Harry Potter Oneshot(s)

Harco (2) - My Pet

I almost burst out laughing as I looked at myself in the mirror. Well to be more accurate if I could have laughed I would have. I felt so ridiculously stupid as I looked over my tiny body. "Why had I done this again?" I thought. Heavy footsteps brought me back to reality.

"Draco!"

I skittered into my joining bathroom as fast as I could. My tiny lungs strained from the effort. I leaned against the door trying desperately to close it. I had little to no strength against the giant piece of wood. I closed my tiny eyes willing myself to turn back to my human form.

"What in great Merlin's name!?" I gulped not wanting to open my eyes. "Get off of the floor, Draco, and put some clothes on."

"Yes father." I sighed.

I did as I was told and exited my bathroom. My father and mother were sitting on the end of my bed. I gulped again not sure if I had been caught. Neither of my parents said anything until I was standing in front of them.

"So what were you doing?" My father asked.

"Nothing." I shrugged.

"Seeing a rat run into my son's bathroom. Then seeing that same rat turn into my son. I don't think that's nothing." My father raised an eyebrow.

"So you did see that huh." I sighed. "I ammm... I wanted to see if I could become an anemigus and what my anemigus would be if I did."

"A rat?" My mother asked.

"Actually it's a kitten mother." I shrugged.

"Well, go on. Show us." My father smirked.

I grunted. My father was a great guy even though he was cold to everyone. He seemed scary but I knew the real him. I knew he was looking for a reason to tease me and not be mad at me. Even with my mother there he would tease me. I nodded my head and closed my eyes thinking about my anemigus form. I still didn't know how to do this properly. I didn't open my eyes until a hand wrapped around my body. I opened my eyes and meowed as I was lifted off the ground.

"He's kind of cute. Don't you think, Narcissa?" My father poked at my stomach.

I bit at him and squirmed letting him know I don't like being poked or man handled. My mother seemed to notice and gently took me from my father. She had a look of disappointment on her face, but I knew it wasn't directed at me.

"Lucius don't man-handle your son like that." My mother scolded him and I tried to stick my tongue out at him.

I let out a chuffed huf instead and smirked as best I could. My father laughed and apologized. A few moments later they left and I was standing in front of my mirror again. They had taken this new development surprisingly well.

I managed to turn myself back and I flopped in bed. I was kind of tired from all that. I had been trying to get it right pretty much my entire holiday. It was a really intense push on my magic, my body and my mental state. Not long after properly getting into bed I fell asleep.

*~*~* Change POV *~*~*

My mind wondered to the end of my previous year. Draco had been much more distant, more reserved. I had followed him a few times because he had been acting suspicious. For the first time in all the years I've known him, he broke down right in front of me. And for the first time I really noticed his beauty.

"Malfoy?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I followed you." I shrugged.

Draco held his wand up. I could see it in his eyes though, he didn't want to attack me. I held up my hamds instead of going for my wand. I didn't want to fight him as much as could see he didn't want to fight me. Draco's wand dropped to the ground and he followed suit a few seconds later.