Harry and Y/N Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

CHAPTER 1: ANIMAGUS

It was a stormy night at the burrow where Y/N Potter was holding a vial of potion he had worked on all summer.

He found the potion in a book in flourish and blots and wrote down everything about the potion and steps for what he needed, and spent the remainder of the time between the start of the summer and this point working.

"Amato, Animo, Animato, Animagus." He said after drinking the potion. A bolt of lightning struck and an image of a lion appeared in Y/N's mind. He then passed out.

Harry grabbed his brother and, with Ron's help, brought him in.

The other Weasleys saw the unconscious Y/N and were flabbergasted. "I wasn't expecting to see old Y/N down for the count." Fred said. The others agreed.

Y/N woke up in his room the next morning. His room was conjured next to Ron's for his hand at killing the basilisk, so he didn't have to share with Ron anymore.

Y/N's room had a wardrobe that came with an undetectable extension charm in the draws that allowed him to store many of the items he bought from Fred and George's shop. In the large part was a display mount shaped like him with his new robes.

These robes had protective padding on the left arm and legs within the robes, a leather vest, loops on the left hip and behind the right shoulder, and the right arm was left bare. To make up for it, a single protective glove was given to Y/N. The robes were crimson and gold with the Gryffindor insignia on the back. His quidditch pads were part of the robes as well.

On the desk was an aquarium that had his wand in it. Inside the desk was a feather and a bottle of ink as well as multiple pieces of parchment.

On the far wall was multiple swords that Y/N summoned over the years. Neville's whip sword, Seamus' fire sword, Fred and George's twin swords, Ron's two handed sword with the hand guard, Harry's sword, Ginny's sword, Dumbledore's phoenix sword, Mcgonagall's sword, Malfoy's cane sword, and the sword of hogwarts that Dumbledore gave him last year.

Y/N had Hermione's saber on his night stand and the sword of Gryffindor above the head rest of his bed

Y/N also had a trophy case, in it was Professor Quirrell's turban from his first year and the basilisk fang that was used on Tom Riddle's diary from his second year.

As he recovered, Y/N could hear Hermione, she was frantic about him passing out and scolded him for not being careful. After she finished, Y/N apologized to her and told her that he didn't count on passing out after the ritual was done.

Hermione eventually calmed down and left the matter be. It will be fascinating to see what animal you become." "I knew you would come around."

Y/N went down stairs and saw Harry and the Weasley family. "Y/N Potter, why did you pass out on top of the roof? If it weren't for your physical conditioning, you could have been seriously hurt." Molly said, scolding him.

"I don't know, everyone else who did it didn't pass out. I wasn't expecting that to happen." Y/N said. "Well as long as you are alright, no harm done. Now come get some breakfast, and no turning into your new form until you get to Hogwarts." Molly said.

Y/N took his place next to Harry and began to eat as much as he could. Errol came in with a copy of the Daily prophet not long after.

"Can I do the word find puzzle after your done?" Y/N asked. Y/N loved doing word find puzzles. He enjoyed the mind exercise and it kept him from pounding Percy into the ground, at least for the time being.

Molly nodded her head and read the paper, looking for new recipes to try. She then saw something that she didn't expect to see. "Author, I need to talk to you in private." She said. He nodded and everyone else went back to eating.

After breakfast, Harry and the younger Weasleys were in the yard on broomsticks. Y/N and Ginny were throwing balls at goal posts and Ron was blocking them. Fred and George were hitting a ball between each other. Harry was practicing his reflexes by catching baseballs that were being shot out from a tennis ball shooter Author had.

It wasn't long before Mrs. Weasley called them in for lunch. After lunch she gave Y/N the word find puzzle. While he did that, the others occupying their own time.

Eventually Molly called everyone back and served dinner. After dinner was a cake. It didn't dawn on Y/N that it was his and Harry's 13th birthday until they saw it.

The two wrapped an arm on each other's shoulder and blew the candles out together, and with a laugh. Everyone then had cake.

This was a typical day at the Weasley household without Y/N and Percy trying to kill each other, but it was a good day, especially since they were in Egypt not long ago.

Y/N studied the Egyptian language and symbols for Hermione while enjoying himself. The money was from a lottery that Mr. Weasley entered for the fun of it. The rest went to a replacement wand for Ron.

Ginny and Harry were getting ready for bed when she mentioned something that was bothering her all day. "Harry, what do you think Mum wanted to talk to Dad about?" She asked.

"I don't know, I'm just as stumped as you, Ginny." Harry said. "I'm sure it's nothing." "I wouldn't count on that, remember the last two years at Hogwarts?" "Just a coincidence, Harry, and I don't have to think about it too hard. Y/N has trophies from them." "I'm amazed he didn't take Quirrell's wand, or Lockhart's for that matter." Ginny nodded in agreement. The two snuggled together in the bed.

Ron was amazed by what he learned, not the lessons at Hogwarts, but his most hated enemy was a victim of abuse. He figured Lucius for a git, but he wasn't expecting Draco to be a decent guy, or Crabbe for that matter. Y/N told him what Malfoy said to him on the train, but he wasn't convinced. He and Harry had to look like the two of them, and Ron would have puked if it was permanent.

When Ron asked his dad about it, Author told him not to worry about it, and that Lucius will get what's coming to him soon enough. Ron was grateful to have his room back, but he was more confused than anything. He went to sleep and decided to ask him about it the next time he saw him.