Not as cold (Draco Malfoy X OC)

chapter eight

What was I to do? Ignore her wishes? I don't think... Oh, I pray she doesn't, know that it's me and not some random ferret. After I had hesitantly moved over and laid by her, she had started to gently pet me.

Now, I ain't complaining.... It felt nice as a ferret. My eyes shut close as I leaned into her touch. I heard her let out a little chuckle. She then pulled her hand back, and sat up. I opened my eyes again and looked at her. Tilting my head in confusion.

This only earned another small smile out of her. She then stood up from the bed, making her way over to her closet. Understanding that she was, 100% without a doubt, about to change. I turned to look at the little digital clock, I hadn't noticed on her desk.

9:48. Oh.... It's night already!? Bloody hell... I turned to look back at her, only to see her bare back. I blushed, and quickly turned away. Crawling over to her pillow facing away from her. Why the hell did I have to turn to that. Why couldn't she have already been changed.

I scolded myself. Yet again, feeling the bed sink as she sat down next to me, pulling up the blanket over her lower half. I finally turned to look at her, praying to whatever higher being there is that she doesn't sleep in undergarments. I nearly let out a sigh of relief as I saw that she had a silky light green top on.

She looks good in green... I shook the thought away and moved over next to her a little. She glanced over at me and I froze. Smiling softly, she gave me a small pet. Before turning her attention back to the same damn book that she Carries around.

I let out a little annoyed squeak. Moving over and laying onto her, between her arms and side as she sat up with the book in her lap. She chuckled at this and I huffed. "Oh, don't be jealous," she said softly. "Hm... I still need to ask professor Moody what the hell all this is about..." She said to herself.

I froze. What will happen when she finds out that it's me and not just a ferret. She sighed. Tabing her page, and setting her book down on the desk. And blowing out the candle. The room swallowing is in darkness.

I could feel her shift around, laying down on her side. Not knowing where I was going in the dark, I bumped into something. And that made her laugh. I realized it was her stomach. She gently pulled me over next to her pillow, getting a squeak from me.

After a while, she had laid her hand on me gently. And I could tell she was fast asleep. Knowing she'll probably find out the truth in the morning, I sighed. And slowly fell asleep as well.