Eloise Malfoy finally escapes the prison that is Malfoy Manor as she embarks on her time in Hogwarts. Immediately hitting it off with pranksters James Potter and Sirius Black, things don't seem like they'll go as smoothly as Eloise would've hoped.
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The branches of the Whomping Willow narrowly missed hitting Eloise as she stumbled backwards, conveniently into the arms of Sirius,
"Careful, Gorgeous. Don't want you falling too hard." he said smirking, standing her back up.
"You know, Elle." Peter's voice called from few metres away, "Now you're in control of your metamorphmagus abilities, does that mean you can turn into any animal?" Eloise thought for a moment,
"I'm not sure, Pete, let's find out." Eloise looked into the excited faces of her three friends, "Give me an animal." she said bravely and they all smiled,
"A cow!"
"A whale!"
"A tiger!" the answers rung out at the same time and Eloise turned to Sirius,
"A tiger? Well I suppose that was the least insulting." she glared at the other two before closing her eyes. She focused on the orange and black stripes of the feline and she gradually felt her body shift, it was similar to turning into Puff but it lasted considerably longer. Whiskers sprouted out of her face at a greater length, her teeth grew long and sharp, claws forced their way through her fingers and a strong tail curled out of her back. She opened her eyes, her senses heightened. She looked at the boys, each with a look of wonder etched clearly on their faces,
"Fucking hell." James spoke as he stepped towards his sister, his hand gently stroking her fur. A purr was heard from the large tiger as he nuzzled her heard closer to James' hand,
"Turn into a bear." Eloise faced Peter and closed her amber eyes, soon enough she felt herself rise slightly, her hands and feet getting bigger and her whiskers being sucked back into her head. She opened her eyes once more and was faced with big brown paws, she looked into the faces of the boys and decided to wow them further, she stood up on her hind legs, paws out in front of her as she towered greatly over her friends. A laugh came from Sirius as he stared up at the bear,
"What are you going to be for helping Moony, Elle?" he asked and Eloise thought for a moment. The large creature shrunk, her brown fur turning white and her large build being replaced with a miniature one, soon enough Puff stood in front of the three boys.
Puff bounded towards the tree and kicked the knot on the trunk, crawling through the entrance with Wormtail scurrying behind her and Sirius and James yet to transform due to the small tunnel. The Marauders reached the trapdoor at the end of the tunnel and Sirius pushed it open, climbing though and proceeding to transform into Padfoot, swiftly followed by Prongs. Eloise heard a strangled growl from upstairs and leapt forwards, taking two stairs at a time. She reached the room and caught sight of Remus...or should she say Moony. The werewolf stood in the centre of the room, raggedly breathing and spit dripping from his mouth. He caught sight of the small rabbit and his eyes un-narrowed, shortly enough the stag, rat and dog joined Puff in the doorway and they collectively walked towards the wolf. Prongs initiated the exchange, bowing his antlers to show the alliance between the animals, the werewolf lowered his head slightly, returning the bow. The stag bounded joyfully towards Moony, patting him with his hoof and showing off by kicking his hind legs in the air. Wormtail joined him, the pitter patter of his hurried steps echoing around the wooden room as he ran around in a playful zig-zag pattern. Puff took no time in joining in with the fun but the growl of Padfoot stopped her, the black dog nudged her leg warily and Puff immediately understood: he was worried about her getting hurt again, despite the fact that the last transformation went by without much fault. Puff had an idea, she ran out of the room, earning a slight whimper from Padfoot. She returned only moments later, but not in the form of the little white rodent. Instead, in the door, stood a big brown and white husky, not as big as Padfoot of course, but bigger than the rabbit. She had soft fur and hazel and green eyes which met the grey ones of the dog next to her, her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she let out an excited bark.
