HP : TRIUMPH

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Harry stared in amazement at the feathers covering his arm. He pulled his glasses off and noticed how sharp his eyesight was. His eyes, when he glanced in a mirror, where much more black at the moment. And if he could see correctly, he was almost a foot shorter. He started to laugh as he willed the changes away. He felt his magic rise and flow through him as the changes vanished almost instantaneously. It was all up to your strength of will and you grasp of magic that determined how fast you could transform.

Harry re-grew the feathers on his arm, leaving his hands and bones the same. He didn't realize that the grasp he had on his magic was not seen unless the person who had that amount of control had studied magic for decades and practiced for longer. He didn't realize his grasp of magic was a miracle, that no one, not even Voldemort could grasp his magic so freely or so easily. He didn't know that magic was supposed to be so wild and uncontrolled that wands had to be used for most people and that it only allowed people with decades of practice to use it wandlessly.

He thought it would work and 'asked' the magic instead of using it like an inanimate object. He treated it like a living thing and just believed.

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The goblin looked at him closely, peering at him. Harry just sat silently waiting.

"You want to open a tea and cake shop?" Griphook finally asked for clarification.

"Yes."

Another moment of silence.

"With a muggle and Magical side." He stated.

"Yes."

"Did you have an idea in your mind?"

Harry reached into his satchel and pulled out a stack of graph paper that had pencil lines all over it. Two identical pictures were shown on the first two followed by many drawings of furniture, paintings, and many other items. He also had a list wards and ideas. He slid them to the goblin who adjusted his glasses and looked closely at them.

"This is an interesting theme. What is it?"

"Alice In Wonderland."

The goblin gave him a blank look. Harry pulled a book out of he satchel and slid it to the goblin.

"Read that."

The goblin gave a curt nod. Then he set it to the side and looked at Harry again.

"This can be done."

"How long will it take?"

"Give me a week."

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Harry looked at the dummy and then back at the spell book. It had a long string of theories on wandless magic. Harry gazed at the dummy again and frowned in thought. He had already learned to feel his magic. And he could release it in a blast. But to focus it into a spell?

He tightened his occlumency and let out a deep breath. Then he raised his hand and pictured in his mind the spell. He pictured what he wanted, what he expected, what he needed to feel. He took a deep breathe and noticed the air was colder. Still he focused his magic in his hand. He could see he air shimmer. He threw his arm out aiming at the dummy like he was throwing an object. A second later a blast of cold air smashed into the dummy and frost appeared on the straw being. Ice formed in every crack and small flakes of snow fell to the ground from the spell's impacts.

A grin stole at his lips and his eyes glinted.

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July 19th

Tuesday

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Dear Sirius,

I will hurt you when I see you next time I see you. Warn me when pulling a let's-give-Harry-the-Black-family-ring-and-hope-it-makes-him-the Black-family-Head stunt.

On too brighter subject though. I have started on my animagus training and have nearly finished. I have yet to test it out completely. I'm a bird. As to what kind…try and guess. Anyways, I've also started practicing some wandless magic. I find it's quite easy until I reach the third year spells. Then I have to actually think about it and work harder. In the end I find it easier to use my wand but this is an option for if my wand is taken.

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Harry continued on his letter, allowing himself to ramble with words. He'd already finished his letters to Hermione and Ron. As he finished his letter to Sirius and a short one for Remus he whistled Hedwig over. Keiruim joined her on his arm.

"Hedwig, would you please take these to Ron and Hermione?"

She hooted agreement and allowed him to tie the letters to his leg. Harry turned to the colourful bird on his other shoulder.

"Would you take this letter to Sirius for me?"

He gave a squawk like pout and inched towards Hedwig.

"Oh. So you want her to fly that exhaustingly long distance. Okay then."

He squawked louder in indignation and cuddled up to Hedwig before grabbing the wrapped cake and letter from Harry and taking off. Hedwig hooted in amusement and Harry chuckled.

"Eager to help you, isn't he."

She bobbed her head in agreement before cheerfully nipping his fingers and taking off.

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Harry just breathed as he sat on the edge of his window in his room, feet dangling from the edge. He closed his eyes and felt for his magic. In seconds he could feel it. He breathed and just changed.

Two minutes later a raven with a green sheen to it was on the window sill where the teen had once sat. He gave a laugh like sound and spread his wings. Then he leapt. In seconds he was free from his window and his home and soaring above the streets of London, soaking in the freedom that came with his animagus ability.

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Harry laughed as he stretched out languidly on his couch and felt his back pop. He'd spent the whole evening flying around London. It had been exhilarating. He had felt freedom, true freedom in those moments. Moments where he was free to go where he wished and had no limits. He had been able to forget the nature of being human and just fly, just live.

He knew he would be flying much more often in his form now. It would be both good exercise, and the freedom had been addicting.

Harry reached out to pick up a book from the coffee table and flipped it open to idly read, still completely at ease and relaxed from his flight. He had football later, but for now he was happy to sit and read after having mastered his animagus form.

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July 20th

Wednesday

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Harry frowned at the familiar field and circle of trees that he had seen before. Harry caught a flash of movement to his right and spun, his right hand groping for his wand. A rustle to the left. He spun to find nothing. Rustle to the right again.

He spun, only this time to find himself looking at a large black…. It wasn't a wolf. But it wasn't a dog either. It had the long face of a wolf and the pointed ears of a wolf, but was more lean then either a dog or wolf. It was much larger to, coming up higher then Harry's waist. Its hair was wild, flaring and curling every which way. It hung long though. Its teeth were even more wicked then a wolf's or dog's and they all showed as the creature gave a snarl.

A growl rose in the beings throat and it crept towards him.

Harry wouldn't take his eyes off the creature. It stalked towards him with fluid grace that screamed predator. Harry found himself frozen as dread crashed down on him. He couldn't move, he couldn't breathe. All he saw was the dog like creature. For a single moment Harry found his mind at war with itself. Part of him wanted to cower before the obviously powerful predator. The other part of his mind screamed at him to fight, fight with teeth and nails and everything he had. The primitive urge to fight or flight was kicking in and two sides of him wanted to do different parts.

Suddenly the creature lunged, teeth going for his throat. Harry jerked his head away from the teeth, hands rising to block the fangs. Harry screamed as a good a hundred and fifty pounds slammed into him and teeth clamped around his arm, crushing it like a twig. Harry kicked out viciously on instincts and heard a growl as he hit it's ribs. He hit the ground with a sickening crack, the creature on him, teeth trying to reach him. His arm was still in its mouth. Harry screamed at the pain but still kept his arm jammed in the creatures mouth. It was the only thing stopping those jaws from crushing his face.

Blood splattered across his face, from his own arm, as Harry wiggled and kicked and lashed out at the being on top of him. Suddenly he couldn't move. He was gasping for air. The creature wasn't crushing him. In fact it was standing over him, growling lowly at him, his arms till in its mouth. But it wasn't attacking him anymore. Just holding his arm and growling down at him.

Harry convulsed and arched against the ground giving a pitiful whine as he felt his strength being drained. He felt like his life was being drained away. Suddenly he realized what the creature was. It struck him like mountain of stones. The creature was a Grim. A real Grim. It was killing him!

Harry snarled at the creature. He didn't want to die yet! But how could he stop the creature? He had no weapon. No wand….Magic?

Harry scrambled for his occlumency shields and he tried to just breathe. He could feel his magic in his body, flowing through his veins and around his core. He grabbed at that magic, not even bothering to wonder if this would work. His magic rose and Harry screamed as he let it loose. It sprung free like a typhoon bursting from his body. It sliced through the air ripping the creature off of him and hurtling it away. Then the magic smashed into his arm and stitched the bone back together along with the skin leaving an uninjured appendage. His magic wiped around him in a circle, like a fierce wind. Sparkles and crackles lit the air along with various colors that crackled like lightening around him.

The Grim snarled at him and scrambled to its feet. Harry noticed it had a bad limp and its fur was matted in more then one place with blood. Harry panted from exhaustion, pain, and just from the use of his magic without a wand. The grim slowly stopped snarling and just gazed at him. Harry felt his grip on his magic loosening and the tight circle around him waver, flying out in a burst freely and dieing as he couldn't keep a grip on the free magic anymore. Harry panted, slouching, as he watched the grim cautiously.

The grim finally bowed its head after analyzing him. Harry gaped as he noticed its eyes change from golden-red to a soft silver-green. It then rose its head and gave a howl unlike either a dog or wolf. The howl was too high and magical. It floated through the air tinged with acceptance and content. Then the grim appeared to grin at him as it stuck a foot forwards and bowed to him, vanishing like ash in the wind.

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Harry screamed as he fell from his meditation, automatically cradling his left arm to his body. He gasped for air at the exhausted sensation that over took him. He slowly calmed down and looked over his arm. He ripped the sleeve up to find small puncture wounds on his arm. They were mostly healed but still there. Harry stared at them in numb shock. That shock changed to a stunned disbelief at the hair covering his hands and the thick pads on each fingertip.

"I have two animagus forms." He said in disbelief.

He continued to stare at his arm before slowly, a smile formed on his face.

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Harry fiddled with the paper in his hands from Griphook. A vacation. It would be lovely. He bit his lip and thought. He really would love a vacation and there was nothing holding him back but…. Finally he sighed and grabbed a new sheet of parchment. He started to write, ideas forming in his head. As he finished the letter he blew on it gently to dry the ink. Then he rolled it up and sealed it. He stood and smiled at Hedwig who was waiting. She had returned with Ron and Hermione's letters late the night before but looked eager to deliver his letter.

"Take it to Griphook darling."

She hooted and took off out the window. Harry turned back to his room and made for his charmed luggage set.

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Harry knocked softly on the door and waited patiently.

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