Small Doses [Draco Malfoy]

8

Ella was seated on a bench in the courtyard. Enjoying a book when she heard footsteps walking by. She looked up for a quick second to see it was Draco and his group. She watched as Draco climbed a tree to take a seat on the branch. They were waiting for something.

"Ah, there's Potter. Cheat," Crabbe said.

"Why so tense, Potter?" Draco asked glaring at him. "My father and I have a bet, you see. I don't think you're gonna last ten minutes in this tournament." He jumped out of the tree, turning around with his arms open. "He disagrees. He thinks you won't last five."

"I don't give a damn what your father thinks Malfoy." Harry stepped up to Draco, giving him a small shove. "He's vile and cruel. And you're just pathetic."

"Pathetic?" Draco mumbled as Harry began to walk away. He pulled out his wand.

"Oh no you don't, sonny!"

It was Moody. He casted a spell turning Draco into a ferret.

Ella gasped and jumped to her feet to join the crowd that surrounded the fight. Everyone was laughing. She was mortified at the fact he turned Draco into a ferret.

"I'll teach you to curse someone when their back is turned! You stinking, cowardly, scummy-."

He began to toss the ferret up and down.

"Professor moody!" McGonagall shouted running over. "What are you doing?"

"Teaching."

He placed the ferret in Crabbes pants.

Goyle came to help him. "Stand still! Stand still!"

The two of them tried to get Draco out of his pants. The ferret bite Goyle. Dropping the ferret to the floor.

McGonagall turned Draco back to normal.

Draco stood up, his hair was mad. He turned to Moody while backing away. "My father will hear about this!"

"Is that a threat?"

He began to chase Draco. Draco ran off.

"I could tell you stories about your father that would curl even your greasy hair!"

None of his friends followed him so Ella took it upon herself to check up on him. She found him in the hallway, trying to catch his breath. His clothes were tattered and his hair was matted.

"Hey, are you okay?" Ella asked tapping his shoulder.

He jumped, he was jittery after what had happened. "He turned me into a ferret! I was in Crabbes pants! I saw things, things I can't unsee," he cried out.

"Hey calm down," Ella tried to help but he shoved her off him.

"Go away," he spat as he walked off. Crabbe and Goyle appeared from behind her, shoving her to the ground before following after him.

Ella decided to skip watching the first task for the tournament as she felt it was a waste of time. She decided to read instead and enjoy the quiet.

...

McGonagall's class was her morning class that day. She was to teach everyone how to dance for the Yule Ball.

"The Yule Ball has been a tradition of the Triwizard tournament since it's inception. On Christmas Eve night, we and our guests gather in the great hall for a night of well mannered frivolity. As representatives of the host school I expect each and every one of you to put your best foot forward. And I mean this literally because the Yule Ball is first and foremost a dance. Silence! The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizard world for nearly ten centuries. I will not have you in the course of a single evening besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling bumbling band of baboons. Now, to dance is to let the body breathe. Inside every girl a secret swan slumbers longing to burst forth and take flight. Inside every boy, a lordly lion prepared to prance."

The room was separated between boys and girls. Pansy was sitting next to her. She waved at Draco, in which he kept his eyes on Ella for some odd reason.

McGonagall choice Ron to dance to show the class how. Filch turned the music on.

"Everybody come together. Boys on your feet!"

All the girls stood there. None of the boys moved but Longbottom stood up, going first making all the others have to join.

"Ella?"

Ella looked up from her lap and saw Harry standing there. She looked to the side of him and saw Draco dancing with Pansy.

"Thanks," she said as she took his hand. She stood up and began to dance with Harry. Making sure to pass by Draco. Why did she want to make him jealous? No clue.