~*~*Harry's POV*~*~

I stayed away for a whole week but potions was still as hard to get through as ever. Malfoy looked almost concerned about me. When I sat down he leaned towards me and asked if I was okay. My heart was racing out of my chest.

'No!' I wanted to cry out. 'No I'm not okay. I want you to hold me. Sing me to sleep. Treat me like I'm precious.'

I knew I couldn't though and I did my best to ignore him. It was so damn hard to do when his hand was right there. Always so close to me and yet so far. He hadn't tried to pull the sleeping stunt again and I was very glad about that. That didn't make being around him any easier.

In fact it made it that much harder. I lashed out at him when he tried to get me to focus. I fought back instead of ignoring him. I wasn't numb to fighting with him anymore and it was all because I couldn't control myself around him. It was like we were in third year all over again.

I even realized that Malfoy had stopped calling me Harry. Which honestly kinda hurt but I guess I was hurting him too. Either way I was desperately trying to get out of the situation I was in. I could no longer go to sleep without my teddy and my blanket. I was constantly scared someone would find me sucking my thumb. I wasn't normal and Malfoy brought that to the surface.

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"So are you ready for potions class?"

"Hermione, I wasn't ready for the day." I sighed.

"Come on mate, don't be like that."

"I'm paired up with Malfoy for potions. How am I supposed to be exactly, Ronald?" I asked and rolled my eyes.

Snape refused to let me change partners no matter how much I begged. I had a feeling that today was the day the camel's back finally broke. I sighed as we got to the classroom and walked inside. I huffed as I took a seat next to Malfoy because I was pretty much on the verge of throwing a tantrum.

It came as no surprise to anyone when Malfoy and I started arguing. He wasn't paying attention to the damn potion and added too many scales. I lost it completely and I hit him. I didn't think it was that hard but he hit over our cauldron. As a result I was doused with the botched potion.

I wanted to break down and cry like a baby. I felt my eyes tear up before everything went black. I opened my eyes again only to realize that everyone seemed so much bigger. Something was very very very wrong. I just knew that potion had done something bad to me.

I quickly scrambled to my four feet... Wait what? I looked down and noticed I had paws. There was a new panic rising in me now. I looked around quickly and saw something shiny enough to get a reflection off of. I needed to see what had happened to me. Why was everyone staring at me?

My eyes caught my reflection and my blood drained. I wanted to scream but instead I only managed to squeak out a frustrated meow. I was a fucking cat. A Cat! Of all the things I could have been it had to be a small little fucking kitten.

I snorted and hissed at my reflection, not too happy about it. I mean seriously a fucking cat!? I could have at least been something cooler like a Tiger or a Lion. Yes they are part of the feline family but at least they're better than a damn kitten.

This whole day had turned out to be one giant "fuck you". I wish I could say it was nothing new. Honestly my worst day hadn't even come close to this disaster. My resolve to be equally irritated every day was broken though. I finally decided to pay attention to the people standing around me.

I meowed and hissed angrily as someone reached for me then I swatted at their hand. I didn't care what anyone was thinking about me any more, I was not going to be manhandled by anyone. Even if it meant I'd remain like this forever or even if that person was my friend.

"What Is the Meaning of this?" Snape's voice traveled through the classroom echoing from the walls.

Of course he had to return to the class right now. This was his fucking fault for pairing me with Malfoy. I hissed at Malfoy and glared at him pretty much ready to pounce on him. They were both to blame for this fuck up. Not only them but everyone else.

"Something went wrong with our potion." Malfoy shrugged.

Snape pinched his nose and dismissed the class. I would have tried to make a run for it if I didn't think I might get trampled. Also if I wasn't being held in the air. I don't even know how but Snape got a hold of me when I wasn't looking.

Hermione and Ron didn't even stay behind and wait for me. Some fucking friends they were. Only Malfoy and Snape were still there. I couldn't believe that Malfoy was the one waiting behind. My anger towards him was slowly fading.

"Where did this cat come from?" Snape frowned and put me down.

"That's actually Potter, sir." Malfoy responded.

Snape frowned and knelt down in front of me. I backed away from him slowly with my tail between my legs. He reached his hand forward and I backed up more. I was uncertain about this whole thing and I wanted Draco.

"I won't hurt you. I'll let you know that I actually like cats." Snape said.

Draco crouched down next to Snape and held his hand out. I hesitantly moved closer to him. My eyes were stuck on Snape as I watched him stand and walk away. Draco didn't move except to look over his shoulder. I took the opportunity to grab whatever he had in his hand.

"It seems like he wants to trust you. I'll give you until dinner to gain his trust and I'll send an elf with food." Snape was talking to Draco but I was watching him.

I made a run for the door but it was shut in my face. It hurt really badly and I completely gave in. I started to cry and scratch at the door. I was honestly scared to be alone with Draco in this form. I was scared because he was so much bigger than me and I always lost control around him.

I was lifted up by my belly and set down on a higher surface. I looked around and watched as Draco laid his head on the desk next to me. I hesitated before walking towards him. I licked his nose as the memories from that day flooded my mind.

I laid down on my side as I watched him. I figured that if I stayed like this then he should know that I knew. I wanted to laugh at his frown but carried on. I closed my eyes and attempted to rub his head with my paw. I stopped moving when he moved and laid there like I was asleep.

A sudden jerk of the table made me jump down and back up. Was he mad? Did I do something wrong? I was just trying to tell him the truth. I backed up and watched his face. He didn't seem angry, just surprised. He laid down on the floor so we were at the same level and frowned slightly.

"Did you know I was faking that day?"

I nodded my head and slowly inched closer.

"And you didn't stop me sooner? Before I felt you up I mean. Is that why you missed so many classes?"

I paused and then nodded again. He sighed and held his hand out towards me slowly.

"I won't hurt you Harry. And I'm sorry for what I did. You seemed zoned out so I wanted to test your reaction to that."

I stopped just short of his hand. He didn't move it to try and catch me. He just laid there and waited. I eventually leaned into his hand but he still didn't move. I walked up to his face and nudged him. Had I somehow killed him?

Suddenly his arms closed me in and he nuzzled my fur. A loud pop made me jump and I ran into a corner. Draco sat up and addressed the house elf. Another loud pop told me it was gone. I was still too scared to leave my hiding place though.

"Harry. If you're hungry you have to come out." Draco's voice almost sounded hurt.

I slowly walked towards Draco looking around for anything else that might scare me. Draco was sitting cross legged on the floor watching me. Something told me that he had experience doing this and it made me upset. I walked over to him and looked at him. He moved to give me food but I backed away.

I wanted to sit in his lap. I hated that I couldn't tell him that. I hated that I felt this way but my little predicament was starting to make more sense to me. Kittens are essentially the baby versions of cats. I essentially act and feel like a toddler all the time but I'm able to hide it.

"Harry, you need to eat. Stop being stubborn." Draco attempted to feed me again but I hissed at him.

What couldn't he understand? I wanted to sit in his lap. I walked closer to him and nudged the tray. The damn thing was in my way. He lifted it and I climbed into his lap. I had never heard him laugh until that moment and it was actually nice.

He set the tray down in front of us and started to feed me. I was so much happier now so I didn't put up much of a fight. He petted my fur as he fed me and before I knew it I was passed out.

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