Furry Magic

Title: Furry Magic, chapter 41

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Sybil picked up the frail luminescent vial and rolled it in her hands, warming the thick liquid inside. It was the blood concentrate she had made from the blood soaked towel. It was strong, enhanced with all the magic she could generate, and only a few drops would yield enough for her polyjuice potion.

She turned to eye the sleeping woman stretched out on her bed. Long and round limbed, sensuously feminine, and exuding a strong sexual allure, something Sybil, while not being precisely unattractive, had never had. Blatant sex appeal. Adding this woman\'s blood to the potion was a good idea. One of her best lately. She allowed herself a hideous smile. Fondling the vial as she contemplated the next part of her new plan.

The blood from the woman, Andromeda, would serve to further concentrate the potion, and there would be enough to change the two of them. Sybil would have a companion in her search for more prey. And for Draco. That sniveling brat had been the reason her initial plans had failed so badly. He had to pay for that. Andromeda, being of the Malfoy family, could give her access Sybil herself didn\'t have a hope of getting. She smiled again. This would work out for the better, perhaps.

Trelawny patiently titrated a fraction of the concentrate into her gently bubbling cauldron. She stirred the mixture mentally counting the the time off, careful to keep the motions smooth and even, at the proper speed, so as not to froth the mixture. She had done this so many times, it had become almost second nature to her, she knew the instant it was time to add Andromeda\'s contribution.

Drop by drop she added the fresh blood. Inhaling the resulting potion after each minute addition, until it brimmed with the scent of perfection. The potion was perfect, yes, and exquisite, the scent without flaw, she sniffed, grinned. The curl of steam rising from the finished brew was heady, and Sybil inhaled it deep into her lungs as she dipped into the mass in the bottom of the cauldron and divided it into two portions. She drank her own as she walked from the cauldron to Andromeda. A hard swallow and it was down, working it\'s anticipated magic.

A quick incantation, and Andromeda was awake and compelled to drink from the glass Sybil held, two quick gulps for her, one gagging moment, and it was down, then Andromeda collapsed back onto the bed, retching. A moment later she started to convulse as Professor Trelawny, in the midst of her own transformation, watched with satisfaction. What a truly fantastic physique, larger than before, sleeker, more agile. Ah, it was perfect, so perfect.


The kittens were outdoors, all in were-leopard form, cavorting in the tall grass, chasing each other and taking advantage of a chance to run full out. Harry, at first embarrassed by the idea of running around and playing like a little kid, was completely drawn into the games after a few minutes.

Between the kittens and the woods Yaji, Mantheer, and other guardians roamed to prevent any secret approach and attack on the kittens.

Dumbledore had reluctantly sent word of another attack on the campus of Hogwarts. Fatal, as were all except the one on Harry. The Ministry of Magic sent aurors to watch the grounds, but came up with nothing substantial so far. Their presence at least seemed to have stopped any further attacks. The one bit of news sent was one Lucius had puzzled out for himself long ago. The creature was not natural, it was an abomination of dark magic.

There were no sightings of the attacker, no witnesses, and the locale of the crime itself was so torn up that there was little information to be gleaned from it. Dumbledore himself had gone to the area and scanned it magically, without result. They had no way of tracking it. The frenzy was even more brutal and catastrophic than it had been before. The child had to be identified by means of magic, because a visual determination had been impossible.

Lucius had made it clear none of the kittens were returning to Hogwarts at this time. And grumbling, Dumbledore had at last agreed that the precautions wise and that they were apparently still necessary.

So, none of the kittens were allowed outside without escort. And all pride members were told to travel in pairs or better yet in groups until the assailant was found.

The kittens had for the most part behaved well, and now were outside to work of some of the energy that had been bottled up by their forced enclosure in the Manor. Lucius had finally agreed to the furlough when he\'d come across the kittens holding races in the basement halls. They\'d run into him, tumbling with him to the ground and rolling in a heap down the hall.

The kittens involved, Troy, Fred and George Weasley had been mortified over having knocked their king on his butt, but Lucius had just laughed and told them he\'d send them outside with the guardians before they broke his, or someone else\'s neck.

Now they were playing, even Harry. Lucius, looking down from his window saw the twitching behind of his chosen, topped by a long tail fairly quivering with delight, as he dashed around in circles. A remarkably tantalizing sight. He contemplated the joy of putting his hands on those delectable flanks later.

Lucius thought that he himself could use a good run. He was debating the advisability of it when he saw a flash of light in the middle of the group of kittens, an instant before he felt the apparating spell. It was not possible! The wards should have prevented every one from entering or exiting without permission.

\"Oh, shit. Ghod cursed, shit.\" He growled out, rage filling him, gaining his feet and thrusting the window open. He leaped out of the third floor window, changing in midair and hit the ground running flat out.

Two beasts were in the midst of his kittens, reaching out with clawed hands. They scattered taking off for the house and away from the horrors grabbing for them. All except Draco who was human, and could not change, he wasn\'t fast enough, and the monsters were closing on him.

Then Harry turned and looked back, saw Draco and the distant guardians making for his friend, They were too far away. He was not. Harry whirled and rushed back to Draco\'s defense. His move alerted the other kittens, and they all turned as one and followed him. Lucius didn\'t know whether to applaud their bravery, or scream at them for being foolhardy. He lowered his head, stretched out his neck and put on an extra burst of speed.

Lucius heard the thud as Potter landed on the back of one of the monsters, unbalancing it enough to stop the swat aimed at Draco.The massive clawed paw on Draco flashed up and over head, drawing back for a probably fatal blow. Less than a second later there were two more thuds, as Yaji and Mantheer arrived, snarling and fighting ferociously. The other guardians were heading the remaining kittens off, herding them away from the fracas as Lucius hit the growling snarling group around his son.

Draco was on the ground, face up, scrambling to put distance between himself and the slashing claws trying to hold onto him. Lucius had the impression of mismatched features, and long silvery blond hair, the exact color of his own,...or his sister\'s. And magnificent breasts that he\'d only seen on one woman before, now they graced both monsters. In a flash he knew one of these deformed creatures was his sister. Horribly changed, but it was Andromeda. Only...both creatures looked exactly the same, smelled horribly the same, long, shiny hair flying around their naked bodies, the stench rising like a choking miasma, as he tore into them, blood and flesh flying in hard, little, greasy gobbets.

Mantheer and Yaji were like men possessed, battling the hulking creatures, taller even than the towering Mantheer, tearing out great chunks. Lucius heard the long, howling cry of his second just before Amrys smashed into the group. One of the creatures gasped, letting out a garbled snarl, and once more light flashed and the two monsters were gone. Leaving behind their stink and bloody bits littering the trampled grasses.

Draco was curled on the ground, gashes sliced through his clothing and into his flesh, Mantheer and Yaji crouched threateningly over him, growling. Baring teeth at anyone who moved.

Lucius transformed to human and strode to them. He went to his knees turning Draco gently to examine him. His thighs were clawed deeply. His chest less so, it was apparent from the injuries the attack had been directed at his belly, which he\'d managed to protect. At his belly, and perhaps, probably at the unborn heir. Lucius was positive now, that one of the beasts had to be Andromeda, the attack on Draco and the child he was carrying was proof.

Gently, Mantheer lifted Draco, the boy moaned in pain. He had to be seen to quickly, the bleeding stopped, and the Potion\'s Master, Snape sent for to check on the wellbeing of the heir.

Lucius grabbed Harry by the scruff, and swung him up in his arms. enough time later to impress upon him the wonderful foolishness of his heroic act, which had likely saved Draco\'s life.

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