadn�t tried to do yet.

�Harry you are now 17 and are going through the transition phase. You sent me regular letters throughout the summer, informing me of your acquisition of a familiar, your progress at what he assigned you to learn and the changes your body went through. I alone was prepared for what I would see when I met you again. But now you don�t speak to me unless you are asked a question in my lesson.�
�I��
�I know you are dominant Harry. I am dominant myself and I know that your familiar will have told you that. He no doubt warned you that we could possible be at odds until after one of us has claimed our mates. Sometimes it is hard for me to force these instincts aside, especially when I sense his scent upon you after your lessons together. But I and most importantly the wolf inside me consider you to be family, to be pack. And a wolf�s pack is one of the most important things to them. The only thing that comes between a wolf and its pack is its mate and offspring, you may not have been birthed from either my mate�s body or mine but both the wolf and I consider you to be our son. You are in no danger from me Harry. I want you to come to me with your problems, to trust me with them again. The wolf in me won�t hurt you Harry.�

�I know that. I was scared that I might hurt you.�
�I don�t think you will. Your familiar is trying to protect you as any good familiar should. He will know of our relationship through your mind but it would be difficult for him to understand and interpret human emotions correctly. Its safer for him to think of me as a threat, even if he thinks I won�t do you harm, he knows his own limitations and realises that any mistake he made could cost you your life. He also realises how much it would hurt you if you attacked me.� He paused a moment.
�A snake can�t understand human emotions; they are as foreign to him as they are to any other animal. He knows about the instincts of the dominant, to attack threats to their mate. He also knows we are family. But he has no idea which one of those is the stronger��
�So he�s protecting us both?�

�Yes. Where is he now I would like to thank him for looking after you so well?�
�I left him with Ron. To keep him company.�
�So have you had your transformation yet?�
�No I�what?�
�I have the senses of a wolf Harry, it�ll be full moon in a few days so my senses are stronger. You, Ron and Draco Malfoy all have an underlying scent of an animal. So I guessed you had done the ritual last weekend, when I couldn�t find you.�
�Yeah, yeah we did.�
�So, what are you?�
�I�m some sort of dog, I don�t know what type exactly. Ron�s a Sparrow and Draco�� he smiled. �Draco�s a ferret.�

Remus smiled. �So I take it Draco is your mate, isn�t he?�
�Yes.� Harry said, slightly defensive in case his godfather said anything.
�I�m glad you�ve finally seen behind the masks he�s worn.�
�What?�
�I�m a wolf Harry. When I was here teaching in third year, I could smell his fear, his confusion, everything. I always knew he was acting a part.�
�Why didn�t you tell me?�
�Would you have believed me if I had?�
Harry thought back to third year, Draco gloating over Buckbeak�s imminent death and shook his head. �No I wouldn�t have seen it then.�

�It�s always best to see the real person yourself. Having someone tell you, makes it different. How did Ron react when you told him about Draco?�
�He went up the wall.� Remus smiled, he was well acquainted with the red heads temper.
�And I bet it took him a while to get over it. That�s because he didn�t see the changes himself, he wasn�t able to come to his own conclusion and it shocked him.�

�Do you like him?� Harry asked. Remus knew who he was talking about.
�Even though I saw it I couldn�t like him until he showed it. Continuing to be his Father�s puppet didn�t endear him to me. But now, I know he�s still acting but he isn�t as bad as he was and I know he has to do it to keep safe.�
�I made him stay that way.� Harry smiled.
�And I understand why.� Remus said. �As he�s you�re mate�I know I�ll like him. Whether or not I ever actually see the real him. You could never have a mate I didn�t like.�
�Why?�
�Because it�s you. I�ll like whoever you�re with.�
�Thank you.�

***

Ron was asleep when he got back. No doubt exhausted from his bodies first transformation.
He didn�t wake him up. Instead he sat on his bed and did some homework and waited for his friend to wake up. When Ron didn�t wake in time for dinner Harry went down himself and had a very quick lunch to keep up appearances before dashing off to the kitchen to pick something up for Ron. When he went back Ron was awake and trying to sit up in bed. Harry helped him and then handed over the twenty or so chicken legs and the sandwiches and cakes Dobby had insisted on giving him for his �Weazy�.

�Are you ok?� Harry asked.
�Tired.� Ron sighed, resting his head back on the pillow.
�Did the pain potion work?�
�Yeah eventually.�
�What do you mean?�
�The potion doesn�t kick in quick enough.�
�Damn, we�ve got nothing else.�

They were silent for a while, Ron was exhausted and Harry was thoughtful.
There wasn�t anything they could do other than sneaking into the hospital wing. And Madam Pomfrey would certainly notice if any potions went missing. And they didn�t have time to brew anymore. Could he ask Snape? If the man was in what he termed �a good mood� it could be possible. There were moments over the past few days when he had run into the potions master, sometimes he was the snarky git from past years at other times he was the nicer Snape that he was starting to get to know.

The only thing they could do was wait and see.

***

That night Draco was supposed to meet him in the room of requirement, he didn�t show up. The only thing that stopped him from running into the Slytherin common room that very moment was the fact that he�d have a hell of a job explaining that to the Slytherins. And right now the Slytherins were a danger to his mate; he couldn�t protect him from enemies that slept in the same room. But he did have an easier way of getting in.

He made a quick stop off at his dorm to pick up his invisibility cloak and a little golden galleon. This was the galleon that they used for all DA meetings; Hermione had done another specialized charm on it last year that allowed Harry to contact individuals as well as the general group. Blaise may not have been a DA member but Harry had given him his own galleon regardless. Once he was outside the entrance to the Slytherin common room he set the numbers of the galleon to today�s date and the current time. A moment later Blaise was opening the entrance, he held the door open wide enough for Harry to slip in while he yelled something at someone at the other end of the common room. He waited a moment after Harry had slipped passed him. Then left, he�d be gone about ten minutes walking around the dungeons before coming back and no doubt bothering him and Draco. At least they�d have a few minutes peace.

They had told Blaise about the Transformation, the Slytherin had been a bit annoyed at first that no one had asked him to participate in the ritual. But once he�d heard about the risks involved he�d acknowledged that maybe he was better at diverting peoples attention from Draco. After all the Slytherin was useless, always wanting to be the centre of attention and because of that was more likely to be missed, so Blaise was a necessary precaution.

Harry knew Blaise would have been watching out for Draco, it was obvious that his mate must have gone through the transformation, that was the only reason he�d have missed their meeting. Unless he was injured, no he was fine, he�d just transformed that was all.

Harry hurried up to the seventh year boys dorms. He�d been in here plenty of times talking to Blaise, the room never changed. Unlike Gryffindor tower it wasn�t rounded (for obvious reasons), it was a long rectangle; the beds were four posters but made of a darker wood than those in Gryffindor. The hangings were of course green and silver but unlike Gryffindor there were no real windows, only fake ones. Harry of course spared none of this a glance, he ran to the bed with its curtains drawn.

Draco was sleeping, his face was pale and wan, his body was curled tightly in a ball and his hair was tousled. Harry sat beside him on the bed and stroked the blonde hair until he began to stir.
�Harry?�
�I�m here. I�m under the cloak.� There was too much risk to remove it.
�Where is everyone?�
�They�re all down in the common room, I saw them when they came up. How are you feeling?� He asked brushing a strand of Draco�s hair out of his face so that he could see him better.
�Horrible.�

�Hhhmmm, but you�re an animagus now, does that make it worth it?� Draco smiled as Harry knew he would. �That�s something no one can take away from you. And you did it the hard way.� Draco smiled again, burrowing his head more into the pillow.
�Don�t worry beautiful, you�ll wake up as right as rain in the morning.�
�Hhhhmmmhh�stay��
�You want me to stay?�
Draco nodded slowly, his eyes closed.
�Then I�ll stay.� Harry said.

Draco was asleep a moment later. Harry continued to stroke his hair, not taking his eyes from the blonde�s face.
�Harry?� It was Blaise�s voice.
�Here.�

Blaise came up to the bed and smiled when he saw Draco�s hair rising and falling, he knew what Harry was doing and was happy. It was about time that they both had someone to take care of them. Slytherin�s were like snakes in so many ways, few of them looked out for others. Draco was different, he�d helped Blaise out many times before, he deserved someone who could take that burden and help him when he needed it.

The same went for Harry. The boy wasn�t completely a Slytherin, he combined more house traits than anyone Blaise had ever seen. Harry needed somebody just like Draco did. You couldn�t have friends in Slytherin, with everyone only out for themselves but you could in Gryffindor. Harry though unlike his housemates had grown up long before his time, much like many of the Slytherins. When you lived with people who would stab you in the back at any moment�you had to get older quicker. If you didn�t you didn�t last long. Harry needed someone like him, someone who wasn�t just interested in the house cup or the quidditch cup; he needed more than a friend. He needed someone who would be there for him; take care of him, someone with whom he had a connection that went deeper than that of friendship. They both needed someone to depend on.

Friends could come and go over the silliest little things, just look at fourth year with Ron. Harry and Draco needed each other now to deal with everything that was happening. The two of them together had a chance of surviving all their problems, separately they would founder.

The most important thing was �the future�. For a long time now Harry had had the motivation to kill Voldemort, but he had nothing to motivate him to live on afterwards. Yes he had friends and friends were important, but there was more to life than that. Now Harry could look ahead to a future with his mate by his side. And Draco who had always been afraid to stand against his Father, to become an outcast in Slytherin house and stand alone, now had somebody beside him to help and protect him. Someone who he loved and could build a new life with. Draco had never been able to look forward and see that before.

Now he could.

Now they both could.

***

Harry awoke the next morning with his mate wrapped around him and vague images of Blaise helping him into the bed and closing the curtains.

Draco was still asleep. His face wasn�t as pale as it had been and he seemed warmer. He�d never seen anything so�perfect, despite the obvious bed head. He was smiling tenderly when Draco finally opened his eyes.
�Morning love.�
Draco smiled at him and replied in kind.
�As much as I don�t want to say this.� Harry said, snuggling closer to the blonde. �I�m going to have to go soon.� Draco�s smile faded but he nodded.
�I know.�
Suddenly Harry rolled on top of Draco and pinned his arms loosely at his side.

�Kiss goodbye?� Harry asked with a cheeky grin.
Draco snorted. �You can have two things, take them or leave them.�
Harry sat back, his arms resting on Draco�s stomach, trailing over the light hairs that were exposed by a rolled up pyjama top.
�Snakes and snitches?� Harry asked, eyebrow raised. Draco just blushed and said �Well?�

�Do I get to know what they are before I say yes?�
�No.�
�I�ll still say yes then.�
�Ok.� Draco smiled. �First�� Harry was expecting it and could have blocked it but he didn�t want to. So he let Draco whack him with a pillow.
�That�s for being a cheeky git.� Draco said laughing.

Harry pretended to wince and acted like he was dying.
�And this�� Draco said, winding his hands in Harry�s hair and pulling his head down. �Is for being so sweet last night.�

It seemed like ages since they had done this. Harry was in heaven, he was wearing yesterdays clothes and Draco still looked a little peaky, his legs were tangled in his invisibility cloak but he wouldn�t have traded that kiss for anything.

It was sweet and tender and ultimately loving. Their kisses up until now had mainly been stolen and desperate. Brief moments of affirmation, a desperate need to show each other that they were wanted, missed, desired.

Small moments within a larger whole that either of them would have trade for something better.

Harry should have been demanding after last nights worry but he wasn�t, a night spent in Draco�s arms seemed to mellow him like nothing else could. It had been their first night together, sleeping in the same bed. Not exactly how he had wanted it but perfect because it was Draco who he was with and Draco�s bed that they were in.

He pulled back from the kiss reluctantly when he heard other bodies in the room stirring. He knew Draco had one way silencing charms on his curtains and wasn�t worried about one of the others having heard them. Draco waited a moment to calm his breathing and flushed features.

Harry donned his cloak and pecked Draco on the cheek before allowing his mate to open the curtains around their bed.
�I�ll see you in class. I have �remedial potions with Snape later, meet me in the ROR. Please.� He whispered. Draco gave only the slightest nod in answer.

He slipped passed Draco�s body and made his way to the door being careful not to step on or brush against anything that could give him away. Blaise was the only other boy up at the moment and it would have been him that left the door open when he headed out to the shower.

He made it out of the common room but nearly ran straight into Snape outside the potions classroom. Snape appeared to be in a �bad� mood, so it was lucky he spotted him just in time.

He hurried up to Gryffindor tower, the quicker he moved the faster he could get down to breakfast so that he could watch Draco eating at the Slytherin table.

***

That day was the worst one so far. Seeing Draco every so often but having no chance to talk to him really hit hard. Whenever he was with others things seemed to affect him less, but when he was with Draco every thought, feeling and touch was amplified. And not having that, missing out on even the slightest touches was torture. Especially after being able to hold Draco for a whole night.

The only thing that kept him from storming over to the Slytherin table that lunchtime was Ron�s restraining hand and the knowledge that he would see Draco that night. And the way he was feeling now, he had no intention of letting him go.

***

He arrived at the potions classroom that night in quite a state, he was a little worried as to what type of Snape would turn up. The one who would attack his mind relentlessly or would it be the nicer Snape he was just starting to know?

Snape had tested his mind last week, would it still hold up to the attack. One Snape would be relentless in trying to break into Harry�s mind, the other would do the same thing but he�d probably be nicer about it.

Add to that the anticipation of being with Draco again soon and Harry was fairly bouncing on his toes with excitement and dread.

He knocked and heard a muffled voice say �Come in.�

Stepping inside he saw conjured cushions on the floor in case Harry was on the floor after being hit by �legimens� and Snape sat at his desk.
�Evening Harry. Be with you in a moment.�
Harry nodded, a little relieved. Nice Snape, thank god!

Before Harry knew what was happening Snape had his wand pointed at him and had shouted �Legilimens!�

Again Harry couldn�t get up his shields in time and again he felt nothing.
�It seems that I cannot break into your mind. But you must keep practicing. Voldemort is getting stronger every day and there is�� He visibly hesitated and Harry was sure he was stopping himself from saying Dumbledore�s name out loud. ��others who could be a threat to you. Lucius is a legilimens, not as accomplished as me. But we don�t know if this�block only works when I attack you. So be prepared to guard your mind against him. I don�t know about any of the other death eaters but�� He went silent.

�Did you speak to Voldemort about me?�
Snape looked up at him; his eyes were warmer than Harry had ever seen them.
�I did.�
�You had no choice don�t worry about it.� Harry meant it. Somewhere over the last week he had gotten over the whole �do they recognize me� thing. What did it matter? He�d always known people looked passed his face and overlooked his personality completely in favour of the scar. And this told him what people relied on �scar-value� and what people weren�t worth bothering with. There were more important things now.

�Harry, he didn�t react when I told him. Not in the slightest but he wants to know every step you make. I�ve had to tell him about our �remedial potions� lessons. He wanted me to bring you to him. I got out of it by saying that Dumbledore keeps a constant check on us. I told him that there were wards and he�d know within a moment if I took him out of the castle. I wouldn�t be able to get you passed the apparition wards.�

�What about portkeys they could work, they have done before.� He said thinking of fourth year.

�Dumbledore placed wards after the events of fourth year if any portkey came onto the grounds he�d know.�
�So I�m safe?�
�For now, he�s planning to try and take you during the next Hogsmeade weekend.�
�Damn. I can�t stay away from Hogsmeade because that will tip him off.�
�No you can�t.� Snape agreed. �Harry listen to me I know we�ve had a few problems but I think we need to work together. I�m almost free of it now, I know you know what I�m talking about. I�ve already spoken to Remus, he remembers now. He remembers all the times that he forced us apart when we were friends. And finding out we were mates in your third year. Poor Remus he thought I didn�t want him, didn�t care that he was my mate. There was a memory charm on him; Dumbledore had to have placed it after I refused Remus. But he remembers now.� If he hadn�t been expecting it he would probably have fallen over when the man smiled.

�Did you break it?� he asked, thinking of Hermione.
�No. I came back to myself and a moment later his face went white�and he kissed me.�
�Is there a memory charm that affects a personality?� Harry asked.
�Yes there is, it can�t be broken by just anyone. They will either break it themselves, when some strong emotion or feeling associated with the memory overcomes them�or the person who cast it, released them. I think it�s the same one used on Remus. He has to pretend to be indifferent to me, to not care about the snide remarks I�m forced to make. We�re both acting now. It�s safer.�

�I know how that feels.�
�Who is it?�
�Hermione, Krai told me he thought it was a memory charm.�
�Krai?�
�My familiar, I didn�t tell you about him before��
�It�s fine, I understand why, don�t worry about it.� Snape interrupted. �I�d like to meet him. The boy who lived�s familiar, he must be quite interesting.� Snape smiled.
�He is interesting.� Harry looked thoughtful for a moment. �You know its strange talking to you like this, only because I never thought I would be. Other than that it actually feels good to talk to someone�� Harry suddenly stopped speaking. �Oh not now, please not now.�

�Harry what?�
�Shit. I haven�t got the time to get back.� Harry said to himself thinking fast. Damn it, there was no way he could get up to Gryffindor Tower; he�d have to trust Snape. Well he did but this was a pretty big thing.

�Professor I�m afraid I�m about to change.� If this wasn�t such an awkward situation he would have laughed at the confused look on Snape�s face. �Me, Ron and Draco we�er oh lord, we cast the Bestia Mutatio Ritus.�

He�d thought Snape�s face had been good before, now it was priceless.

�Sir I�m about to transform and I don�t have the time to get back to Gryffindor Tower. Will you allow me to stay here while I�m transforming and not tell the headmaster?�

Snape seemed to regain his voice at that and said yes. Regaining his wits he made the cushions on the floor that he had conjured larger and thicker.
�Have you brought a pain potion Harry?� Snape asked, Harry didn�t know what was wrong with the man�s voice but it sounded odd. It wasn�t a tone he�d ever had directed at him before. Aunt Petunia was always using it with Dudley when Dudley was fake crying, but then again he didn�t think that was a good thing.

�Yeh I�ve got one but Ron said it doesn�t work fast enough.�
�Wait here.� And the next thing he knew Snape�s black robes were whipping out the door.
He sat down on the pillows and waited for Snape to get back. The itching feeling he�d first felt had gotten worse now and there was a dull throbbing behind his eyes. His fingers were aching and he had pins and needles in his feet. All of a sudden a sharp pain shot up his back making him almost gasp in surprise.

A moment later Snape was back in the room, holding two potion vials. He handed Harry the pain relief potion. Harry drank it without question, before eyeing the other vial in Snape�s hand. He knew that bottle.
�It�s a dreamless sleep potion Harry, it would be better if you took it. I know you don�t trust me�� he started to say when Harry shook his head.
�It�s not that. Both Ron and Draco have gone through this before me. It wouldn�t be right to sleep through my transformation when they couldn�t.�
Snape hesitated a moment before nodding and placing the vial down on a table.
�It will hurt Harry, even with the potion.�
�I know that. But I still think this is the right way.�

They didn�t have time to talk after that. Snape watched as Harry�s grimaced. The initial pains weren�t the worst but they were bad enough to make someone cry out. He knew that from experience. Even dampened by the potion Harry shouldn�t be able to take this so easily.

The pain was only slight at first, he tried not to look at Snape, the man�s expression un-nerved him, he almost looked concerned. He felt the itching sensation again but this time he could feel the hairs come through his skin. He wished he could see himself, a boy with fur.

Snape must have known what he wanted, for a moment later he was staring into a conjured mirror. Nothing else had changed other than the fact that he had grown fur. It looked amazing. His long black hair was spread all about him, his eyes bright and wide, he was gasping for breath but he looked�he looked�wow. He was covered from head to toe in patches of browns, golds, blacks and whites. If he was alone he would have removed his shirt and trousers to get a better look at himself, but there was no way he was doing that with Snape in the room.

But then he was falling backwards onto the pillows in pain and he couldn�t help screaming as his knee joint gave an audible pop and re-arranged themselves to face the other way. He was panting for breath; the pain had sliced straight through the haze created by the drug�the potion.

His spine lengthened slowly, the bone ripped through the skin and continued to grow, his skin and fur covered it. The pain and the itching combined were nearly unbearable.

He could feel his organs moving around. His chest and ribs compressed to fit them The muscles on his legs became smaller, making his legs appear thinner.

Harry had never been able to feel his ears before, but he felt them now. He felt the skin stretching to a new height and width. His nose broke, the cartilage ripping free and then the bone lengthened outwards, his jaw moving to meet it. His teeth lengthened. He felt the whiskers sprout from his muzzle, then a shift in his eyesight. All of his senses kicked in.

He had a few moments to collect his composure before he went through it all again in reverse. The moment it was over he collapsed onto the pillows exhausted and blacked out, glad he never had to go through that again.

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Snape had watched Harry the whole time, the boy had screamed eventually, he�d thrashed, cursed and rolled around.

The finished form was nothing short of amazing and then the transformation back to human began and Snape could only watch. To touch him, even to comfort would abort the process and Harry could become stuck half way through the change.

Once he was done he took Harry to the infirmary, telling Madam Pomfrey that he had collapsed in the corridors. He mentioned to her that a few students seemed to have been ill that day and she believed him as by that time Harry�s magic had repaired the damage done to his body, he was just exhausted now.

Madam Pomfrey put him to bed and Snape left to find Draco, he knew his Godson was Harry�s mate, he�d read it quite by accident in Remus�s mind earlier that day, when he was checking for any other blocked memories. He knew that Draco would be worried sick. Luckily, he ran into the boy before he left the dungeons and was able to tell him his mate was fine and then dissuaded him from rushing off to the hospital wing.

They were hiding their relationship as much as he and Remus were. He couldn�t allow Draco to throw away his only chance at happiness in their future for such a small worry. He knew how much Draco wanted someone to love him and he wouldn�t allow it to be ruined, not even by Draco himself.

RECOMMENDATION

Faith

By Dragongirl16

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1318020/1/

I haven�t even finished reading this fic yet but I had to recommend it based on the intensity of it.

This is a Harry�s friends betray him fic and Draco and Snape are nice. Its really done brilliant with some real twists on the theme and some highly inventive incidents that I�m not gonna talk about cos I�ll give it all away. And I�m only half way through.

Its both vicious and tame in places, the evolving relationships between the characters are extreme. Whether they like Harry or not they are very well defined. Sirius is alive and makes a few appearances and it also involves my favourite Weasley�Bill and other than Harry my all time favourite character�Remus.

There are some inventive Marauder pranks and some original family concepts. It�s Harry/Draco, Blaise/Neville, Remus/Sirius and Sev/Lucius. No idea on anyother pairings that might crop up. Other than the usual Ron and Hermione, which is really interesting to follow actually.

Features bastard Weasley�s and nice Malfoy�s. Some interesting minor OC�s and some minor characters take centre stage in plots. Slightly disturbing and squicky images abound. So if you don�t like any of that, don�t even bother reading it.

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