A/N: So... Hi. * waves *

After the run-in he had with the feathered predator Harry could not bring himself to leave the relative safety of his new home for the rest of the day, so he instead moped around his little burrow occasionally smoothing out the walls and floor keeping himself busy until it was time to sleep.

When he deemed it late enough in the day to finally enter the dream world Little Harry lay down and curled into himself, shifting a little to get comfortable Harry made a mental note to himself to get some leaves and moss to make a nice warm bed with. Then with a yawn showing off all his pointy poisonous teeth he nodded off.

The next day Harry woke up slowly and after rubbing the sleep from his eyes he sat up, however, he made no effort to move from the place he had slept. He knew he had to leave his burrow soon as he had a lot to do today, but at the same time, he was still worried the beast would still be hanging around looking for him and he had no desire to become some feathered monster's dinner! Sighing to himself Harry wrapped two of his four arms around his small midriff in a mockery of a hug and gazed with trepidation towards the entrance of his new home.

He closed his eyes and took several deep and calming breaths. He would do it he would go out now and just be very very very alert and careful and the first sign of anything dreadful coming his way he would hide and make his way back here.

He snapped his eyes open his mouth forming a determined line as he cautiously made his way towards the exit, his muscles tense and alert ready to whisk him away at a moments notice.

Instead of moving the leaf covering and going straight out Harry instead moved it just enough to peer out of, and once he had swept his eyes over the area and could see nothing he gingerly popped his head out of the diminutive opening for a view above. Nothing, he could see nothing. Harry paused there his head outside of his burrow his eyes darting over the sky and trees looking also more importantly listening for any movement. Again nada. Well sure there were sounds and things but none of which would cause him any danger.

At last Harry carefully pushed aside the leaf cover and walked out into the sun, he timidly turned and recovered his entrance to the burrow. The last thing he wanted was visitors while he was away.

Just before he took flight Harry took a moment to urinate close to the entrance to his home. This would tell smaller animals and insects to piss off or get eaten in simple terms, it even worked on some bigger animals. Pleased with himself for marking his territory for the first time Harry smiled and unfurled his wings.

Several moments later found our little doxy lazily flying in and out of the branches of the tree who's root sheltered his home. He was looking for nice big leaves to use as ground cover for his makeshift bed. Just when he thought he might have spotted a perfect leaf he heard a very beautiful sound, he paused only for a second his wings fluttering to keep him in place before he shook his head and went towards the leaf he had his eyes on, whatever it was it had nothing to do with him.

He landed carefully on a branch and started walking towards the end of it. His mum always used to say that flying was well and good but if you didn't walk when you could your legs would fall off. He, of course, knew that was not the case and it had just been his mum's way of getting him and his siblings to not rely on their wings all the time.

Just before he landed on the smaller branch were the leaf he had spied was, he heard the beautiful sound again, only this time it was a little closer than last. Cocking his head Harry did his best to listen and pinpoint where it was coming from. He was very weary from yesterday's encounter, still, the curious side of him was in this case winning out.

After only a few seconds he realised the sound was coming from a branch below and slightly to the right of him.

Shrugging Harry decided to give into his curiosity this time, but he would not be stupid about it. Very carefully Harry crawled along the branch that would give him the best view of where he was sure the sound was coming from. It took all of his concentration not to rustle the leaves or crunch the bark. He also made sure that his wings were at the ready to fly away should whatever this thing he was heading towards decided he would make a good snack.

Peering down between the leaves that surrounded him Harry almost jumped in fright when he got a glimpse of golden feathers, it was only his self-preservation instinct that had him remaining firmly unmoving in his current position. He took a deep breath to calm down. It clearly did not sense him, or at least was no threat right now. Also, it was a different colour to the beast that had attacked him the other day.

He reached out gracefully and slowly pulled back a leaf near him for a slightly better view of this new feathered fiend. What he saw clear as day had him relaxing almost immediately, the creature was smaller then him by a lot and was covered in fluffy golden feathers, its mouth was open wide and a slightly larger bird with shiny silky golden feathers, still smaller then him, was passing food into the littler one. The beautiful noise he had heard was coming from yet another of the bigger birds who was sitting and watching the other two while singing. They actually looked kinda cute to Harry, mostly because they were totally round like they had been puffed up with air, he had never seen anything like these things before.

Realising this was probably a mum and dad and baby Harry gently let the leaf fall back in place, while they were all smaller than him he had no doubt should the adult's catch him this close they would see him as a threat, and he had no desire to kill the little one's family. Plus he was sure feathered beasts would taste foul.

So with that in mind, Harry went back to his original task of gathering a few nice big leaves.

A little later on in the day saw Harry humming softly to himself as he happily looked at a pile of leaves, twigs and moss, his mornings work. After he had found his leaves he had also broken off a few small twigs, as well as gathered some nice fresh moss from around the base of his tree.

Turning his head slightly and giving his sleeping space a determined nod Harry set about his task. With two hands he grabbed one leaf and using his other two he grabbed another, he then placed them on the ground side by side in the small indentation where he had been sleeping, he adjusted them ever so slightly so that they overlapped a little in the centre and covered the whole space with no dirt showing through. Happy with his work so far he turned to the hardest part.

He sat down in front of his pile folding all of his legs under him and reached out for the twigs, they were all new growth, he had at first thought of fallen twigs but it had not taken him long to notice that they were too dry for him to easily bend without breaking. So without further a dew, Harry went about weaving the twigs he had gathered into a circle. Times like this is was glad his kind had so many arms, he could not imagine how horrible this task would be if he only had the humans two arms.

It ended up taking him far longer than he had thought it would as it had been all trial and error, but in the end, he had a circle of weaved twigs that would work, happy with his progress he eagerly reached forward with all four arms to grasp more twigs. This time his goal was to weave them in a criss-cross like pattern within the circle. The reason he was doing this, sitting here cursing and pouting as he fumbled and twisted twigs was simple he was trying to get a bed like he had seen humans use. They had always looked so comfortable and he had been jealous what with him being stuck with sleeping on a wood beam. And now since he no longer had the Dursleys bossing him around he would get what he wanted! Ignoring the pang of sadness that came from thinking of his extended family turned cannibals, Harry, re focused on the task at hand.

Since he had learned a few tricks from weaving the circle beforehand this second step did not take as long as the first and once he was done Harry was very happy with his finished work. With care, he picked up the twisted frame with all four hands and carefully laid it down on top of his leaves. Thankfully it fit rather well so Harry wasted no time in turning around and gathering up two more leaves to spread over the top of his wood frame, once done he scooped up large amounts of moss and covered the leaves with them, he made sure it was nice and thick and nothing showed through the moss.

That step done he walked over to the far wall of the burrow and dislodged some of the dirt, he kept going until there was a small hole in the wall and a great amount of damp earth at his feet. With care he set about transporting this dirt to his new bed, once there he began using the dirt to build up walls all around his bed until they were level with the moss, this way it was his hope that he did not end up pushing his bedding off of his bed while he slept and that the frame underneath would remain in place.

Once done Harry stepped back to admire his handiwork and beamed in delight, his fangs shining in the dark with his poisonousness saliva.

There before Harry was a small mound of comfortable looking moss surrounded by strong and tightly packed dirt walls, so it was with great pride he eagerly hurried forward and crawled on top, sighing in bliss as he let himself sink somewhat into the moss, it was very comfortable and also very nice and warm. Letting his eyes close Harry let out a deep breath he had not realised he was holding.

He was very relieved and ecstatic that he was one more step closer to surviving this new world he had found himself in.

He took several moments to just lay there relaxing. His quiet time was ruined when his stomach let out a loud growl of hunger, as nice as his new bed was he knew that before he could fully rest today he needed to find some food, so with a small pout to himself Harry headed back outside of his burrow.

It had not taken Harry long to find an ants nest; where he had merrily gone about eating several of the little bugs until his stomach felt near bursting. Feeling incredibly bloated yet blissful Harry decided to walk off some of his meal, so he landed a few trees away from his burrow and casually began walking towards his home. Despite his carefree appearance Harry never really fully relaxed, his muscles remained tense and all his senses were still on high alert in case that beast or another monster came near him. Plus it was always good to keep an eye and ear out in case he found a nice fat juicy bug to take home for a night time snack.

However, Harry only got a few paces before he heard noises he knew were humans, humans here in his new home! Wasting no time, the thought of what had happened to his family bouncing around in his brain, Harry launched himself straight up to a branch that was taller than he remembered humans could reach. Once there he flattened himself on the branch and tried to calm his erratic breathing. He could hear them coming this way, such loud creatures. Refusing to move in case he was seen Harry settled down to wait, hopefully, they would just pass by as he did not think he had been spotted by them, plus humans he knew had terrible eyesight.

Turns out he was partly right, yes the humans had not noticed him but they did not pass him by, instead, they stopped at a tree to his right. There were two of them, just as disgusting looking as Harry remembered, two arms and two legs with pale skin.

His eyes were pinned to the humans checking for any sign of them moving his way but they seemed happy to stay where they were.

Harry almost had a heart attack when he saw several flashes of light jump from sticks in the human's hands towards the ground. He was startled to note that where the lights had hit several silver green things suddenly appeared. The humans then made odd noises like they were choking before picking up the odd creatures and putting them in a bag around their waists.

Harry was very relieved to notice once done the humans turned back towards where they had come from and left. Sighing in relief he decided that walking home slowly would not be a good thing today so without wasting any time he unfurled his wings to take flight.

However before he could a small noise that sounded like a cry stopped him in his tracks, his eyes darted back towards where the humans had been couched. He was certain the sound had come from there, sure enough, a few heartbeats later he heard the noise again, it sounded weak and afraid.

Harry groaned and smacked himself on the head with all four of his hands. He should just head home he really should. Whimpering to himself at his own insatiable curiosity Harry sighed and took flight, heading not to his home but towards where he had seen the humans and heard the sound.

It did not take him long to get to his destination having decided that getting this over and done with quickly was his best bet. As soon as his feet touched ground he heard the small noise again.

Fast as he could he launched himself towards the noise stopping a few feet from what he realised was a burrow entrance like his own. Frowning thoughtfully he proceeded to walk into the burrow more cautiously than he had been approaching it, whatever was in here was helpless he could tell by the cry, and while the area smelled strong of something bigger and more dangerous he was sure that the owners had been what the humans had taken away. Still just to be careful Harry took one small step at a time ready to fight and fly should something appear at the entrance. Nothing did however and he reached the bottom unharmed.

Harry tilted his head unsure what to make of the sight before him, there were a couple of broken eggs and one full one, they were oval in shape with an odd greeny silver tinge like the things he had seen the humans take. Laying inside of what could only be a nest was two dead things, they looked like tiny miniatures of the things he had seen appear above ground with the flashes of light.

They were long with pointy heads, they had four legs that Harry was sure where all feet and a long tail. They looked similar to the lizards he had seen sometimes make there way inside the Dursleys house. In an old memory rather faded he vaguely also remember his dad bring in a small lizard to feed the nest not long after he hatched. Of course they had been no were near as colourful as the things before him.

The one that had been making the weak noise was now quiet apart from a few shuffling noises as it backed away, like it was now aware that its cries for its parents had summoned something unsafe.

Never one to take a gift for granted Harry happily scooped the little baby thing up in his arms, it was slightly bigger than a large house fly and very squishy feeling. Shrugging and deciding to just go for it Harry swiftly bit the things head off. No need for it to suffer as he ate it after all. Its struggles for freedom had not phased Harry at all as it had been very weak.

It was an odd flavour that Harry decided he did not really like, not to mention it was not as juicy and crunchy as his nummy bugs were. Deciding to just eat half of it Harry left the rest drop to the ground next to its dead brothers and or sisters. Harry was in a way happy with the events, the humans had taken the creatures that had been bigger than him away and the babies were dead so he would not have to worry if they would cause him problems later on.

Before he could even think about moving to head out he was stopped when he saw the egg that was unhatched wobble and move slightly only to become still again.

So it was not dead then, chances were it was due to hatch soon. For some reason, Harry felt himself reluctant to kill it or leave it alone, no doubt would die of hunger after it hatched or be eaten by something else. He himself had been late to hatch and his siblings had all been out and about a few days before he managed the strength to break free, his parents had almost given up on him.

Chewing his bottom lip in thought Harry absent-mindedly picked up the egg which he was able to carry in one set of arms fine and headed home.

He would wait and see what would happen when it hatched, he was after all rather lonely.