Leaving the room with his uncle still writing in pain on the floor, but now magickally quieted. He still felt the power rushing through him, but it was receding, calming down.
He headed to the bathroom, to see what he looked like. He still had not seen his inheritinces. And he was curious.
Stepping into his aunt and uncles room, he stood in front of their full size mirror. He pulled of his shirt, which had rough torn holes in the back for his wings to get through.
He was toned, not that much but visibly fitter than before. His hair was pitch black, and had grown straight and down to his shoulders.
On top of his head were shortish very pointy horns. They pricked his finger a little when he touched them.
They were purple at the tips and blue throughout the rest, with the same colors on his wings and ears.
Also he noticed his wings were about ten feet long each. And very soft.
Also the centere of his eyes were swirling, sparking purple.
Nice.
He left his room and tortured both the renaming people in the household.
He was the boss now.
And them, his slaves.
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Slytherins heir
FanfictionHarry is saved by his snake familiar mortem, and introduced into the wonderful world of magic. Harry discovers his dragon familiar umber, and the truth about Voldemort, dumbledore and his mates. Credit to @janeconquestbackup for the amazing cover!
