To the Ao3 Users

For everyone who heard of me through Ao3, my first account in Ao3 was banned a month ago.

Today, I created a new Ao3 account to publish my stories in Ao3, like I publish them on Wattpad, Fanfiction.net, and other sites. I'm hoping I don't get banned again because this time, I won't put any links or anything that breaks the rules in Ao3.

Anyway, my new account in Ao3 is called 'A_LITTLE_DIREWOLF' so if you see this Ao3 account publishing the free chapters of my stories, that's not someone stealing my work; that's just my new account.

https://archiveofourown.org/users/A_LITTLE_DIREWOLF

My Patreon Account is not changing, this account will remain my account where I publish the early access chapters and the One Shots.

I have created a new Ao3 account, where I publish the free chapters.

Thank you all for supporting me. I hope you all have a Good Day.

The first chapter to be published in August is the new chapter of A Nundu for A Pet. Here's a small teaser for everyone.

Soon, the class ended, and Harry gathered his things. He was about to walk outside when Susan approached him, looking worried.

"Hi, Susan. Do you need anything?" Harry greeted her, noticing that she seemed concerned about something.

"Harry, have you seen Hermione?" she asked, and Harry pondered deeply about it. He remembered that she wasn't present in the Main Hall; he had thought she was in the Library as usual.

"No, did something happen?" Harry asked right away.

"I heard from Lavender and a few other girls that Hermione ran away crying after the charm's class she had two hours ago." She informed him.

"What? Why?!" Harry almost exclaimed, ready to find her.

"I'm not sure, but they heard her crying, and I think she's still in the girl's bathroom crying." Harry was out of the class even before she even finished talking, he looked around, but he remembered that he had no idea where the girl's bathroom was, and it seemed Itisa could understand that he didn't know where to go. She jumped from his shoulder, and took off running.

Harry ran after her, and after five minutes of running around the castle, Harry and Itisa found the girls' bathroom. A few girls older than him giggled when they caught sight of him, but he ignored them as he knocked on the door. The door opened, revealing a Ravenclaw.

"Harry Potter, why are you here? This is the girl's bathroom!" the second-year Ravenclaw quickly pointed out and tried to close the door on him, but he quickly placed his foot on the doorframe.

"I heard Hermione is here. Is she here?" Harry quickly asked.

"Oh, the one with bushy hair, yes, she's still there." The girl said with an understanding look, no longer trying to close the door.

"Okay, can I talk with her, I'm not here to peek on anyone." Harry requested, the second year looked conflicted, before shrugging her shoulders, and opening the door for him.

"Thank you," Harry said and walked past her and into the girl's bathroom. Itisa walked ahead of him and stopped before one of the doors from where the crying was coming from.

"Hermione, are you there?" Harry questioned as he knocked on the door.

"Harry! What are you doing here? This is the girl's bathroom." Hermione's muffled voice came from the other side of the door. From her voice, it was clear she had been crying.

"Oh really, I could never tell," Harry said sarcastically, and he knew he heard a giggle from Hermione.

He knocked again. "Hermione, why are you here alone? Tell me, what's wrong?" Harry asked warmly, hoping she would just unlock the door. He didn't like to hear her cry like this.

"No one wants to be--my friend! I'm just a bossy know-it-all. The same thing is happening again. I'm--doomed to never have friends." Her sobs felt like a knife just pierced his heart. He didn't want to hear such words from her. Yet, he couldn't help but feel like he was talking to himself in a way, a younger version of himself without friends.

"Hermione, I'm your friend. We have been friends for two months now. How can you say that? Do you really think I would spend so much time with someone who is not my friend? Do you really think I would show my unfinished talisman to someone who is not my friend? Tell me, Hermione, because if I'm not your friend, then I have no idea what I am." Harry quickly said, with a smile, peering at Hermione through the small opening between the door and the frame.

Hermione sniffled her sobs as she peered at him, a small smile on her face. "You, you really—you really mean that?" she sniffled again, a smile growing on her face.

"Yes. I have never been more sure. You are my friend, Hermione Granger." Suddenly, the door was unlocked, and she threw herself at him. Harry was a little surprised but still enjoyed Hermione's hug, Itisa quickly jumped on his shoulder, snuggling her nose against him, and Hermione.

"See, even Itisa is your friend." Harry pointed out with a smile as they pulled away; Hermione giggled as Itisa licked her cheek, making it clear they were friends.

"Thank you, Harry. Thank you so much," Hermione said tearfully, still sniffling and trying to regain her composure.

Harry reached out and caressed her bushy hair. He liked the way they felt on his fingers and the way they moved like a spring when he pulled them softly and let them go. "Hey, this is what friends do, and it is not just me. Susan and Neville are your friends, too. I'm not sure about Tonks yet, but she will--" ROAR!!

Faster than ever, Harry leaped to his feet. Itisa had jumped from his shoulder and grown into her lion size. No, even larger. The puff of hair at the end of her tail busted in purple flames, and the spikes grew around her body.

"Itisa, calm down. What's wrong--" Then he heard the loud footsteps, which only grew louder. Suddenly, a giant club that a troll was holding broke the bathroom door in two pieces.