A Spider Among Lions (Harry Potter AU)

[Uncle Grimgourd]

Hidden under the staircase of a strange generic house, lying amongst bloody sheets and piles of dead spiders, A child of what appears to be 7 years old twitches and sweats in his sleep. His skin appears bright, fiery red and upon his forehead a scar lies. Inflamed and bloated, the scar looks like a lighting bolt. Strangely, the inflated scar squirms like a hive of wasps beneath the boys forehead.

"Gah! No, please!" The boy cries, his raven black messy mop of hair tingling together with spider blood matting it to his scalp. The scar finally bursts open in a flood of black fluid, splashing the walls of the tiny dark space and melting them slightly, like acid. "AAAH!!!!" Screamed the boy, clearly feeling the pain of the rupture. From the open gash a small shape crawls out, A tiny spider still alive. Tiny, yet clearly venomous from the purple color of its body, it crawls across the boys face to his neck and bites him!

With one last gasp the boy jumps up, only to fall back down as he begins a profound transformation. As his burning red skin begins turning shades of blue and black, pieces of his Flesh begins slipping off. Skin slides from muscle as he screams in agony. He then passes out from the pain, too unbearable for his mind to handle.

(6 hours later)

With a jolt the boy awakens once more, only this time without pain "What? Where am i? Why the fuck is it so dark?!" He squeaks, A strange chattering accompanying his high pitched voice, "What is happening? I remember going to the mall yesterday, what happened? Am I dead?" He ponders aloud. He fidgets for a moment, twitching his fingers and a pair of strange appendages on his face, only noticing after a moment of confusion. "Wait, what is that on my face?!" He cries. Reaching up to his head, where he touches the objects on his face. "Woah that's strange! I can feel them being touched by my hand! That's not normal!!!" "Wait, stop for a second. I have to figure out what's happening!" With a moment to think about his next move, he tries to find a light in the room, it being oddly bright to his eyes despite no light being on.

After a few seconds of fumbing around he finds a string dangling above him, he gives it a pull. The room flashes brightly, blinding him momentarily. "Shit I should've seen that coming" he complains, blinded momentarily. Opening his eyes, he sees a worn out, tiny little closet space rather than the room that he thought it was. With a glace he notices the cleaning supplies, as well as the mashed up spiders laying everywhere. "That is not normal!" He exclaimed. Surprised by the piles of tiny corpses, he tries to back up, only to not budge from his position at all. "What?, why can't I move?" With a worried look, he looks to inspect himself, "WHAT THE FUCK!!!"

 

[Uncle Grimgourd]

What the boy saw could be nothing short of astonishing. Rather than the two human legs he had expected, he found a pair of insect legs. Shorter than he expected, they looked almost like the outer fangs of a spider. 'Pedipalps?' He thought, confusion and wonder blotting out his panic.

With excitement and a little unease he begins inspecting himself further, A tiny child like torso seemingly fused with the body of a spider. Oddly fuzzy with thick black fibrous hairs tinted with green in the light. Eight short and thick spider legs covered in hair that looks almost like shag carpeting. "What am I, A jumping spider?" He pondered. Imagining those tiny arachnids, smaller than a fingernail.

"No wonder I can't move, I am not used to this new body yet. All right, lets try to get up and move around!" With some effort the boy got his stubby legs to lift him off the floor. "I wonder where this is? Guess its time to snoop around" With some lethargy he wanders to the nearby door, despite looking like an 8 year old, he is only about the size of a 4 year old. Barely tall enough to reach the doorknob. "Ugh that's hard" with no small amount of effort he twists the handle and stumbles his way out of the closet.

"Where in the fuck am I?" He exclaims. Noting that the room he entered was a hallway. On one side was a door with a mail slot 'clearly the front door' he thought. The other end lead into what looked like an open living room. "Lets check this out first" he thought. With a little better footing he thumps his way into the living room. Finding that half the area is a basic kitchen area. 'Maybe I will make some food later if I have the chance, first I have to find a mirror though'. With a short look around the basic living room he went back to the stair and made his attempt at climbing them. As you could imagine, being a dwarf for all intents and purposes makes the task quite difficult. "God, fuck these tiny legs!" He squeaks, fumbling and bumbling his way up the tall steps.

With a few light creams and groans he makes it to the top with short breath. "phew, that was a workout!" He exclaims. A short rest to gather himself and continues onward. 'Being tiny makes everything look titanic! Sheesh, I feel bad for all those tiny people back home now' after a short walk he manages to find a door. Again with effort, he opens it only to find a room full of broken toys. 'Man, whoever's kid this is, is spoiled rotten' he wonders. The next door he opens is another bedroom, this one having a messy bed that smells like cottage cheese. "God that smells foul!" With a short look around, noting the unbroken toys and game console, as well as the nearly full wallet on a nightstand, he walks out and opens the next door. "Finally a bathroom!"

Upon finding hope tall the sink is, he looks for a way to reach the mirror. 'Where is a step stool around here... Ah there we are' with a look around, he opens a hallway closet and finds a children's toilet stairs. Moving them into the bathroom, he crawls onto the toilet lid and hops up onto the sink. "Woah, that was cool! Maybe I was not far off on that jumping spider idea" Now in front of the mirror, he observes himself for the first time.

As he sees himself, he notices the general shape of his new body first. "Yep, called it! I guess I am a strange, jumping spider Arachne? Drider? What would I even call this strange species?" He wonders. "Strangely fluffier than most spiders, not to mention that interesting Pattern on my new abdomen" what appears to be a sigil lies soon his new body part. Strangely, it reminded him of something. 'The deathly Hallows?' He thought. With but a moment, the boy looks for the distinct mark that he suspected he has. 'Yup, there it is. The lighting bolt. Though isn't it kinda different? It looks wicked now!" He looked in the mirror at his forhead. Cutting from his hair through his eyebrow, all the way to his collarbone, was a lichtenberg scar. A scar the branched out in jagged directions and turned the hairs on his head and eyebrow the it touched white.

"Huh, guess I was right. I am harry potter!" He exclaimed, staring at himself and seeing all the bits and bobs attached to his body. 'Spider body, chiton on my hands, ribs and cheeks. Strange grabbers of the edge of my mouth and eyes way too big for my face. I look creepy, in a mysterious sorta way!"

After his introspection, he took a moment to really think about his situation 'so I am harry potter, I am a strange spider creature and I and likely older than I look. Makes me wonder, if this is the Dursley's house where are the Dursleys?

With that thought Harry heard a noise, A car began pulling into the driveway. 'Ok, what am I supposed to do now?! Hide? Find and window and run for it?' He thought. 'Yes! Window sounds better! Gotta hurry!' With a hop he landed on the floor very easily and charged out into the hallway. "Window, where is a window!" In a rush he opened the next few doors until he reached the master bedroom. Opening it as he heard heavy breathing and jingling keys at the front door. "Where is that blasted boy, he should be here opening the door!" He hears angry murmering from the front door.

'There! A window!' With a leap Harry lands on the window itself, 'Oh yeah! Spider legs for the win!' Noting the fat wallet on a dresser next to the windowsill 'YOINK!' He grabs it and quickly slams open the window "What the bloody fuck was that!" He hears. Not taking another second he leaps from the window. 'Wait, its the second floor!!!'

 

[Ghostcraft19]

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