this is so short, I just want to get into the habit of finishing things that I start so, this may not be the best but I think the idea is kinda cute.
Summary: Regulus, Barty, and Evan reveal their animagi forms.
cw: nothing really, pretty fluffy and sweet. not proofread.
You can’t remember the last time you were allowed to sleep in, so you were taking full advantage of this lazy Saturday morning. You could tell the sun was shining through the curtains, but you didn’t want to open your eyes to greet the day, not just yet.
You rolled over, pulling your blanket with you and cuddling one of the many stuffed animals you’ve accumulated on your bed.
You scrunched the soft animal closer to you, resting your chin on top of it.
You could bask in this comfort all day.
You ran your fingers over the soft fur of the animal, softer than you remember. In fact, this stuffie was incredibly warm as well. Like one of those rice filled stuffies you throw in the microwave to warm up. Maybe you slept on the thing all night and that’s why it was so warm and cozy.
But the more you thought about it, you didn’t have a stuffed animal this size, this thing was quite big.
You feel the animal swell and shrink under your cuddling arm. Almost as if it were- oh my god this thing is breathing!
Your eyes shot open and were immediately met with small glistening black ones staring back into yours, a tiny wet nose, and the chunkiest raccoon you had ever seen in your life. A real, actual raccoon.
You only had a split second, your body reacting faster than your brain. You squealed and shot up and away from the animal, getting as far away on the bed as you possibly could.
The animal, clearly spooked, did the same and was now watching you from the opposite corner of the bed.
Out of the corner of your eye you saw a black mass jump up onto the bed to join this freakish party. A cat.
You looked between the cat and the racoon, wondering how they got into the castle let alone your room. Your frozen state was mirrored by the raccoon, obviously set on edge by your (completely valid) outburst. This however had no effect on the cat, it just curled up and plopped itself down on your bed as if it had done it a hundred times. As if it were your cat.
How did these things even get here? Whose cat is this? Did the cat bring this raccoon in?
While your mind took off a mile a minute, your train of thought was interrupted by a small chittering sound. You scanned the room looking for the source of the noise, but you couldn’t find anything amiss.
You carefully climbed off the bed, not taking your eye off the racoon.
You tried your best to follow where the noise was coming from, scared that there was yet another wild animal in your room. You looked under your bed, in your bathroom, in your closet- but there was nothing.
The chittering continued, making you worry it was in the damn walls when you caught a glimpse of tan fuzzy ears sticking out of the bottom drawer of your dresser. Cautiously, you approached whatever it was.
To be fair, this little fuzzball was quite cute, but the cuteness was overshadowed by the utter mess it had made of your clothes. Your folded and clean laundry was now being made into a fox’s nest.
Where did these animals come from?!
As the bushy tailed fox continued making its home in your furniture, you couldn’t help but stare in bewilderment.
You made the decision to reach for your phone to either call someone to help you shoo these creatures out of your room, or to take a video because your friends sure as hell are not going to believe you when you told them about this.
As soon as you turned to find your phone, you instead found Barty lounging across your bed, watching you with amusement.
“Barty!” you cried out. “Help! Help me please!”
He smiled back at you. “Help you with what?”
You blinked at him. “The wild animals! Get them out of my room!”
Barty made a show of looking around the room. “Sorry to tell you love, but there are no wild animals in this room.”
You looked around and… he was right. The animals were gone.
“The only wild animal here is Barty.” you heard Evan say from over your shoulder.
No, the animals had to still be here. You dropped to your knees and looked under your bed, certain that they were hiding under there. You saw some old shoe boxes, a sock that you thought you had lost, a couple hair ties, but no animals.
You saw the shadow of someone standing on the opposite side of the bed. You popped your head back out from under the bed to see Regulus now in your room as well.
“When did you three get in here?” you asked.
“What do you mean, treasure?” Evan spoke from across the room. “We’ve been here the whole time.”
Regulus and Barty laughed with him leaving you entirely confused.
“What are you talking about?” you asked the trio.
Regulus was the one to take pity on you and explain. “Well, we wanted to let you in on our little secret. We didn’t realize you would react like that, a miscalculation on our part.”
You still had no idea what they were talking about. Were you still asleep?
“Regulus,” you said slowly, “what the hell are you talking about?”
It was Barty who spoke up this time. “We’re animagi, lovie.”
That explanation did little to ease your confusion, but you started to connect the dots.
“You’re the animals?” you asked, still looking around trying to find the creatures, not believing your friends entirely.
“Yes,” Barty laughed, “we’re the animals.”
Barty sat you back down on your bed. You were still confused by the whole situation, only managing to get out a small “Why?”
“We became animagi,” Evan explained from the foot of your bed, “We wanted to tell you but Barty thought it would be funnier to just surprise you instead.”
“But, being an animagus, isn’t that like…”
“Illegal?” Regulus finished for you.
“Well not unless you register with the ministry.” Barty explained.
“Are you going to register with the ministry?” you asked, accusation laced in your tone.
Barty smirked and shook his head ‘no’.
You rolled your eyes and zipped your lips, not intending on spilling their new secret. “I just still don’t understand why you did it. Why did you become animagi?”
“Well," Regulus started, “I found out that my brainless brother and his band of idiots could do it so I thought ‘how hard could it be?’, and it turns out, not very hard at all. Once Barty caught on, he couldn’t be left out of the fun now could he?”
You looked to Barty who met you with a cheeky smile and a wink.
Turning your attention to Evan, you asked, “And you?”
“Well at first I was smart enough to stay far away from it. But then I felt left out.” He said.
You giggled at his explanation and laid back onto your bed, head falling in Regulus’s lap, thanking whatever higher power that the little fox wasn’t rummaging around in your underwear drawer. Those little freaks. “God you guys are so stupid. You really scared me.”
“It was funny.” Barty said, laying down next to you.
You looked over to him and smiled. “You know you’re quite a fat racoon.”
Regulus and Evan erupted in laughter, Barty looking offended as he whined, “I am not! I am well fed!”
You looked up at Regulus who met your gaze, smiling down at you. He had the same color eyes as a cat, how interesting. “Hey Reggie?” you asked.
“What do you think my animagus form would be?”
Regulus perked up, happy you asked. A mischievous grin spread across his face that made him look so much like his ‘brainless brother’. “I have an extra mandrake leaf. You want to find out?”
You matched that grin and nodded.
oh also I can't remember if transforming gets rid of your clothes... so this could be interpreted very differently lmao
