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Authors note: no, I don't own Harry potter, I didn't make money writing this, I wish I did.



Previously:

Hedwig was in his shoulder instantly, hooting loudly, concerned for his master. Pig was hooting loudly, scared from this weird sight. A wizard with wings? It was impossible. The other owls gawked for a minute then flew off, living him with Errol, pig and Hedwig. His familiar tried waking him by rubbing her head on his shoulder, not concerned as blood stuck to her pristine white feathers. Harry's new wings now showed their color, as blood fell down from them. White, silvery white, glinting in the moonlight. The wings then folded up pressed against his back, and he vaguely heard the door crashing down as someone went into the room, wand draw. He knew no more.



Chapter 2: /Ruffled Feathers /

Nymphadora Tonks was watching number 4 Privet Drive from her spot beside the bushes of Arabella Figg's lawn. It was a quiet night, and she hoped Harry liked the gift she brought to give him. It was a standard auror wrist wand holster, that allows aurors to properly secure their wands without blowing off their buttocks, or so Moody thought. But it has practical applications since it allows for a quick draw, which was crucial for her line of work.



Personally she preferred placing it on her right front pocket, as the constant feeling of the wand pressed to her torso was comforting. Still it was a habit drilled out of her by senior auror instructor Alastor Moody and now she wore it like every auror in the division. She once swore that she saw a weird looking girl wearing her wand over her right ear during her patrol at Hogsmeade. That too would provide a quick draw she mused, still it was terribly funny if the weird girl ever encountered Moody.



The order assigned Tonks to guard Harry and Amelia Bones, the Director of Magical Law Enforcement approved, as it became clear that He who must not be named was alive and his Death Eaters active. Another reason she was assigned to Guard Harry Potter was because of her age and physical fitness. No one could keep up when the boy who lived jogged every morning for 3 miles. The first few weeks was pure chaos, as Mundungus Fletcher struggled to keep up and passed out at the curb one time, and Mad Eye cursing worse than a sailor since his peg leg couldn't keep up with the youngster.



The most amusing was the sight of Severus Snape running; his black robes billowing and he indeed looked like a bat to keep up with potter. He was constantly cursing and swearing that once they got back to Hogwarts he would deduct 300 points from Potter for making him run for 3 miles. His greasy hair looked even more slimy with sweat as he struggled to keep pace with the young man. Tonks, and a few of the younger members apparated just to see the very rare sight. They had taken pictures for future blackmail purposes.



Tonks took to wearing comfortable jogging pants and top, and after the first week running discreetly with Harry, she agreed that this was indeed a good hobby to develop stamina and general fitness. It was an added bonus to see the boy who lived's behind and sweaty athletic chest and arms. Just a bonus. Now she was hoping that her replacement would come soon as her shift ends at 12

midnight. Tonks wanted an early lie in order to keep up with Harry early the next morning. She wanted to see her emerald eyes glitter with happiness as she gave her gift before the jog.



It was on strict orders that they never contact or approach Harry, as it would give away the security they had given him from the Death eaters, and she planned to break that order before their jog and talk to him before giving him her gift.



She was distracted out of her thoughts when a wave of magic pulsed through and a heavy pressure permeated the air, and it was suddenly difficult to breathe. Mrs. Figg's magical kneazles felt it and

started to run away from the source of the suffocating pressure. Arabella Figg suddenly appeared in her nightclothes, running towards where she knew Tonks was hiding under the Invisibility Cloak. "What's

happening?" she cried, scared of the oppressive force surrounding the area.

"I don't have any idea but I'll check on Harry, you floo the order and to bring some back up, it might be an attack on the blood wards" Tonks replied, and Mrs. Figg gave a nod and rushed back into her house. The wards crackled and flared for moment, and Tonks saw swirling red bands of energy surrounding number 4 Pivet drive, then disappeared as the oppressive wave was suddenly gone as it came.



Tonks moved quickly towards Harry's house and with a flick of her wand the door opened. She was cautious as she moved up the stairs, refusing to light her wand and give away her position to

any death eaters inside. "Weird" Tonks thought, talking to herself whenever she was nervous, as she saw both the doors of Dudley's and his parents' undamaged.

She was slightly assured but still remained on guard as she heard the snores of both Dudley and Vernon reached the hallway. If it was some attack there should have been silencing charms placed on the rooms, and death eaters would not hesitate killing a few more muggles, especially the relatives of the boy who lived.

Reaching Harry's room, she opened the latch and gasped, and her eyes widened as she saw a pool of blood on floor from the blood soaked mattress of Harry's bed.

"HARRY!!!" Tonks screamed thinking the worst and rushed to his side, and felt for a pulse in his neck. Sighing in relief at the regular and strong beat of his heart, she knew he was not in danger at dying for the moment but still sustained some injuries. She saw his back, where apair of huge silvery wings soaked in blood folded and dropping to floor, mixing with blood already gathered there. She gaped and looked in shock, possibilities whirling through her mind as to what must have caused it.



'Fred and George... was this a prank?' She thought and then growled in anger. This was not funny if they were responsible for it. 'Maybe a failed animagus transformation or a curse?' she thought as she placed Harry's head on her lap and wiped the blood on his face. She stroked his face with her thumb, her face softening. She still glanced back occasionally to the pair of wings on his back. They were massive and silvery white.

Those feathers untouched by blood gleamed as the moonlight filtering down on the window beside the bed. She hesitantly touched one feather, and it was surprisingly soft and warm to the touch, over all it felt very nice, something she wanted to sleep in a relaxing night.



She jumped in surprise as the light flicked on as Moody, Shacklebolt, Emmeline Vance and Hestia Jones appeared on the doorway, all of them wearing the same expression she did earlier. Shock, disbelief and worry showed in their faces and she quickly moved to assure them.

"Harry's condition is stable for now, but we need to move him. We need to get him to Madam Pomphrey" she said.

Moody nodded and glanced at Kingsley, alert but standing down since there was no active threat. Hestia Jones continued to gape at Harry's wings and Kingsley Shacklebolt moved downstairs presumably to call Madam Pomphrey.

Emmeline Vance started waving her wand and the blood on floor vanished, and Moody's spinning eye rotated and upon seeing the splotches of blood on the walls and ceiling, he started to scourgify them.

"Hestia" he grunted while sending charms on the walls,"Pack up Potter's things, looks like we might move him to Hogwarts at best or HQ. I dare not move him, not without Poppy" Hestia nodded and did as instructed, packing Harry's clothes, books and gifts to his trunk. Emmeline moved towards the owls, instructing them to return for their masters, and with a wave of her wand cleaned Hedwig's cage.

Hedwig, with some of her feathers red from being soaked in blood, did not move from her perch at the headboard of the bed and still glanced down at her master, concern still seen in her eyes.



"I'm here" Poppy's breathless voice was heard as she strode swiftly into the room. Upon seeing Harry's condition, she started casting diagnostic charms and healing charms on his body, and the cuts on

Harry's body healed themselves.

"Aspethio" muttered Poppy, and the cleaning charm for medical conditions swept to Harry's body and the blood from both his torso and except the wings were gone. "Strange, his vital signs are normal. Nerves are a bit sore, and as far as I can tell, the wings on his back are not a product of a curse or even a prank" Poppy said as she frowned.

She didn't know what caused this to her all time Medical wing patient of the year winner five consecutive times. "He's just unconscious suffering from exhaustion" she added.

" Is it safe to move him?" Moody asked and Poppy nodded " No internal injuries or broken bones, in fact has never been healthy as he is now" she said.

"What about those" Hestia indicated the massive wings on Harry's back fully spread easily taking half the space of the room. "There's a wing joint I can see that can fold his wings without harming him"

Poppy replied. "Tonks fold them please, and ill petrify them so they don't get in the way of transport." Tonks nodded, the shock of seeing Harry a bloodied mess dying down, and her cheerful personality came back.

" They are pretty though dontcha think Hestia?" she asked as she tried to fold the wing with gentle hands. As Tonks folded one wing, and tucked it in place neatly, it seemed to get thinner and molded

itself on Harry's back, until only a white stump and a new mass of flight muscles were visible. "Cor, that's convenient huh " Tonks said, as she fingered the now white soft stump. She did the same to the other

side and got the same results.

Poppy cast the Petrificus Totalus silently but still she could still see the few feathers in the stump moving from the slight breeze now entering the room. "Petrificus Totalus" she

said loudly and swished her wand. Nothing.

"The charm won't stick to those wings of his" she said, but we can move him now" she stated pulling out a long towel."Everyone grab on" she stated as Emmeline, Hestia, Moody and Tonks supporting Harry between them grabbed the towel, while Hedwig was on her shoulder. "Hoot" Hedwig said as if confirming she understood Poppy. The order members grabbed the towel in various areas tightly, and Poppy looking one last time at the area, said "activate"





A rush of wind howling in his ears, Harry felt the strange sensation of a hook grabbing his torso by the navel and realized it was portkey. "OOOFF " Harry exhaled a breath as the wind was knocked out

him when a body slammed into him and they both fell to the floor. Smelling strawberry and a bit of sweat as his nose was pressed into the neck of the person, a pleasant smell he decided despite the sweat.

He inhaled again and heard an intake of breath."Wotcher Harry" Tonks said and Harry relaxed.



"Tonks" he said playfully, "aren't we going a little too fast for you to pounce on me at my room at night? Although I do like the idea of your aggressive behavior. That's so hot." He heard several chuckles and recognized some as order members, others as Weasleys. Surprised, he thought he was alone with Tonks on his room at pivet drive and he stood up abruptly and he tensed, and he felt a strange sensation on his back.





" BLIMEY!"



"WHAT THE HELL?"



"OOH SO PRETTY!!!"



"OH MY GOD!"



"HARRY!"



"Magnefique!!"



Several shouts and screams were heard, he swore he even heard a girly squeal. "What are you on about?" Harry asked and looked at the assembled order of the phoenix, and the Weasley Family.

"Arry, perhaps you should take ze look at ze mirror" Fleur Delacour said breathlessly, as she eyed the imposing wizard with a glint of a predator looking at its prey. "Wha... What? Harry stuttered, feeling shy as dozens of eyes watched him.

He looked down and was surprised to see he had no shirt on, and feeling embarrassed looked for anything to cover up his chest, as he was also beginning to feel cold in this dark grim old place.

He felt soft, warm feathers descend down and wrap down on his body and he was snuggly comfortable with the right softness, and he even felt sleepy just wearing it because it felt wondeful to the skin."Thanks Fleur" he said, smiling at the quarter veela.

"But I did not do zis!" Fleur said.

"huh? then who did? he looked around the room eager to thank who made such a comfortable and warm blanket."ARRY!" Fleur said, getting frustrated.

"Here take a look at yourzelf" she said, waving her wand and a large mirror appeared at the far wall. Harry turned and he cursed. The feather blanket was not something that was draped on his shoulders, it was wrapped around him and.... it all came from his back! what the hell? he tensed, and the feathery blanket snapped into its previous position and the wings fanned out, in full glory for everyone to see.

Silvery white feathers glinted from the gas lamps at the walls, and light danced of the wings from fire at the fireplace. A wingspan of more than 12 feet, he couldn't be sure, it extended down to his lower back. Majestic silver feathers arranged neatly along each wing.



Harry couldn't speak, and then he noticed something else, his wiry frame, somehow bulked up a bit, his toned chest clearly seen, and his jogging has tanned him enough to look.. well.. ruggedly hot if he should be modest, a god of handsomeness if he were to boast, though from his appearance no one was to question him. especially with the wings. they were beautiful he admitted. He never looked at the mirror, not wanting to see his snarky moody and depressed face, but now he wished he did, for he would have seen the development of his body weekly.



He noticed that he wasn't wearing glasses and he could see fine. Remembering what happened the past few hours, he remembered opening gifts, reading Hermione's letter and then.... the pressure on his back, the tremendous pain. There was some good coming off it after all trying to think positively.



"Well?" he asked, turning to his captive audience of drop jawed order members and a lusting veela shooting him hot looks. He didn't notice that though, immediately turning to Madam Pomprey for an explanation.

"Madam" he asked again and added by placing his closed fists on his waist, not realizing he was emphasizing his broad chest muscles tensing and showing sculpted arms. This had a paralyzing effect on the female audience as Poppy was still looking at him weirdly.

"Oh" she gasped then blushed and cleared her throat. "Well Potter, you arrived here ten minutes ago by portkey, after your guard spotted you lying face down with your room drenched in blood."

"oh" Harry said, surprised at the fast retrieval of his person. " who got to me?" he asked.

" Tonks came by and saw you like that, he then called upon us to assist you" Moody replied. Harry glanced at Tonks and gave an appreciative nod , and her face flushed at his attention.

"Thanks Tonks" he said warmly and walked towards her. he embraced her tightly, realizing that she was his last tie to Sirius, him being her cousin. He vowed to get closer to Tonks, to know her as a person and

not waste a single day like before. he was going to live his life to the fullest and try his best to kill and avenge his godfather. Kill Voldemort.



Of course as he hugged Tonks his wings naturally followed, covering them both with the soft and oh so warm feathery wings."Harry" Tonks said and hugged him back, glad he was not depressed as he

used to be like last year and relieved that he was completely healthy. She hugged him tighter wishing he would never let go.



The fireplace turned green, and Albus Dumbledore stepped out of the grate. Seeing Harry in the midst of the order, he assumed everything was normal and spoke " ah Harry so good to..." Dumbledore

trailed off , and his eyes widened, jaw dropping down like the rest of his order.

Upon hearing his name Harry turned to the headmaster, his wings fanning out again. This visibly shocked the headmaster into silence, something rarely witnessed by people that have known him for decades. They were privileged though to see the revered headmaster swearing as a sailor as he spoke



" what the fuck?!!!?"



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