Stray

Title: scared-E-cat

Author: MoonKat
Fandom: Harry Potter/BTVS
Pairing: ???
Summary: Meow? Hiss? Mew? After a spell that Willow and her coven did that’s all Xander could say. Placed in a new environment what’s he to do? And who are the smiling twins? What is with the robes? Who's the green eyed boy? What is a Hogwarts? Fur covered and winged, Xander is confused, angry, and ready to yell at Willow. Slash and other.
Disclaimer: DON’T OWN ANYTHING SEEN HERE! NO MONEY MADE! DON’T OWN!
Author notes & Warnings: might have Female/Female or Male/Male. I have No Beta. Be afraid, I’m a moody scatter brained nut of a girl. ^_- My mood affects my writing. I warn you it could get scary . . .And maybe a little out of order.

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“Merrrow?” Was what Hagrid the half giant of Hogwarts and Harry Potter boy-who-lived heard from the cute winged coal colored kitten . . . Xander on the other hand was babbling in and out of his cute fuzzy little head. Things like ‘What the?’, ‘Oh, shit!’, ‘I’m dreaming, wake up Xander!’, ‘Why does the universe hate me?!’ and his current favorite ‘What did I do to deserve this?!!’. Xander was not a happy camper. In fact he was the unhappiest of unhappy campers. When the big man leaned toward him Xander bolted across the table and jumped onto a close by shelf. The kid Harry is fine and Xander could see himself staying with him till Willow and the others find him, but the big man looks like he could crush Xander with a sneeze. And that was not the way Xander planned on dies!!! He could just imagine the epitaph written for such a death, Xander also vaguely wondered if his friends would have to bury him in a pets cemetery?! Xander was running for an exit when a wall of flesh known as the giants hand blocked his path, scuttled back Xander nearly fell off the worn wooden counter top.

“Merrrrrrow! Hissss! Meow!” ~Don’t eat me! I’m all fur and bones! Probably taste like old shoes!~

Hagrid chuckled as he picked up the kitten by it’s little scruff, it was smaller then his palm, his fingers the size of its little head. “Thar, thar little fella. No need ta worry, Hagrid would neveh hurt you . . .”

Xander twitched one of his fluffy floppy kitty ears and unconsciously leaned into the big hand that was petting him. ~For such a big guy he’s surprisingly gentle.~ Tilting his head up into the scratching finger, Xander purred. Tilting his small head Xander made sure that finger scratched behind his ears, and when the petting stopped Xander pawed at Hagrid’s knuckles. Letting his claws graze the skin but not cut, like a threat ‘Pet me or else!!’~What are you stopping for? I have an itch behind my ears, it’s driving me crazy!! Less holdy more scratchy!!~ “Meow! Mrrrrooooow! Purrrrr-mewl!”

“He’s great isn’t he?” Harry said with a slight smile.

“`E is! Prettiest little t`ing I’ve ever seen. But what is `e `Arry?” Hagrid asked as he handed the small winged kitty back to the green eyed boy.

Harry blinked. “You don’t know?”

Hagrid shook his head. “The only t`ing that I can think of `Arry is da Wishtakuh . . . or maybe the Boraka . . .Ootaeliva, ma`be? . . .But nonah bem are like this little critter. Wishtakuh are fish-mammals, da have wings like this one . . . but yur kitty don’t have gills. Boraka are dogs only. And da Ootaeliva are long dead, they was hunted ta extinction. Been gone ur de last five hundred er so years. ” Then Hagrid shook his head. “You’re gonna `ave to look `im up in the library `Arry. Where’d `E come from?”

“The twins. I think they made him, or transported him here. It can’t be too hard to find something on Wing. Bet Hermione can find something!”

Hagrid nodded. “That girl can fin` anything! That `Ermione!” Said Hagrid as he went to get his large coat and put it on. “Well `Arry I have to go check on the magical creatures fer my next class! Mini Japanese Grey Horn dragons get feisty when thar not fed and full. Want to see um `Arry? Thar adorable!”

A little worried about what he would find if he went with Hagrid, Harry declined, he needed to find his friends anyway. Hagrid’s face drooped a bit, the disappointment he caused made Harry squirm.“Well you can come an` take a peek? A little look see . . .” Hagrid said with a little pout in his gravely voice, he really wanted to show off his sweet little pets.

‘*Shrug* What the hell, just a peek.’ Thinking about that Harry nodded, if only to make Hagrid happy. “I guess I can take a little peek. Can’t hurt.” Harry didn’t notice the small kitten in his arms look at him like he was nutz.

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As they made their way to the barn behind the big man’s home, Xander tensed. He could smell the strong scent of dragon, the brimstone was wafting in the air. Xander took in tiny huffs of air, his heart speeding up. He never liked facing dragons, they are a bitch to kill, but as a cat he seem to like them even less. Animal instinct. When the barn door opened Xander dug his little claws into Harry’s robe, little hisses leaving his open mouth.

Two dozen little dragons the size of Xander’s current form were hopping around, winging to and fro, burning hay, and fighting tooth and claw. Almost like cats except these guy’s have fire! Wide eyed Xander crouched down and growled, tail bushed out and hackles raised. The little flyer’s were everywhere!

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Harry stared at the mini dragons, an amused look on his face. “I can hear them talking to each other . . . little words here and there. Do you know they think of you as the big bush that feeds them?”

Pulling a large barrel full of chopped up bits of meat, Hagrid started spreading it about. “That so? Ha ha! Thar wonda-ful aren’t they `Arry?”

The tiny blue, green, red, and brown colored creatures seemed harmless as they tackled each other, blew little spit ball sized flames around, and tossed their food about. The little dragons were all over, climbing on walls and jumping off and taking flight. “How do you keep them in here?”

“Professor McGonagall put a shield around da barn, I didn’t `ave the heart ta put dem in cages. Tomorrow everyone will learn how ta groom the dragons, and yur class `Arry will take dem out fer a flight!” Said Hagrid absentmindedly as he petted one of the little dragons that landed on his shoulder. The little red purred and its wings vibrated with its pleasure, golden eyes half lidded and forked tongue flicking out.

Harry was about to ask something else when one of the little dragons blew a fire ball near him startling Wing. Harry gasped when his kitten jumped out of his arms, zig zagged through the packs of mini lizards, and out a barn window. Running out of the barn Harry looked wildly for Wing. His kitten was gone. Running to the lake Harry called out for his cat, hoping to find the little thing before something happened to him! He couldn’t lose his little kitten so soon! He just got him!! Harry felt wetness gather in his eyes, where is my cat?!

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~ Running for ones life! Again! I wonder if I could put it on my next job application? I’m pretty damn good at it!~ Jumping over a root that he would have easily walked over before, Xander ran along the tree line. Jumping out of a bush and past a path Xander was only vaguely aware that he had scared two kids making out. Xander snorted. ~That girl’s hair is thicker then the bush I jumped out of!~

Climbing over a log Xander partially wandered why he was running, but at the moment fear was clouding most of his thoughts. Just the words ‘Run, run, run, run, run, now!!’ echoed in his head. Xander the cat didn’t like dragons and right now everything in him was saying to get away, get away fast! Far away! Turning into the forest Xander ducked into a hollow tree. Taking in puffs of air Xander’s little furry chest moved fast, eyes still wide and wild, body twitchy.

After a moment or two Xander calmed, then a little frown graced his tiny furred face. Seems as a cat he scared quite easily. Or made his fears as a human are amplified, making him a whole shit loud more wary. Still weary from the run Xander crept slowly out of his hole, ears back and body ready to bolt. Staying close to the bushes Xander found two men picking plants. An older man and a younger one. The older man was all dark and willowy, long pale face, stingy hair, and hooked nose. From his hiding spot in the grass Xander watched the man gently pick at the greenery with long graceful fingers, his black eyes intent on his task. The man looked mean but his features are quite nice. And when he did speak his voice is soft and deep.

The other man is young, blond, and grey eyed. He is talking a mile a minute to the older man as he absentmindedly picked plants. Sharp smooth face, long slicked back hair, and a sneer that reminded Xander of the vampire Spike. The blond looked no older then Harry and it seemed Harry is the subject of the blonds hand waving and loud talking. ~The pretty blond is head over heels in love . . . Cute.~

“Yesterday Potter bumped into me and do you know what he said?! SORRY! SORRY! Can you believe it? He said SORRY!!”

The dark one rolled his eyes. “Oh, dear, what horrible language? You’ll be scarred for life, godson. I pity your mental state . . .”

The blond glared and tossed a mushroom at his godfather. “ It’s not about him saying sorry, Sev. I shot some of my best barbs and he didn’t bite! The weasel turned all red and blotchy like an over-ripe tomato and the mudblood huffed and puffed up like an overexcited poodle, but Potter just stood there!!! Then he walked away! HE walked AWAY!! WALKED AWAY FROM ME!! ME!!”

“The point, Draco?”

Draco sighed wistfully. “I like fighting with Har-Potter. His eyes turn into a fiery emerald green storm, and he flushes a pretty red color like mother’s specialty made magical roses. It’s fun.”

The dark one named Sev snorted. “Spare me, Draco, of your awkward and unsuccessful tales of wooing the young Potter brat. Pulling ones metaphorical pigtails only works when you are six, I believe you’re ten years over. And your mother’s roses change many colors, the camellia-nikita roses are also poisonous . . . maybe you should choose something else to compare Potter too?”

Draco huffed. “Not what I’m trying to do! Potter only pays attention when troubles about, I have to cause it for him to mind me. What else should I do, go up to him and kiss him? In front of bushy-head and weasel? He’d die of embarrassment and never want to talk to me again, and I would die from being emotionally snubbed!!” Draco said as he waved his hands about then tossed his basket on the floor and left the clearing.

Gathering both baskets up Severus followed the blond. “Always so dramatic, hardly slytherin behavior.”

Shuffling Xander decided to follow them back to the school. He felt a little bad for ditching Harry, besides how is he alone supposed to find a way back home? He needed to find Harry, the kid is kind of his friend, he’s also the only person Xander knows. There could be kitty poker here! Xander never liked the game, he would like it even less as a game piece!

Xander followed a ways behind the two men, bush to bush and tree to tree. He didn’t know the men and didn’t know how well they liked cats. Better safe then sorry. ‘Man, I’m a real scared-E-cat!’ Xander grumbled to himself.

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Moonkat: Next chapter Xan's going to meet Draco! Then Harry and Draco are going to have a fight over Xan! Then there will be bitting and growling for the next chapter! Maybe they might even find out what Xander is!!

Review! I like to hear from my readers! ^_^ Any cat people out there with a funny cat story I can put in this one? Its been a long while since I had a cat myself, my cat Tuesday dies ten year ago of old age. Well old age and one dog fight too many. She was an outside cat so not to many cute tame inside memories . . . my cat liked to fight dogs, kill thing, and hiss at strangers . . . I don't think that is something kitten Xander would do, not as a cute helpless kitten. ^_^