Tura and Me

Author — Bridgeport

Disclaimer — Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. I'm just borrowing the characters for a while.

Genre — Crossover Harry Potter/ His Dark Materials

Rating — PG

Summary — All the witches and wizards have a daemon. Harry's daemon is a little different... like that's a surprise. He is Harry Potter after all.

Read this before you start this fanfiction! — This fanfiction is a cross-over between Harry Potter and the His Dark Materials series. In His Dark Materials all the people have a "Familiar" (they are called daemons in the books.) A daemon is a part of a person's soul that is not inside of you. Instead, the part of your soul is a the daemon. The daemon walks and talks to you.

The shape a daemon takes is connected to a person's personality. If you are kind your daemon might be a bunny, for instance. If you are sly your daemon might be a cat or a snake.

It is taboo to touch another person's daemon. You should only handle your daemon—no one elses.

Your daemon can talk back to you and to other people, too.

Check out the His Dark Materials series by Philip Pullman to learn more about daemons.

"I didn't think they'd be this angry," Harry mumbled to his companion. A small figure was curled in his lap. It was a soft, shaking bunny.

"I told you not to goad Dudley, Harry," the bunny said. "Now, we won't be able to go to the zoo with the rest of them."

"It's better that we don't go. We'd just be miserable," Harry muttered.

"Liar."

"Out, you! Out!" a voice said.

The door to the cupboard under the stairs was pulled open. Harry's Aunt Petunia stood there with a glare on her pinched features. She crossed her arms over her chest in a show of annoyance.

"I said 'Out,' Boy," Petunia said.

"I'm out, I'm out," Harry rushed. Harry's bunny-friend hopped off of his lap and followed Harry as he exited the cupboard.

"Will I be able to go to the zoo with you, Aunt Petunia?" Harry asked in a plaintive tone. "I won't be a bother."

His Aunt scowled. "You'll have to come with us. Mrs. Figg has broken her leg. She won't be able to watch you."

"Thank you, Aunt Petunia," Harry said.

"Now go on and shower. Vernon, Dudley and I are going to finish breakfast. You should be ready by then," she said.

Harry nodded. He headed upstairs with his Familiar, Tura, trailing after him like she usually did.

Aunt Petunia couldn't see his Familiar. Neither could his Uncle Vernon, his cousin Dudley or anyone else in the neighborhood. He figured that out a long time ago—and he knew that was a good thing.

If they could see Tura, then they could take him away.

"We've never gone to the zoo before," Harry said to his one and only friend as he entered the loo. "Do you think the other animals will see you?"

"I don't know," Tura said. "I hope not. They might be hungry."

"You don't need to worry," Harry said. He gave his Familiar a soothing scratch behind his floppy ears. "All you need to do is to stick close to me."

"Why don't you think your family can see me, Harry?" Tura said after a moment.

"I don't know," Harry answered.

"Do you think it's because of all the odd things we can do?" Tura asked.

Harry stepped into the shower. Tura turned into a golden retriever and hopped into the bathtub. "You mean… the 'unnatural things?'" Harry asked softly.

Tura nodded her head.

"Yes, I think so," Harry confided. "But let's not talk about it now. We're going to the zoo!"

"Yay!" Tura said.

The zoo was fantastic. Harry managed to get a knickerbocker glory ice-cream like his cousin, Dudley. His Aunt seemed to be in a good mood, so Harry asked her for one with the most pathetic smile he could muster.

After the knickerbocker glory, Harry decided to separate from his family for the day. He didn't want to ruin the good will between him and the Dursley's.

"I'll meet you at the entrance in an hour," Harry said.

"Fine," Aunt Petunia said with a sniff of disdain.

Harry checked out the monkeys, the giraffes and the elephants among other animals.

He avoided the reptile house.

"Today was a great day," Harry said to Tura hours later. They were in the cupboard under the stairs and were prepared to go to sleep.

"It was," Tura agreed. "And the animals... they could see me."

"Yeah," Harry said in a low voice. "They could."

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