"Why surprised?" asked Harry. "My godfather and honourary uncles are both canines of a form. A dark furred Eurasian wolf seems to be a great blend of the two."
"My galleon was on you being a bird animagus, considering how much you like to fly," said Sirius.
"I fly for the freedom of it," said Harry. "I long more for family - pack." Both adults nodded back in thought.
"I think I'll be next," said Daphne.
As she walked over to take her own phial she snapped a hair out of her scalp and dropped it in. Once it turned gold she walked to where Harry now stood and got out of her way.
As did Harry, she kneeled on the floor and sat back on her haunches.
As soon as she was ready she barely hesitated in chugging back the potion and dropping into her meditative state, glowing a little.
And, as with Harry, she quickly morphed into her animagus form. Both adults were stunned by the result. While Harry's form took that of a Eurasian wolf, her own took that of a Grey wolf with blonde highlights.
"That's... highly "Two wolves?"
unusual,"
said
Remus.
"I guess we should have expected it," said Sirius.
As she was about to transform back, Harry quickly grabbed a blanket off Remus, flicked it out to open it right up and quickly stepped forward to wrap it over Daphne's back and around her shoulders.
When she transformed back, and while Harry held the blanket around her, Daphne quickly rearranged her clothes back into a presentable fashion before standing up. With a nod to Harry she stood up straighter and removed the blanket from her shoulders, before the two rejoined the others.
Hermione had already taken one of her own hairs and dropped it into the remaining potion while Daphne was getting sorted out.
As she passed Daphne and Harry she grinned and winked at them as she sat where her two bondmates had sat.
"Any bets on whether it's another wolf?" asked Remus.
"No bet," Sirius immediately shot back.
Assuming the same pose on the floor, Hermione shot back her own potion and closed her eyes.
A few moments later she glowed and transformed. Where once sat human teenager Hermione, now sat a Timber wolf.
"Damn!" said Sirius. "All three of them. They really are kindred souls."
"You doubted that?" asked Harry, a little amused.
"I guess we shouldn't have," acknowledged Remus.
When Hermione looked like she was about to transform back, Harry hurried forward with the blanket and covered her as the transformation took effect. As with Daphne, he held the blanket in place as Hermione reassumed her human form and rearranged her clothing under the blanket.
As she stood she took the blanket off her shoulders, grinning the whole time. "They're the same and different," said Remus, once the teens were fully back to being presentable. "All wolves but slightly different species."
"Uh-huh," agreed Hermione. "Harry's a Eurasian wolf, but with darker colouring to more closely match his natural hair colour. Daphne's a grey wolf with the similar effect on her hair. And I'm a timber, or Eastern, wolf with hair that's a touch frizzy... like my own natural hair."
With Daphne and Deece's help in getting the right hair potions, Hermione's hair was now in long wavy locks.
"The Eurasian wolf, Canis Lupus Lupus, and the timber wolf, Canis Lupus Lycaon, are both subspecies of Canis Lupis, the Grey wolf; which is Daphne's form. Canis Lupus Familiaris, the domestic dog, includes Irish wolfhounds... Sirius's form; so, the Irish wolfhound is actually a subspecies, a few removed, of the grey wolf, too."
"We're pack!" Sirius happily exclaimed. "This means we're really going to be working hard on getting you to change into your animagus forms over the next couple of weeks. If possible, I'd like to have you confidently making full transformations before your wedding.
"We're going to be able to have so much fun!" he said, before he switched to his form and bounded around the room, barking happily.
The others all laughed at his antics.
"No wonder you three kept it a secret," grinned Remus. "We thought it'd be a nice surprise," grinned Daphne.
After an evening where the entire household of seven sat down together for dinner, the three retired to their room to discuss the events of the day.
Speaking about the revealing of their forms, Daphne said, "Sirius and Remus's expressions seeing our forms were quite funny."
"It was hilarious," laughed Harry. "I'm glad Hermione suggested we keep it secret until the potion. Seeing the expressions on their faces when we each changed, especially your two, well made it worth it."
"What's next?" asked Hermione; as always, eager to learn. "Next we meditate, seek out the wolves within each of us, and attempt to merge with them," explained Harry, as if they hadn't discussed this numerous times before. "However, we shouldn't even think of doing that without adult supervision with either or both Sirius or Remus."
"I still don't really understand what they mean by that," she grouched.
"I think it'll become obvious once we start," said Daphne. "I think I have a fair idea now; but, I don't want to say anything in case I'm wrong and set us back."
"When do we get our names?" asked Hermione.
"By Marauder tradition, that's up to Sirius and Remus," smiled Harry. "It's not much of a tradition if Remus and Sirius were part of the four who supposedly started the tradition," she grouched.
"All traditions start somewhere, love," said Daphne. "Why not with the original Marauders for the naming of animagus forms?"
"I just..." she sighed. "I just... don't want mine to be something I don't like."
"We'll make sure it's something you'll like," said Daphne. "I very much doubt that 'Prongs', 'Padfoot' and 'Wormtail' were first choices, either."
"But, Moony might have been," said Harry.
"According to Sirius, your dad gave him that nickname before they all became animaguses," explained Daphne. "It was discovering Moony was a werewolf that led to them searching for a way to accompany him while he was in his transformed state; and that led to them studying up on and becoming animaguses."
With a few nods back, Harry turned to Hermione and asked, "I daresay, since you've discovered your form, you've given thought to a few nicknames. What sort of name appeals to you?"
Hermione flipped open her trunk and pulled out the journal she'd taken to keeping. Opening it up to a specific page, she read, "Stalker, Fleetfoot, Sprinter, Tracker..."
Harry and Daphne started to gently laugh.
"What?" asked Hermione; confused. "We get it," said Daphne. "You want a name that more closely resembles the nature of your form, rather than just the physical type of form. Each name you mentioned relates to something the form does, rather than is."
"For example," said Harry. "You could have chosen names like Fang, Ruff, Woodsy, and Frizz; but, they all refer to the form itself. Understand, love?"
Hermione looked down at her journal, gnawed a little on her bottom lip, and said, "You're right. I've got nothing like that here."
"As the three of us are wolves, I think Hermione's wish is likely to come true," said Daphne. "It would be a bit difficult to assign us names based on physical characteristics when we're all pretty much the same." "I'd already thought of names for the both of you," grinned Harry. "But..." He held up a finger before either could ask what it was. "But... I'm not telling you what they are until those two are ready to start assigning them."
Both girls grumbled back.
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