Voldie's Animagus?
By: Nikkii-Love706
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter….. If I did Harry would have had some boy on boy loving by now!
Warning: FLUFF! Boy X Boy = Don't like don't read!
"Talking."
'Thought-Harry.'
'Though-Voldemort.'
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[Fangirl POV]
Harry was lounging by the Black Lake under a weeping willow tree and was thinking rather hard on something. You may be asking what could Harry be thinking about? Or maybe, wow he looks hot when he thinks hard! And if you are thinking the former then we shall ignore you, even if it is true. Please insert dramatic fangirl sigh here. Now, if we were to enter Harry's head at this moment we would be seeing that Harry was thinking about Voldemort in a very strange way.
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[In Harry's Head – POV Undecided?]
'Merlin- I cant stop thinking about him! I just need to know now! GAH!' Harry glarred at the lake infront of him while he invisioned Voldemort transforming in to a little black bunny. The image that he imagined made him fall over and laugh holding his sides as if not to burst. 'Nope, his animagus is defiantly not a bunny. Hehe. Hm, maaaaybe a baby chick?' When that image came to his forefront he nearly died, he could barely breath from laughing.
'Alright- defiantly not a baby chick. A snake? No, that's not fun. A dog? Naw, he doesn't seem canine. A kitten?' When he thought of Voldemort's animagus being a kitten he couldn't help but picture a 17 year old Tom Riddle with adorable, white kitty ears, a fluffy tail, and black collar with a bell on it. The image was making him drool.
'OI. Potter stop daydreaming about me like that!' Harry was snapped out of his Voldie-kitty day dream, but a very familiar voice in his head. 'Voldemort? That you?' He asked quizically. He tilted his head to the side cutely, which made all of the Harry-Fangirls (and boys) squel, as he heard a chuckle ring threw his mind. 'Who else would it be? Elvis?' Harry giggled, 'Of course not, silly! Now since you are here maybe you can help me with something?' 'Alright,' he answered warily, 'What is it?' Harry clapped his hands, 'OK! What is your animagus?' There was a disbelieving laugh in his head, 'Seriousely? Like I would tell you. Ha!' Voldemort answered tauntingly. Harry couldn't help but pout, 'But…. But….. I wanna know, Voldie!' His whine was quickly followed by a vicious growl. 'No way! Especially now because you called me Voldie!' The dark lord basically spit the name. 'Pwetty pwease! Ill be your bast friend!' 'No.' Harry pouted even more, 'Come on, ill do whatever you want!' Harry begged. An evil chuckle rang out in his head, 'Anything you say?' Voldemort asked while thoughts of a naked Harry was dancing across his mind. 'Yupp, but you have to tell me your form first!' Harry happily said compeletly unaware of the dark lords perverted thoughts. Said dark lord snickered as he replyed, 'Im a panther cub.' 'Awww that's so adorable!' Harry cooed. The dark lord just smirked, 'Now meet me at the shreiking shack and I get my reward for telling you!' He demanded before cutting off the link.
Harry smiled as he stood and quickly made the journey to the shack. "A panther cub, huh? It so suits him." He said cheerfully.
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* Alright, was that a cute and fluffy one-shot? Or was it crap? Review please!