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ANIMAGI by J.K. Rowling

from  Short Stories from Hogwarts of Heroism, Hardship and Dangerous Hobbies

An Animagus is a witch or wizard who can transform at will into an animal. While in their animal form, they retain most of their ability to think as a human, their own sense of identity and their memories. They will also retain normal human life expectancy, even if they take their animal form for long periods of time. However, feelings and emotions are simplified and they will have many animal desires, feeding off whatever their animal body craves, rather than demanding human food.

It is immensely difficult to change oneself into an Animagus and the process, which is complex and time-consuming, can go dramatically wrong. As a result, it is believed that fewer than one in a thousand witches or wizards are Animagi.

An Animagus has a great potential advantage in the spheres of espionage and crime. For this reason, an Animagus Registry exists on which all Animagi are expected to log their personal details and the precise appearance of their transformed self. It is usually the case that distinctive markings or disabilities belonging to the human body will transfer to the animal self. Failure to enter oneself onto the Registry may result in a stretch in Azkaban.

When the process of becoming an Animagus goes wrong, it often goes seriously wrong. Impatience with the long and complicated process is generally at the root of such disasters, which usually take the form of horrible half-human, half-animal mutations. There is no known cure for such mistakes and those who make them are often forced to live out their days in their pitiable condition, being unable to become fully animal or fully human.

Talent in both Transfiguration and Potions is necessary to become an Animagus. No responsibility can be taken for any physical or mental problems resulting from following these instructions.

  1. For the space of one entire month (from full moon to full moon), a single leaf from a Mandrake must be carried constantly in the mouth. The leaf must not be swallowed or taken out of the mouth at any point. If the leaf is removed from the mouth, the process must be started again.
  2. Remove the leaf at the full moon and place it, steeped in your saliva, in a small crystal phial that receives the pure rays of the moon (if the night is cloudy, you will have to find a new Mandrake leaf and begin the whole process again). To the moon-struck crystal phial, add one of your own hairs, a silver teaspoon of dew collected from a place that neither sunlight nor human feet have touched for a full seven days, and the chrysalis of a Death’s-head Hawk Moth. Put this mixture in a quiet, dark place and do not look at it or otherwise disturb it until the next electrical storm.
  3. While waiting for the storm, the following procedure should be followed at sunrise and sundown. The tip of the wand should be placed over the heart and the following incantation spoken: ‘Amato Animo Animato Animagus.’
  4. The wait for a storm may take weeks, months or even years. During this time, the crystal phial should remain completely undisturbed and untouched by sunlight. Contamination by sunlight gives rise to the worst mutations. Resist the temptation to look at your potion until lightning occurs. If you continue to repeat your incantation at sunrise and sunset there will come a time when, with the touch of the wand-tip to the chest, a second heartbeat may be sensed, sometimes more powerful than the first, sometimes less so. Nothing should be changed. The incantation should be uttered without fail at the correct times, never omitting a single occasion.
  5. Immediately upon the appearance of lightning in the sky, proceed directly to the place where your crystal phial is hidden. If you have followed all the preceding steps correctly, you will discover a mouthful of blood-red potion inside it.
  6. It is essential to move, at once, to a large, secure place where your transformation cannot cause alarm or place you in physical danger. Place your wand-tip against your heart, speak the incantation ‘Amato Animo Animato Animagus,’ and then drink the potion.
  7. If all has gone correctly, you will feel a fiery pain and an intense double heartbeat. Into your mind will come the shape of the creature into which you are shortly to transform. You must show no fear. It is too late, now, to escape the change you have willed.
  8. The first transformation is usually uncomfortable and frightening. Clothing and items such as glasses or jewellery meld to the skin and become one with fur, scales or spikes. Do not resist and do not panic or the animal mind may gain the ascendancy and you could do something foolish, such as try to escape through a window or charge a wall.
  9. When your transformation is complete you should find yourself physically comfortable. You are strongly advised to pick up your wand at once, and hide it in a place of safekeeping, where you will be able to find it when you regain a human form.
  10. To return to a human form, visualise your human self as clearly as you can. This should be sufficient, but do not panic if the transformation does not occur immediately. With practice, you will be able to slip in and out of your animal form at will, simply by visualising the creature. Advanced Animagi can transform without wands.

Generally wizards prefer to have their clothes Transfigure with them, to escape the embarrassment of reappearing naked. However, it is possible to leave clothes behind if one wishes to give the impression of having gone for a bath or something similar. The longer a witch or wizard has been an Animagus, the better they will become at choosing the precise form of their transformations.

The animal into which one turns, if an Animagus, seems always to be that which becomes the Patronus. There is no known instance of the Animagus form changing to match the Patronus if the latter changes, but the Animagus who can also produce a Patronus is highly unusual and no study has ever been done on sufficient numbers to draw firm conclusions.

anonymous asked:

Can I request a daddy Taehyung smut where you're eating dinner with all the members and he fingers you under the table. And your like trying to hold in your moans, but it's getting harder and harder. And the rest of the members figure out what y'all were doing

Don’t play with your food:

Fingertips drumming against the table as your right hand struggled to hold the for steady against your lips eating some more of your pasta. Beads of sweat forming against your forehead in the center as your eyes danced around the table only to cast down on your food. You squirmed around a bit trying to clear your throat your legs trembling as you tried to think straight. Why were you in such a state? None other then Kim fucking Taehyung. 

It started with him asking you to come to a dinner for the members. It was a job well done dinner party hosted by none other than Namjoon himself. Of course you said yes, why would you have said anything else? You were their best friend and you had been with Taehyung for quite a while now. The only downside of it was you were the only girl dating a member. Sure they had friends and other things but that was it. And of course you didn’t ask them questions about their personal lives when they didn’t bring it up you just did you part with Taehyung to keep him happy. 

Pondering almost all week on what you would get, you brought a short black pencil skirt, and a sheer pink button down shirt. Tucking it in you had on a white camisole underneath it to hide your bra and your hair was up in pin curls in a ponytail. Makeup wasn’t too bad, pink lipstick on your lips. White and soft gray eye shadow as well as mascara and a little blush. 

Taehyung had told you that you look worth devouring and he himself was a fucking catch, that blonde hair plastered against his head and of course he couldn’t refuse putting on contacts. His black dress suit on with his blue shirt underneath, a black tie and black dress shoes. He was worth jumping on but you tried to hold it in. At least you did try unlike the certain man. 

As soon as you both reached the house the dinner was hosted in which happened to be the managers because the boy’s place were too small for this sort of feast the jokes started up. Looking at Taehyung you saw how flustered he was and he started to act a bit possessive, gripping on your hips and pulling you close to his body. But you tried to just play it off and smile and nod anything that would keep him satisfied. 

When food was served you sat in the middle of Taehyung and Jimin and Jin sat beside him. In front of you were none other than Hoseok, Namjoon on his right and Jungkook on his left. The table was filled with laughter jokes, and toasts. Everyone looked so dressed up as if you were all in a restaurant, it was the nicest thing you had ever saw. Starting to eat your food everything was going smooth until you felt that hand trailing up your parted left thigh. 

You shuddered at the feeling. Closing your legs you gave a glare to Taehyung squeezing his hand with your thighs but he just smiled sweetly at you and leaned in to press a kiss against your lips. His hand shoving its way up towards your panties were he started to draw lazy circles around your panties until you had a damp spot. 

You breathed deep steadying yourself as you filled your mouth with more food looking at him shaking your head gently. You knew it would be hard for you not to make a sound and Taehyung would give his all. He slipped your panties to the side rubbing his fingers up and down your folds slowly. Teasing you to get you very wet and needy for him. He was laughing and joking with the members like nothing was going on under the table like he wasn’t pressing his fingers inside of your pussy thrusting them in and out at a steady pace. 

He was finger fucking you, curving his fingers and stretching you out with scissor like motions. You were not extremely tight because you had fucked him last night and you knew tonight would become like last night. You bucked your hips slightly, tired of fighting it, how he made those come hither motions inside of your wet walls with his fingers stroking you. Your breast were hard against the shirt and your head kept dropping a bit eyes drifting shut every now and then. 

Apparently Jimin had been talking to you but you didn’t respond. “EARTH TO –! God, what are you thinking about?” Jimin asked you and at that time Taehyung decided to press his fingers against your spot quickly pumping his fingers in and out flexing his wrist so that he could rub your clit in a circular motion speeding up the pace. 

“I think she is thinking about a lot.” Hoseok mumbled as he watched you with a smirk causing you to laugh. Turning to look at Jimin.

“Aaah Jimin-ahh~” You used that pause to release the biggest sigh/ moan in your life. “I’m sorry I’m ignoring you. I didn’t mean to do it. I was thinking about work.” You said sweetly letting your eyes crinkle. 

“Working what? A pipe?” Namjoon asked shooting you a wink and Taehyung paused his fingers burying them deep inside of you,  You were frustrated beyond belief, your calf muscles tightened up as well as your thighs. Juices slipping down to stain your panties. You couldn’t believe Taehyung was fucking with you like this and then to just stop! 

Huffing and ignoring Namjoon’s comment you switched the subject successfully getting them to all interact with each other. Your hips started to move against Taehyung’s fingers and you were making sure to wind your hips trying to find and seek your release. Taehyung gave a soft chuckle and you knew that was to you his fingers moving again as he started to let you fuck yourself while he played with you. Your breathing got harder, it got faster and you had to brace yourself on the table with your forearms as more sweat came onto your body.  It took you a few more sly hip rollings to be releasing onto those thick fingers, your vision darkening for a second and you struggled to keep your eyes open looking as if you were twitching. 

“You know. We have a bathroom down the hall if you two need to.. Clean up.” Jungkook spoke calmly as Taehyung helped you ride out your orgasm. 

“E-excuse me?” You asked him jutting out your lower lips. 

“We aren’t dumb —. You forget we are all men and we know you two are fucking around. Taehyung is laughing too much at every joke even the unfunny ones, and even if he was good at sliding it off. You on the other hand barely responded.” Jimin admitted sheepishly looking off. 

“It was like she was twitching the whole time.” Hoseok snorted making everyone laugh. You felt your body turning hot you were so embarrassed. Shutting your eyes you kicked Taehyung under the table. 

“That leads to punishment.” Taehyung glared at you removing his fingers. He grabbed a paper towel to lick his fingers and grabbing your hand he pulled you from the table and down the hallway causing howls of laughter and ‘o’ noises to be heard.

it goes churning to the pit of my stomach; the pill i swallowed / a winter song- she sings november’s welcome, as you leave me yearning for the end i followed down the road / dark alley questions; our dumpster bodies / crime scenes- you, killer; clean handed lover / martyr- its getting harder. and harder to hold her closer / farther from the knife i sleep with under my pillow, and the holy words i speak before its tip touches my cheek / she yells shoot me; no gun to her head, and i all too willing / hands gripping- strangling every spec of the smile i wore.