Chapter 10: Animagus
Chapter 10: Animagus
Okay, first off the potions which supposedly make it easier to assume animagus form the first time actually manage to smell worse then The Bog Of Eternal Stench, and that I did not believe was possible.
Second off, they taste as bad as they smell. Frankly, you should be given danger money just to take these damnanable potions. Third off, I am going to KILL Professor Snape, I know the git doesn’t think much off me, hell, he doesn’t appear to think much of anybody but Dumbledore was kind enough to mention that half of the bad taste and smell was added just to help put the faint-hearted off being an animagus. Bastard git knew I had no choice but to try this, he could at least have dropped the bloody flavourings!
Okay, I’m swearing and I shouldn’t be. I don’t usually, Sir Didmus and Ludo don’t like it, but for once… three days ago I took that repulsive stuff and my stomach still hasn’t settled down. It’s annoying and because the potions are still in my system I can’t take anything to settle my stomach. Well, at least I’ve lost a few pounds… always a good idea to try and find the bright side of things. Of course, I lost those pounds because I’ve been worshipping the porcelain goddess a lot, but best not to dwell on that.
Of course, the real maddening part was that the potions didn’t take.
Yep, three hours after taking the potion I was supposed to change into my most likely animagus form. Naturally, it didn’t work. So, three days of hell for nothing.
Still, that was merely the easiest route to finding my animagus form, Dumbledore was kind enough to inform me that there are other, less reliable methods we can use… as soon as the last remnants of the animagus potion are out of my system of course, and THAT, Snape was kind enough to inform me repeatedly and at every opportunity will take at least two more days.
Well, whether the greasy git knows it or not, I have a plan for those two days. I will be planning my revenge; maybe I should ask Harry and his friends if they are interested in helping?
Heh, they were VERY interested, even Hermione who as a Prefect and Teachers pet should really know better. Though, I now know to watch the brainy ones, when they decide to be… mischievous I suppose is the best word, they get inventive.
Poor Snape, and I have to say I didn’t think I would find myself saying that, but it is amazing what three days of talking six octaves higher then usual will do for your reputation, still, he seems to have a pretty good idea I was involved so I will need to watch him. Least he didn’t catch onto the others involvement, though the fact that the magic used was sourcery should tell him I had assistance.
But at least the first set of potions have worn off now and I can try other methods of discovering my animagus form, they tell me Dumbledore has called in a specialist he knows from America just to assist me in this.
Lookit! Look at me! I can fly!
All those nice pretty pretty colours!
Hey Ludo, why are you blue?
Don’t worry, I can fly, I will just fly down and join you…
Okay, I cant fly, and the colours are finally back to normal, my head hurts like a son of a bitch, and I am tied to a hospital bed.
They could have warned me that the stuff the shaman was passing around was hallucinogenic!
Then again, they could have remembered exactly what my powers were… giving hallucinogens to somebody who has power over illusions apparently produces interesting spill-over effects…
I sincerely hope they got pictures, because from what I heard, the castle had a very fun night of it. Put it this way, there was apparently an image of the dark lord wearing, of all the things, drag in the Slytherin common room, the Ravenclaws had books talking to them for most of the night, the Hufflepuffs had the big bad wolf paying a visit, ‘I will huffle and I will puffle and I will blow you all down’ and the Gryffindors…
Well, none of the teachers was willing to talk about that and McGonagall started blushing every single time that common room was mentioned, so I think its best not to ask.
Still…. Hallucinogens suck and the shaman has ‘mysteriously’ vanished.
Oh, and apparently my animagus form is a rare winged unicorn, so something good came out of last night at least. God, I would kill for some aspirin right now…
Well, two days later and once again nobody can look at Snape or Draco without laughing their heads off, and if I ask it just sets them off again. Apparently, I was in enough control of my abilities to have some fun with those two even if I don’t remember it, wish somebody would tell me what exactly happened…
Still, apparently finding out your animagus form in the first place is the hard part and that’s over so now we just have to work on me accessing and using it, which apparently involves lots of meditation and use of certain herbs
I questioned them very closely about the herbs, getting caught out once was bad enough, I wasn’t going to do that again. Still, they insisted none of them were in anyway hallucinogenic or anything similar, they were merely meant to relax me and increase my concentration. My response to that was a somewhat disbelieving ‘right’ but they are the ones helping me, so I suppose I have to trust them. If they have lied though, I WILL find some way to get back at them.
Okay, you know that feeling when you have had a few pints, you not drunk but your starting to feel, hum, what’s the best word here? Relaxed, happy, somewhat loose?
Still, I am sure you know what I mean. Spent all day yesterday like that.
It was fun, and I am told my skin actually turned pale, well, paler I suppose when I was concentrating on the form I was supposed to become. It is a start at least.