When the Lion Becomes a Cub

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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When the Lion Becomes a Cub
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Harry Potter comes into an early creature inheritance the night of his 15th birthday. Upon being found by his uncle, he desperately tries to hold off the attack, which only gets worse as the others join in. Using a portkey, he finds himself on the steps outside gringotts --- right into the hands of the Malfoys. However, as the Malfoys try to help him, they get more than they bargained for.This story was inspired by Kit to Fox, but will be different.This fic has been adopted by the lovely Rae1D4Life. Any changes from here are theirs love, Starla.
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Edited 03/28/2025
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Chapter 6

Draco Malfoy was pacing the infirmary. Neville was bitting his nails. Luna was talking to the corner in the ceiling left of Harry's bed.

Harry's magic was becoming uncontrollable in everyway. Every two minutes a loud bang would echo through the room and some variety of glitter, feathers, ashes, leaves, or moths would cover the room. Draco vanished the feathers when they appeared, but no spell worked on getting rid of glitter, unfortunately. The ashes while disturbing usually distracted Luna enough to say something to the rest of them but as none of them could understand the strange mixture of owl hoots and English she was currently speaking, it did little good to let the others know what she were thinking.

The leaves would have distracted Neville if he could think past everything that had happened that day.

"Okay, pot- Harry has several creature inheritances, one of which is obliviously a dragon, another some kind of fox thing, but what would give him feathers?"

'BANG' ashes covered the room, Draco flicked his wand to the trash bin absently and the ashes followed.

"Hold on. Where are his glasses?" Neville looked up and Luna turned stopping her muttering. " He couldn't see a Raven in a snow field without them."

" Maybe he dropped them?" Neville said.

" Or doesn't need them anymore, it could be the inheritance."

" When he port keyed to the bank he had his glasses on, well not on they were next to him.but I don't think It's the inheritance. "

" Well what does it matter he can see fine, or he seams too. "

" Exactly!" Draco stopped pacing. " There is a very high possibility that Harry has been under some kind of threat at his relatives for some time. Maybe his eyes were damaged and now they're fine because it happened after, however old he is now. "

" Whatever happened we can work it out later, Hermione's coming and she has some ideas on how to find Harry's familiars. "

" Familiars? As in more than one?" Neville asked.

" Hmm, yes Hedwig thinks,....." Luna turned to the infirmary door.

Hermione burst in with a very reluctant Ron dragging behind her. She briefly paused at the sight of a once again pacing Malfoy before dismissing him.

" Harry, needs an inheritance test. To find a good familiar for him we need to know what he is, some creatures can't have other creatures around them. Like I'd be dumb to keep a fish and a cat I'm the same room. " She completely ignored Draco who was glaring at her and spitefully thought of all the curses he could get away with casting, which was a rather small number he found. He would look up some new hexes later.

" Of course we'll have to wait for madame pomfrey to get back. " Ron was also thinking of curses but most of them targeted the durselys. He remembered second year and for that matter the events surrounding their third year. Just before and almost at the end of the term. Harry would retreat into himself, slowly. Not very many people noticed. And at the start of term he had the opposite problem of having to pull himself out of it. This year may have been the worst the durselys had been.

He knew, not because of what his letters said, but because of what they didn't. Harry never really said much. But his letters had been filled with questions about Ron's family and Hermione, and written very sloppy. Not that Harry normally had good handwriting, but there were ink blotches all over the page and a few times the words had run into each other. Like he was writing in the dark. It also had no mention of the weather, and while that was sometimes the only thing he enjoyed at the durselys it was strangely absent.

At this time Mr. And Mrs. Malfoy entered the room. Mrs. Malfoy gave him a small hug while his father becomed him to the other end of the room.

" Son, remember the muggle we found attacking Harry Potter?" Draco nodded. " It was his uncle, as in his current guardian. The auors came to question Dumbledore, Hagrid and Mrs. McGonagall. They're talking negligence charges and endangerment of a minor for leaving him there without the even an interview or background check. They litteraly left him on the doorstep in the middle of the night. Nearly got frostbite. Something is very odd here Draco, stay close to Harry every time you can, he needs the protection. "

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