Harry Potter and a Series of TRANS-formations (Undergoing Edits)

The Rescue Part 1

Ok this is a big update partly because I got wrapped up writing it. I'm debating pairings. I'm a big Drarry fan but I also like Fredxharryxgeorge too

The day of the girls' birthday dawns with Kim in her owl form resting against her best friend/sister. As Helena stirred to find the owl on her pillow she sighs. Slipping out of bed she goes down to the kitchen to find her mother.

"Oh good morning dear. Happy Birthday," she says.

The next second a ruffled looking Kim dashes in panting. Her wild eyes match her hair. Her nightgown clearly wrinkled as she looks to her family.

"Harry! House elf! Pudding! Bars," Kim exclaims panting.

"Kim, take a seat and a deep breath," Marie Solomon instructs in a clear calm voice. "I take it you had a vision?"

A cup of tea is placed in front of the disheveled birthday girl followed by a plate.

"Now from the top. What about young Harry," Mr. Solomon asks setting his paper down.

"It was weird like the other dreams where it played out like a movie and I was watching it some how," Kim says remembering.

"LOCATION: No. Four Privet Drive –
Harry: But I haven't had any messages from any of my friends... not one... all summer.
Dudley: Who'd want to be friends with you?
Uncle Vernon: I should think you'd be a little more grateful. We've raised you since you were a baby, given you the food off our table, even let you have Dudley's second bedroom, purely out of the goodness of our hearts.
Aunt Petunia: Not now, Bopkins. For when the Masons arrive.
Uncle Vernon: Which should be any minute! Ahem...Now let's go over our schedule once again, shall we? Petunia when the Masons arrive you will be...?
Aunt Petunia: ...in the lounge, waiting to welcome them graciously into our home.
Uncle Vernon: Good! And- and Dudley, you will be...?
Dudley: I'll be waiting to open the door!
Uncle Vernon: Excellent! ...And you...?
Harry: I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending that I don't exist.
Uncle Vernon: Too right, you will. With any luck, this could well be the day I make the biggest deal of my career. And you will not mess it up!

(Ding-dong!)
Uncle Vernon: Mr. and Mrs. Mason! Do come in!
Dobby: Ha- ha- ha! Ha, ha! Ho, ho, ho! Ha, ha! Harry Potter! Such an honor it is!
Harry: Who are you?
Dobby: Dobby sir, Dobby the house elf.
Harry: Not to be to be rude or anything, but this isn't a great time for me to have a house elf in my bedroom.
Dobby: Oh, oh yes, sir! Dobby understands! It's just that, Dobby has come to tell you- it is difficult, sir- Dobby wonders where to begin?
Harry: Why don't you sit down?
Dobby: S-sit down? S-sit- sit down? Oh, oh, ho. Oh, ho, ho... Oh, ho, ho. Ohh, ho, hoo...
Harry: Dobby, ssh! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you, or anything.
Dobby: Offend Dobby? Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir, but never has he been asked to sit down by a wizard, like an equal.
Harry: You can't have met many decent wizards then.
Dobby: No, I haven't. That was an awful thing to say. Bad Dobby!
Harry: Stop, Dobby!
Dobby: Bad Dobby!
Harry: Dobby, shh!
Dobby: Baaad Dobby!
Harry: Dobby, please stop!

Uncle Vernon: Ohh, don't mind that! It's just the cat.

Dobby: Bad Dobby. Bad Dobby!
Harry: Stop! Stop, Dobby. Please be quiet! Are you all right?
Dobby: Dobby had to punish himself, sir. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family, sir.
Harry: Your family?
Dobby: The wizard family Dobby serves, sir. Dobby is bound to serve one family forever. If they ever knew Dobby was here...ooh... But Dobby had to come. Dobby has to protect Harry Potter- to warn him. Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year! There is a plot, a plot to make most terrible things happen.
Harry: What terrible things? Who's plotting them?
Dobby: Ooo... er... can't... say... argh...
Harry: Ok– I- understand. You can't- say.
Dobby: Don't make me talk, I— Errr...
Harry: Dobby! Dobby, put the lamp down.
Dobby: Bad Dobby.