Summary:

Harry muses over what his Animagus form might be. He asks Luna, who proves to be as helpful as she usually is. [harryxluna] [drabble]

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"So Hermione thinks I'll be some sort of bird, for my 'free-flying' spirit or whatever, and probably also because of my connection to Hedwig. Ron thinks I'll be some sort of wildcat, for the whole 'Gryffindor' theme. Sirius says I might be a buck like my dad, since a., my Patronu is one, b., my dad was one, and c., my mom's Patronus was a doe. The deer theme going on, basically. Ginny says snake, for Parselmouth and cleverness, George and Fred call it to be a dog like Sirius, for loyalty and troublemaking, and I'm pretty sure Neville tossed in the suggestion of a mule for stubborness and impulsiveness, passive-aggressive little shit that he is. What do you think?"

Luna hummed thoughtfully, tilting her head to one side, her long fingers still carding through his hair on her lap.

"I think you'd be a platypus," she decided serenely. "Dorky and awkward but surprisingly graceful and powerful when going under. Attacks from the most unexpected places, doesn't quite fit in anywhere, but at the same time can fit in everywhere. I also think we should stop talking and you should start kissing me again. What do you think, Harry?"

Harry thought he liked that suggestion quite a lot.

They didn't do much talking after that.

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