A cat at hogwarts

Four

Umm please tell me what you think not just comment saying please update! I love to hear what you actually think about little things also you know!!! And above is his form I was originally going to have a Egyptian mau as his form but I changed my mind and now he's a Russian blue so I'm going back and changing it in former chapters but just a heads up for my confused readers lol
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-le allmost two year time skip-

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In the time Harry had been with fury, everything had been amazing. He had learned so many things from him, and he was now decent at feline magic. He could now turn into his cat form! This was really exciting. His form was a beautiful Russian blue  cat. Small and unnasuming, but deadly none the less.

It felt better, more natural than human form. Probably since it is his true form.

Also he had spent a lot of time in knockturn alley. Everyone thinks it's a place for dark wizards, but really it's for the creatures of the wizarding world.

Banshees, werewolves, vampires, nymphs, fae, lesser demons and many many more.

He laughed thinking about the lesser demon.  They stuttered and bowed around him. They should.  knowing  their rank is far, far lower than his.

He had deceloped a reputation. He was powerful, powerful and deadly. Riding through on the back of his enormous cat like he owned the place. He basicly did anyway.
 

He could do crazy magic. Such as perform the crucio curse with his eyes. He was also often seen drinking from a crystal goblet, full of shining silver liquid. No one knew what it was, but many had seen him make it. He would hold out his hand and grow a small tree! About a foot tall. He would them pluck off a silver fruit about the size of a lemon, squeeze it into his goblet, and pulverize the tree with a swirl of magic, leaving behind silver glitter scattering the ground. 

No one knew what he was capable of

All the resuraunts knew to stock exotic fruits and fish for him. Even the vampire bars welcomed him. Even they  could recognize a creature of power.

He dressed entirely in pitch black capes, sometimes with red or silver edging. They would flow and billow around him. And he wore his hair long, long and black, braided in a fishtail braid down his back or sometimes just loose.

And his eyes, piercing silver eyes, they could strike fear into anyone just from his intense gaze

No one dared to bother  him.