Hello! New Story, woohoo!

Summary: Harry runs away from the Dursley's only to be force-fed the blood of an unknown creature. He wakes up the next day with a few… major changes, and a few new friends.

Pairing: Harry x Neville(There are very few stories with this pairing! I ship them so hard!)

Disclaimer: I don't own HP or anything relating to the franchise, but I will own a Time Turner soon!

Enjoy!

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"GET BACK HERE, YOU FREAK!"

Harry paid no mind to his uncle's yelling and continued running. Why exactly was he running?

Only a few minutes ago he had found his owl, Hedwig, severely injured in the middle of his room. Dudley came in laughing, saying that she deserved it for being loud. Harry saw red and before he knew what had happened the whole room was on fire. He picked up Hedwig, grabbed anything important(wand, invisibility cloak, and his photo album), and jumped out the window. After he recover from his fall, he ran to the front of the house and took off down the street.

He ran until he came across a park. Luckily for him, it was empty. He sat down on the curb and started to examine Hedwig. "Hedwig, you're gonna be okay…" He whispered to his owl. Hedwig softly nibbled his finger in response.

Harry then felt a presence appear behind him. "Who's there?" He called out. The person didn't answer. Harry reached for his wand, but before he could grab it a hand wrapped around his neck. His attacker pried his mouth opened and shoved a large orb into it. When Harry bit down on it it exploded. His mouth filled with a strange yet familiar liquid. The attacker pushed his hand against Harry's mouth and nose, forcing him to swallow the liquid.

Harry felt his insides burning, as if all his organs were melting. He screamed in agony.

The attacker looked on in amusement. "Huh, all of the wizards I tested died instantly. Could you be The One?" The person asked Harry, not expecting an answer. He pulled a wooden baseball bat out of his bag and whacked Harry upside the head, knocking him out. He threw Harry over his shoulder and Apparated.

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Harry slowly opened his eyes. THe first thing he saw was a bright light hovering above him, which turned out to be a candle.

He was in a large, white room, laying on a bed with red sheets. "Are you awake?" A high-pitched voice asked him. Harry looked down and saw a little girl, who looked no older than 8 years. She was surprisingly short for an 8 year old. "Oh, hello. Can you tell me where I am?"

"You're at Master's mansion. After he fed you the blood of our people he took you here."

Harry stared at her. "Blood? That's what he fed me? But why?"

"Master is doing a test to see if wizards or witches can turn into one of us. All of the people he tested died, except you. Not only that, but you also transformed! That makes you special!"

"Transform!? Transformed into wh-"

Harry immediately tried to leave the bed, but found that he couldn't move his legs, at least not separately. His legs felt like one organ. He pulled back the sheets covering his lower body and almost fainted. It appeared that his legs were gone, and in their place was a long, scaly tail. "Wh-wha-… WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!?" The little girl backed away, and Harry saw a glimpse of pink scales. "You turned into a Lamia, sir! Like me!" She laid her upper body onto the bed and lifted her tail. It was pink with purple markings. "But, don't lamia eat humans?" Harry asked, remembering what Hermione told him about Lamia while they were studying their Care for Magical Creatures textbooks. "EEWWWW! Who would want to drink HUMAN blood? Only bloodsuckies do that! Lamia, on the other hand, can eat whatever we what, like cake! And ice cream!" The little girl squealed at the thought of sweets. "It's been awhile since I've eaten any desserts! Master has a hard time picking up any since the store manager found out that food was being stolen."

Harry was too busy looking at his new tail to listen to the girl. His tail was jet black, like his hair, which faded into green at the end. "Hey," He said. "How do you move around like this?"

The girl stopped mumbled about chocolate eclairs and turned serious. "Don't you know anything about snakes? Snakes use their scales and muscles to move around, it's not that hard. It's almost like scooting around on your butt with no arms. Here, let me show you." The girl pulled Harry out of the bed.

"Now, straighten up, use the middle of your tall to hold you up and balance you." After a few tries Harry managed to 'kneel', as the girl called it. "Okay, this is a bit harder to perfect but simple enough to do. You see how you can feel each scale individually?" Harry nodded. "You can move them, too, like tiny legs. Just push them forward and bring them back, okay?"

It took Harry half an hour to get the gist of what he was doing and an hour to perfect it, but soon he was slithering around the room at 6.5 km. per hour. "Wow, you're really fast. Maybe you're a black mamba!" Harry stopped in front of the girl. " A black what?"

"A black mamba, silly. They're very fast, and also very poisonous! Their bite can kill in up to 45 minutes!"

"How is that a good thing?"

"Well, it's useful whenever your life is on the line, but you can always strangle people. Oh, don't worry, Lamia can stop their poison flow whenever they like, so when you want to kiss a human, or any animal, you just turn off your poison."

"Oh, by the way, what kind of snake are you?" Harry asked eyeing her pink tail. "Me? I'm a lavender corn snake! Corn snakes lack venom, and make great pets, which is why my Master took me in!"

"Oh, and what's your name?"

"Cream. 'Cause the night my Master took me we ate cream corn together. He didn't want to name me Corn so he named me Cream." Harry shook his head. "And what's your Master's name?"

"Adam. He's a King Cobra."

"Figures." Harry mumbled. "Can I see him?"

"Sure, follow me."

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Adam sighed as he threw his newspaer down onto the floor. He had just found out that he hadn't transformed just any wizard. He had transformed Harry fucking Potter. Peolple would surely notice and go searching for him, so he couldn't keep him as long as he liked. But he couldn't let Harry go until Cream is finished teaching Harry, and until he figures out what species Harry is.

Adam didn't look behind him when he heard the door open. "Cream, is Harry with you?"

"Yes, Master. How did you know his name?" Adam picked up the newspaper and threw it behind him. Harry was the one to catch it.

Boy-Who-Lived Missing After Horrible Accident!

Harry Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived, was found missing on the 18th of August. When Aurors went to investigate after finding out that he had used magic, they found that half of Harry's house had burned down and two of his relatives had died in the fire. The Aurors found traces of accidental magic in what they deemed to be Harry's room, which looked worse than the rest of the house. They found Harry's trunk full of his school things but didn't find his wand.

The Aurors questioned a neighbor of Harry's on what she saw that night. "Well, I saw Harry run from the back of the house and down the street. His uncle yelled after him until he turned at the corner. His uncle went back in the house. After a few minutes I saw smoke emerging from Harry's window. I call the fire department, but they were too late."

Aurors are currently tracing the whereabouts of Mr. Potter and have pinpointed an area in North America, but are not sure exactly were he is. For more information about the area, please turn to page 4.

"That Skeeter woman listens in on everything!" Harry growled. "Now Voldemort's bound to know that I'm gone." Adam turned in his seat. "No worries, Harry. You're keyed into the wards and there not a single wizarding spell existing that can break Lamia magic." Cream bobbed her head happily. "Yup! You're safe as long as you have the wards magic attached to yours!"

"Wait, you're says that the wards will protect me where ever I go?"

"Of course. Who would what to be cope up in a house just for protection? Anyone would go crazy!" Cream giggled at her wording. She them wrapped her tail around Harry's stomach and dragged him toward her Master. "What I'm worried about is Harry's appearance. He can't go to school like this."

"I know. However, I have an idea." Adam slide across the room and opened a closet. "Harry, I'm going to give you the wheelchair." Adam pulled a wheelchair out of the closet. Instead of a seat the wheelchair had a container made of cushions. "Hide your tail in here, and it will be magically hidden. Even any medical spells will be tricked into thinking that your legs are permanently gone, and wouldn't grow back either." Harry was helped into the chair by Adam. The container magically expand to fit his tail. When Harry looked down, he couldn't see his tail. It indeed looked as though he had no legs, or a tail. "Now, how about we show your fanbase that you're still alive?" Harry glared at him when he said 'fanbase' but nodded nonetheless.

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Done! Hope you enjoy!

I'm putting up another story about Harry being a CreepyPasta soon, and also a chapter of I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship!