Agent Fox Mulder (i_want_2) wrote in multi_fiction, @ 2008-05-27 21:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | gen, harry potter, rated: general |
Fic: Penance 1/1 Harry Potter
Title: Penance
Author: Lopaka Tanu
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Characters: Harry, Hermione, Ron, Draco, Snape, Dumbledor.
Words: 811
Fandom: Harry Draco
Rating: Adult
Warnings: Language, Violence
Summary: A fight breaks out.
Author's Note: For TK, I am sorry for being a donkey!
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"Felinus Rex!" Twisting the wand in his hand, Harry imagined the hex traveling across the great hall. They all deserved it, more than most. Then again, it probably wouldn't shut the Slytherines up. Using the fork in his other hand, he stabbed at his breakfast.
Beside him, Hermione sighed yet again. "I don't understand why you even try, Harry. It will never work."
"Leave off him, Mione, it would serve them right!" Mouth half full of food, Ron patted Harry on the back. From the other side of Harry, he leaned behind the boy's head to glare at her. "Besides, how would you know? It ain't ever been tried."
"I know because I read the spell books." Her own eyes narrowing, she pealed off a piece of bread crust and chewed the tip. After she swallowed, she demonstrated that her mouth was empty. "If you must attempt to create your own spells, at least try to follow the formula. Simply mangling two words of Latin and waving your wand around does not a spell make!"
"Oh? I suppose you've tried it then?" Raising his chin, Ron smirked at her blush. "Not so all knowing, are you?"
"Ron," Harry started to placate his friends when movement from the Slytherine table drew his attention. His eyes widened as a flash of light erupted from a gaggle of fifth years. "Get down!"
Instead of heeding the advice, Ron turned to see what had spooked Harry. Jaw dropping, he was thrown from his seat by the hex. As he hit the floor, his ears grew long and his lips thicker.
"You'll pay for that, Malfoy!" Hunkering behind his plate, Harry dodged another hex.
"I'll do nothing of the sort." Draco sneered at Harry while he signaled the others to keep firing off their curses. "If you can't stand the heat, then you shouldn't play with fire!"
"Stuff it, snake breath! I wasn't doing anything!" Harry ignored the look Hermione sent his way. Rising up, he tried to fire off his own hex, but had to drop back down when three came directly for him.
"Oh dear, it appears the famous Potter is as slow with his spells as he is with his wit." Twisting his wrist, Draco hissed another hex, shooting it from his wand.
Hermione, on the floor beside Harry, tried to grab her friend's hand. "Don't do it, Harry." She rose up to peer over the other cowering students to the teacher's dais. "Professor Snape's about to do something!"
"I'm not letting him get away with it!" Jerking his hand free, Harry skillfully dodged another hex from the blond Slytherine. "Since you act like one, let's how you enjoy being one! Felinus..."
"Oh, dear." Hermione cringed away.
"Rex!" A bolt of orange light shot from the end of Harry's wand.
The light traveled across the great hall and hit Draco in the chest. Draco flew from his seat, shrinking as he tumbled back. Landing on four paws, the white blond cat took in the now much larger people around it. Eyes narrowing, it began to growl and fluff its fur.
A flash of light dissipated all spells and hexes in mid flight. "That will be enough!" Rising from his seat, Dumbledor stared at the two tables in disappointment. When his eyes fell on Harry, he shook his head. "Mr. Potter."
Coming to stand beside Dumbledor, Snape had his wand drawn. "Let me handle this, Professor."
Watching Harry, Dumbledor paused to consider the request. With a heavy sigh, he nodded. "Do so."
Harry couldn't believe his ears. His mentor had sold him out to the enemy!
"Let the punishment fit the crime." Snape could barely keep the smirk off his face as he raised his wand. Mimicking the twist Harry had given, he put everything he had behind the spell. "Felinus Rex!"
The orange light hit Harry square in the chest. Flying back, the black cat with a lightning bolt streak on its forehead twisted until it landed on his feet. Ears flat against his head, he hissed in the direction of Professor Snape.
"Wingardium Leverosa." Raising his wand, Snape summoned both Harry and Draco to him.
As they rose above their tables, the two Toms spied each other.
Hissing, Draco clawed the air towards Harry. "You're dead, Harry Pussy!"
"Oh, shut it, Meow-foy." Annoyed, Harry twitched his tail.
On the floor, Hermione shook her head. She knew it would happen, he never listened, none of them did. Whatever happened now, they deserved their punishment. Speaking of suffering for their crime, she glanced to where Ron lay.
His transformation having completed, Ron traced his wildly distorted features with trepidation. He wanted to ask what he looked like, but all that came out was, "eeerr-ahhhh!"
"Oh, quit being an ass, Ron." A sly smile coming over her features, she once more took her seat.
THE END...........................