In this short fanfiction you are a female, your pronouns are she/her, you are 5'5, Sirius is 5'11, Remus is 6'0, James is 6'2, Peter is 5'9. The Marauders and you are in Year 5. Your animagus is a female lion. The lion ages with you, so the older you get, the larger and older the lion you transform into gets. It's now Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Goldfur and Prongs. You are "Goldfur." Almost forgot, you are a Gryffindor in this story. Possible triggers: mental illnessThis takes place in a semi-modern setting. No phones and stuff, but modern style in clothing.
y/n = your name
y/l/n = your last name
y/f/n = your first name
y/m/n = your middle name
h/c = hair color
h/l = hair length
e/c = eye color
s/c = skin color/toney/n pov
The large, open, full, excited hall. Crowds of friends huddle together, forcing you to have to squeeze painfully between groups. You feel a hand grab your shoulder and yank you to the side, you screech for a moment, confused, ripping out your wand and spinning to face your attacker. You find a terrified Peter Pettigrew at your wands tip. Your face drops in disapointment.
"y/n!" Peter steps aside and lets you run into Remus' arms. Remus smiles. "James got stuck rounding up first years and Sirius got lost in the crowd, we'll see him in the common room after the sorting if we don't find him before then." His forever messy light brown hair was- of course- a mess, his white blous has a small tear in one sleeve and his gryffindor tie wasn't tied.
"Remus, you still couldn't tye it properly?" You ask, fussing over his tie, which was layed across his shoulders and hanging. Your s/c hands skimmed over his chest as you tied together the tie properly, Remus whined about it the entire time.
As the sorting completed, you, Remus and Peter ran ahead of the first years, bursting into the common room first. Sirius was on the couch, his blouse unbottoned and his curly black hair longer then you remember. His eyes sparkled when he saw you enter. "y/n! Remus! Peter!" He bolted over and wrapped Remus in a tight hug, then hugged Peter, but when he came to you, he got a little awkward, but still hugged you. "I can't beleive we're back. Narcissa and Ballatrix got stuck with me and Regulus all summer. Bellatrix blew up Regulus' room and Narcissa ended up spending all summer teaching me how to get better with animagus." He smiles ecstatically and his hair starts growing, as he grows awkwardly, his clothes fade into fur and his face grows longer and shapes into a long snout. Before you know it, a large black dog is standing in front of you.
You smirk and joyfully leap forward, as if to front roll, but by the time you land, you are a lion. A medium sized, warm golden fur covering your entire body. Your e/c eyes stare straight into Sirius' just as Pettigrew transformsinto a rat, the portrait swings open, James runs in followed by a bunch of laughing first years. The new gryffindors freeze upon seeing a lion, a giant black dog, and a rat standing in the middle of the room. Remus flops on a couch, Serius and I jump up as well, both sitting and looking as if we would kill to protect Remus, Pettigrew scurries under the couch.
"Watch your steps, young Gryffindors, for this man, Remus Lupin, is protected by the most dangerous animals known to wizard-kind." Remus is obviously trying not to laugh as a first year bolts over and starts scratching behind Sirious' ear, Sirius melts a little but catches himself and barks loudly, baring his fangs. I leap of the couch silently and walk through the crowd, sniffing everyone to make it look like I'm making sure they're good, every once in a while I growled a little at one, a few went running for the dorms.
My fur suddenly shivers as I feel James transforming into a stag around the corner. He comes out and Remus stands up, climbing onto the back of the stag. The stag rears up and runs out the portrait, the door closing behind them. I leap above the fire place, I hang my tail down the ledge and fake sleeping until all the first years have left the room, I leap down and detransform, Sirius is human again a moment later, both of us get fur out of out mouths. "blegh."
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Harry Potter Short Stories
FanfictionA collection of hand written short stories that I either want to happen, my version of what happened, or how something should have gone. Please enjoy these tales and share your thoughts through the comment section! Oh also, Marauders stories might b...