DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter. Just to get things clear now, I do not have a beta reader. So expect a few mistakes here at there. Anything serious I'll fix. Just point 'em out to me. I am an American. So this fic with be Americanized. Also I guarantee this will not be and is not my best work. This is just something I felt like doing. Kind of like a Benji on hiatus.

Henceforth I bringith. . .

MY PET HARRY

Harry Potter breathed heavily as he ran quickly and quietly through the forest. Moving his way away from the Riddle house as fast as he could. He was still weak. He couldn't let himself get caught now.

He didn't see them coming. He didn't realize that by completing his Occlumency training he was in fact gaining another weakness by not being able to see what Tom Riddle was up to. He was caught by Death Eaters at Pivet Drive not long before the start of his seventh year.

Fortunately, Tom didn't know that Lupin had taught him to be an animagus during the summer just before he had been caught. So at Riddle's place, he managed to get out of his cell in his animagus form and get the jump on Tom.

Tom Riddle, Voldemort, was dead.

But it had taken so much energy out of him. Completing the complicated magic required for killing him and keeping him dead. That was why he was so weak. He wasn't up to taking out any death eaters at the moment. Which is why he was making his escape in his animagus form.

He managed to send a message to the Order along with a Port Key. Telling them where the house was so that they could get there and finish what he started. While he wasn't in the mood to do any more fighting at the moment, he also wasn't in the mood for answering any questions either.

Not until at least school started. So he had a few weeks. In the mean time, he could get around easier in this form anyway. Harry Potter was too recognizable in the outside world. People would think nothing of him in this form. That and only a handful of people knew he was an animagus anyway.

Green eyes shined out of the darkness as he reached a muggle road where cars continually passed by. Stepping closer to the road, a small black cat sat near the side of the road and watched the cars pass by. Waiting for an opening so that it might cross.

There's not much to say when you look at a black cat. Unless you happen to be superstitious. Looking like any other black cat. It however had a small scar on its forehead. Although thankfully for the cat, it was barely recognizable unless you were looking for it. The fur covered it pretty well.

However another long scar was over its right eye and came down the side of its face. The cat didn't mind too much. It kept peoples attention away from his forehead.

This second and longer scar was a gift to him from Voldemort when he first arrived at the Riddle house. One that he repaid before sending Tom off onto the next world. After personal classes with Poppy in his sixth year, he had set to healing it right away. But he didn't have the potions required to make the scar disappear. This scar he didn't mind anyway.

Back at the road, the black cat continued to wait until the cars going by lessened enough for him to run across the road without risking getting flattened. Running quickly across, he paused at the other side of the road.

He wondered. Could he still perform magic in this form? Wandless magic perhaps? This was a magical form. So could extra magic be implemented in this form? Worth a shot. Waving his paw, he watched as a street sign grew from the ground. "Watch for Animals Crossing." He nodded in approval at some of the cars that slowed down slightly.

Where to now? He knew that he was in London somewhere. Returning back to a human, Harry Potter quickly apparated to Diagon Alley. Finding himself near Grignotts, he saw the place was deserted. After looking at his watch he saw that it was 3:00 AM in the morning. Nothing was open. Damn.

He sighed and changed back into his cat form just in case anyone was walking around. He would just hang out here until morning. Decide where to go after a nice cat nap. Maybe get a muggle apartment before school began.

Padding his way softly through the alley, he picked a random door step and made himself comfortable there until morning. Sighing tiredly accompanied with a yawn, he drifted quickly to sleep. Not knowing how much he would regret doing so.