{"sf1_id":1188078,"sf2_id":"rn9vRAy1","title":"A Confuzzled Potter Tale (A Harry Potter Furry Fanfiction)","author":"Kumoa","words":481,"posted_at":"2017-06-01T11:11:00.000Z","tags":["Fanfiction","confuzzled","harry potter"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1188078-a-confuzzled-potter-tale-a-harry-potter-furry-fanfiction","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rn9vRAy1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/1d/08/1d088e17-1c9f-4bd6-b920-9cb7a061a265","description":"Harry accidently gets introduced to furries.\nTakes place many years after the events of the books.","content":"\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;James Potter pulled upto the hotel and parked his SUV. He had been driving for a few years now and still found it sort of strange\u0026nbsp; but by now he was used to it. He got out on tired legs, it had been a long ride to this Private Security conferance in Birmingham.\u0026nbsp; He had been sitting for way to long.  \n\u0026nbsp; He walked around and took out his bags and began to walk towards the lavish hotel. The Birmingham Hilton Metropole, a very nice\u0026nbsp; place to be sure but he was to tired to notice. As he was walking up he did notice a sing board that read \"Welcome to Confuzzled\".\u0026nbsp; He stopped looked at it and shruged , went to the front desk and checked in. He made it to his room somehow and layed down for some\u0026nbsp; rest.  \nHe awake the next day dressed and went downstairs for some breakfast. On the way down he noticed people staring at him. And then\u0026nbsp; the confusing comments started. \"Hey man, nice suit! WHo made that?\" and others like \"Wow very nice dude hope to see you downstairs\u0026nbsp; during the parade. That suit is awesome!\". The comments continued all through breakfast but he didn't think much of it, until he went to get up after waking up fully , after a cup or 3 of coffee, and noticed his hands where furry. He gasped, looked around and\u0026nbsp; no one seemed to mind. Then he noticed others that where also furry but not animugus such as himself but appeared to be in manmade\u0026nbsp; suits of some kind that where made of Fur. Some even had wings. This intrigued him. He listened in on conversations around him\u0026nbsp; while still eating breakfast, because he was still hungry why not. He heard conversations about Furry games, and Fursuit makers and\u0026nbsp; the like. He slowly got up and went over to a computer that was off to the side for the public to use and begane to look these\u0026nbsp; things up. He soon came to understand what he had stumbled upon, A furry convetion. He felt accepted. He felt at home. No one cared\u0026nbsp; he was THE Harry Potter. All they saw was a furry looking man who had horns. This was his partial transformation. He looked like a\u0026nbsp; tall stag that stood on two legs with horns. He was brown in color. Nothing fancy but still a walking talking stag. Most people\u0026nbsp; would be freaking out about this, but here they did not. THey thought he was one of them, a Furry. So he decided he might as well\u0026nbsp; have fun with it and joined in their Furry games for the weekend. He ended up having the time of his life.\u0026nbsp;\n\n(NOTE: IF anyone wants to adopt this story and continue it , do a rewrite to flesh it out. Please let me know.)\n\n  \n  \n\n"}