This is based on Supernatural, Season 8 episode 15, basically Joey is a witch and you, are his familiar, meaning you are both a human and an animal to put it plainly. And if you watch supernatural I don't know how familiars choose their master's so haha, this is how I think it goes down.

                                                                               *Your POV*

                         My name is Y/n L/n. I am a familiar, although I am not someones familiar just yet. I've been waiting for so long to find my master. I feel so empty without one.

But, I feel like my soon to be master is near.

This weekend all the witches in LA without familiars are meeting with us familiars to find who their true forever familiar is.

Let me tell you what I look like in my human form.

My hair is h/l, its a beautiful h/c.

My skin is sk/c.

Im [height] feet tall.

I have the most e/c'est eyes ever, they are so mesmerizing...or so I've been told.

In my animal form....well...

I'm a dog.

An Australian Shepard to be exact.

I enjoy being a dog, I do. But it gets lonely.

I see many familiars in LA with their master...happy.

But...this weekend I will find them.

                                                              *Saturday night...the meeting place*

I turn into my dog form, and walk through a wall...only familiars and witches can walk through.

I look around. There are so many witches.

30 at the most, many familiars.

I look at all the master's, smelling them. But none of them connect to me like they should.

I was about to leave when I smell something different.

They smell...alluring.

I sniff out the smell, following it. 

At the end of the trail I'm met face to face with a man with short blonde hair, tall, lots of scruff, icy blue eyes that could make you drown in them, strong jaw, hooked noes, fit. He wears a black suit. 

He looks in him early to late 20's at the most.

He stares down at me.

I tense up and turn human.

He look still looks down at me, I go to shake his hand and when we touch...I see our future.

Me, his familiar, him my master. Together forever.

I let go and smile at him.

"Master, my name is Y/n." I look at him, he smirks and then grins from ear to ear.

"My name is Joey, and you must be my familiar."

He looks me up and down, staring at my skin tight black dress, that is low cut in the front.

"Well, shall we get out of here and get to know each other Y/n?" He smiles at me and holds out his hand.

I take it without hesitation. He is my master, even though we just met, I feel like I've known him for a lifetime.

"Let's." I reply.

                                                                             *2 years later*

I've been Joey's familiar for almost 3 years tomorrow.

I've been wanting to tell him for so long that I think of him more then a master, but...it's forbidden to be in a relationship with your familiar.

But it hurts to see him being broken by these other women.

The pain he suffers.

I could treat him right, I know him better then he know himself.

I need to talk to you when you get home master. I tell him telepathically.

I'll be home soon Y/n, I just need to take care of some things first. See you soon. 

I smile to myself.

                                                     *When Joey get's home*

"Y/n, I'm home." He shouts from the livingroom. 

With me being his familiar, I have to be there for him and protect him at all costs.

I walk to the livingroom and sit on the comfy couch, patting the spot next to me, telling him to sit.

"Master, I need to talk to you about something important." I clear my throat and smooth down my flowing thigh length black dress.

He crosses his legs and speaks.

"Go on Y/n."

I straighten my shoulders and with confidence, I tell him how I feel.

"Master, I love you. I think this stupid rule about not to be with your familiar romantically is dumb. I love you, and it hurts me to see all these women break your heart. I know you more then you do, I know what you need." I breathe a sigh of relief from getting that off my chest.

He nods his head thinking.

I look into his thoughts and to my surprise....he was thinking about kissing me, having children with me. Being happy.

I take his hand in mine and kiss him.

We kiss for what seems like hours, then he pulls away.

"I know this is forbidden, but frankly, I don't give a damn. I love you, and they can't stop that."

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓔𝓷𝓭...

The End.....