Catnip

Disclaimer:I don't own Hp

Warning: Slash. Cat-Draco! Ginny bashing, possessive Draco!Cute clueless Harry! Lots of lemons!

Summery: During a potion accident Draco gets splashed with an animagus potion making him think hes a cat--and that Harry's his mate!

Chapter One

16-year old Harry Potter sat at the Gryfindor table laughing with a bushy haired girl and red headed boy. Neither noticed a pair of molten silver eyes staring at the green-eyed boy with longing and glaring at the other two with smoldering jealousy.

"Really, darling, if you like him tell him!"

An exasperated Pansy Parkinson sighed, Blaise Zabini watched from the scene unfold with amused onyx eyes.

"You know I can't do that!"

Draco Malfoy snapped, never tearing his gaze from his long time secret crush: Harry Potter. Pansy sighed again from his other side before returning to her breakfast. She wasn't going to be late to potions because of Draco's love obsession.

"And why is that?"

Blaise drawled, amused by his best friends actions.

"Because every time I see him I can't help but put him down! I'm sure he hates me!"

Pansy scoffed, quietly ignoring Draco's icy death glare.

"Then woo him."

"It's not that simple!"

Draco returned to ignoring the two in favor of turning back to his favorite past time, Harry stalking (which Pansy had so kindly named.)

"Well then at least eat, dear, we have potions with the Gryffs first."

Draco scoffed before absently shoving a piece of toast in his mouth and mumbling a "Happy now?" Pansy just rolled her eyes and pulled him to his feet, dragging him to potions, a quietly laughing Blaise in their wake.

Harry Potter was not having a good day.

First of all, he couldn't fall asleep yesterday due to having detention with Snape that had lasted until midnight. He then had to right an essay (which the greasy bastard gave to him just before detention was over). He had gotten two minutes of shut-eye before an overly cheery Hermione woke him.

He then tripped three times before reaching the showers and showering with ice cold water seeing as someone (cough_Seamus_cough) had taken all the hot water.

He then had to pry Ginny off his arm and was late to breakfast--which meant anything good was already eaten and the only thing left was dry toast--or at least it was dry until an overly exited Hermione accidentally spilled her pumpkin juice on it--so he went with out breakfast.

And then he finally remembered what his first class was--Potions with Slytherins.

He scowled angrily at said snakes as if it were their fault the universe was against him that morning.

"Harry! Come on or we'll be late to class!"

Hermione gushed happily before dragging him and a protesting Ron out of the room. Harry just grumbled under his breath before following her sulkily.

"I don't see how you can be so happy about having Potions with those slimy gits, 'Mione"

Ron yawned sleepily, ignoring her disapproving glare.

"First off, don't call them that! Two, we're doing Animagus potions today!"

"We're doing what?"

Harry finally sighed, sick of sulking. Hermione huffed at him impatiently before walking faster (she would never run--it's against the rules.)

"Don't you ever pay attention? It's a potion to give someone temporary Animagus powers: they get to turn in to the animal and back to a human at will. It's sort of like Pollyjuice really, you need a piece of the animal you want to turn into. It lasts for about three weeks or it can be shortened with the counter potion. It's really fascinating how--"

"Okay! We get it!"

Ron huffed, not wanting to get a lecture before class. Hermione just glared at him for interrupting and smacked his arm before walking off to her seat beside Neville Longbottom in a huff. Ron just shrugged at a slightly bemused Harry before taking his own seat behind Hermione and beside Pansy Parkinson.

The door was suddenly thrown open a pissed off looking Snape waltzing through giving everyone his best 'Shut-up and sit down' glare.

"Mr. Potter, why are you not in your seat?"

"I just got here--"

"20 points from Gryffindor for back talk, now take your seat!"

Harry grumbled before taking the only remaining seat next to Malfoy, bluntly ignoring the blond, much to said blonde's annoyance.

"Today we'll be making Animagus potions, a relatively new potion I created by moi*. The ingredients and instructions are on the sample page given to you. It would be most unfortunate if you failed to do this seeing as I have been gracious enough to do everything but the potion itself. Now, get to work!"

He glared pointedly at Harry to get his point across before storming off to his office, his robe billowing behind him. Harry glared at his retreating back before turning to to the black board.

Draco sighed softly as the potion turned from a dark purple to a silvery-blue (a sign it was ready for the animal of choice) before bottling a small amount of it and heading to Snape to turn it in. He never made it though.

He slipped and fell, grabbing for the table, which in turn flipped, drenching him in the too-cold potion. He faintly heard Pansy's horrified scream before his mind went blank and a delicious scent--vanilla, cinnamon and chocolate--invaded his scenes.

Harry started, wide-eyed as Snape removed the potion from the ground and revived the previously unconscious Malfoy heir before Draco tackled Harry to the floor, nuzzling his neck and purring happily.

"Malfoy, what the hell?!"

He shouted, surprised and embarrassed when Malfoy started to lick and nip a trail down his neck, purring happily.

"Ten points from Gryffindor for Potter's language. Draco, would you mind explaining what you're doing?"

Snape's annoyed and slightly worried tone drifted in and out of Draco's ears as he continued to lavish his mate's neck with adoring licks and kisses.

"Malfoy, get off Harry, you sick bastard!"

Ron shouted, much to the blonde's dismay, which he showed by covering his furry cat ears with his hands.

"What the hell?"

Harry had finally noticing Draco's extra appendages: two fuzzy blond cat ears on his head and a fluffy blond tail, which was currently swishing in annoyance at the red head's loud voice.

"That's another twenty points from Gryffindor!"

Snape snapped again, to the red-faced red-head before attempting to pull an annoyed Draco from the confused Harry. Draco showed his annoyance by slashing the Potions Master in the face with a pair of sharp looking claws.

"Professor! Are you okay?!"

Hermione gushed worriedly to a bleeding Severus who in turn glared, wiping the shallow cut with the offered towel. Ron scoffed behind the worried Hermione, earing him a sharp smack on the head from an equally worried Pansy.

"Yes, Granger, I'm fine. Potter, since you're the only one who Draco seems to be comfortable with at the moment, take him to the hospital wing."

Harry, who finally snapped out of his shocked silence, turned sharply to the annoyed Potions Master.

"What?"

"Are you too stupid to understand what I said, Potter? I told you to take Draco to the hospital wing. Now!"

Harry glared before standing (the instant he was on his feet a happy Draco pulled him into a tight embrace) and awkwardly making his way to the hospital wing. Draco, as if sensing his anger and discomfort, started to purr, nuzzling his neck softly.

"Harry James Potter, what did you do this--Mr. Malfoy?"

Madam Pomfrey questioned, staring at the cat-like boy who had Harry in a possessive/protective embrace, nuzzling his neck soothingly, one hand wrapped firmly around his waist and the other groping his hips softly.

"There was a potions accident, Madam Pomfrey. We were making Animagus potions. Malfoy slipped and got splashed with it and turned out like—well, this."

Harry pointed to the happily purring cat-boy still holding him in a vice-like grip. Pomfrey sighed, motioning them to follow her. She led them to a bed before closing the curtains around them and leaving to get Snape.

"Mewr?"

Draco mewled softly, fingers brushing gently against the brunette's face, before pulling his Harry onto his lap and cuddling him happily. Harry gaped at the purring Malfoy before trying to escape, much to the formers displeasure, who voiced this with a whiny purr and tightening his grip.

"Mal-Malfoy!"

"Mewr?"

Draco just purred, trying to calm his distressed mate who unconsciously relaxed, much to the blond's pleasure.

"Professor!"

Harry cried in relief when Snape and Madam Pomfrey finally came back, much to Draco's annoyance, who glared at the two arms wrapped possessively around the smaller boy's waist.

"We've figured out what's wrong."

Poppy started hesitantly. Harry's head shot up at the prospect of knowing the hell had happened and getting Malfoy to keep his paws to himself.

"Well, it seems that some cat hairs on Draco's robe mixed with the potion."

"Then why didn't he just turn into an Animagus?"

"Think, Potter! Because there were other ingredients on the table."

Harry and Draco (much to Harry's added confusion) glared (and hissed) at Snape. Severus just glowered, looking as if he had sucked on a particularity sour lemon.

"With the added ingredients, instead of being able to turn into a cat, he has the ears and tail, and he thinks he's one."

He finished dryly. Madam Pomfrey sighed beside him, smacking his arm for being so cold. Harry ignored the obviously angry professor in favor of turning to the sympathetic Madam Pomfrey.

"So why's he clinging to me?"

"Well, that's the thing, dear, he thinks you're his mate."

T.B.C

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