Harry was in pain, he couldn't move, not open his eyes, but he was in agony... He could feel his body changing, he could tell he was becoming something different, but he didn't know what. His body spasmed, and his eyes opened, he still couldn't move but he could scream. A long, low, pained scream left his lips, making his people wince. Severus had to help hold Sirius and Remus back, Percy helping as well. Magic couldn't be used in the same room as someone going through an inheritance. Harry's back ripped open, and black wings burst out, his wings were feathered, and had specks of red throughout. They were covered in blood and sinew, but everyone could tell that they were beautiful. His scars had disappeared, including the lightning scar, and he looked much better. Everyone waited with bated breath as he finally stopped screaming. Harry sat bolt upright, his eyes glowing slightly, before growling softly, and grabbing Draco. "Mate." Was the only thing to leave his lips, but for everyone that was more than enough, he was alive, and no one, was upset with that.
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A revival of the Slytherin instincts
FanfictionThe war was over, it had been over for days. Finally Harry could end it all. The people he thought cared for him had been using him. The love of his life had been keeping him from his mates. Thanks to the love potions Ginny had given him, he was una...
