Harry Potter One-shots

DracoxRon: The Life of A Ferret

(One of my older fanfics, but enjoy I guess! :D )
Draco P.O.V.
Fuck! This sucks! He just had to turn me into a ferret! Bloody Mad-eye Moody!

I continued to run from the ugly toad of a man, slipping out of sight as I ran into the corridors unknown in my new ferret form. It was surprisingly easy to adjust to running on four legs, actually made me fast. I'd have to study it later. I continued to run down the hallways, avoiding feet until I was in an empty corridor. I looked around, calming myself and laying down, with my head on my tiny paw like feet. I sighed heavily, or at least tried too. Being an animal was way more different than being human. Almost made me feel sad for the little creatures.

I closed my eyes slowly, about to let sleep take over when I heard a heart-wrenching sob from the corner of the hallway. I laid still, hoping the figure would leave quickly. Nope, the world seems to hate me right now. A crying figure stepped a few more paces forward, before sitting a couple centimeters away from me. I looked at him and blinked in confusion.

'Why is Weasley crying?' I asked myself before I heard another sob.

"Stupid Tri-wizard cup, stupid Harry Potter, stupid Malfoy..."

'What I do this time?' I slowly walked up to him, still a little tired and dazed. I creeped silently and slowly, jumping into his lap. He jumped a little, surprised before seeing me and smiling softly.

"Hey there buddy...You trying to comfort the Weasel?" He gave a watery laugh and hugged me close in his arms. "It's weird...You smell like him...I wonder if he kept you as a secret pet?" He muttered mostly to himself.

'Like who?' I wanted to asked but I could only manage a squeak.

"It would be ridiculous if you were him. I would have called him Ferret and then we'd start fighting like usual...It's hard to capture his attention when he mostly hangs around Harry. Is it weird to be jealous of that?" He chuckled and nuzzled my fur with his nose.

I shivered a little at the ticklish feeling. This is probably the closet I've ever been to anyone, even father and mother. I've never been held with such warm intentions. Maybe being a Ferret isn't too bad? I was still wondering about who he was talking about, it had to be a boy but I always believed he liked that Mudblood Granger. So, he hangs around Harry and they fight often. Sounds a lot like Granger to me, but it's a boy? Dammit, I hate riddles!

"Your so tiny and cute. Maybe I should keep you? Your nice to talk too I guess. Ever since I lost my rat I've lacked someone who listens to me. Everyone listen to Hermione and Harry because they're so much smarter than me. Sure I'm a little clueless but I get straight to the point instead of explaining everything."

I pondered his words for a moment and nodded at him. He looked at me with wide eyes and a bright smile. "Can you understand me?" He asked and I just nodded. He laughed loudly, clutching his stomach. His laugh was airy and just right for my small ears, it was a way a Weasley laughed. Much like the twin's laugh but not as deep.

"Bloody hell, your a keeper," He joked. 'Seeker actually' I thought to myself. "I guess I should hide you away from everyone else quickly. I think I should probably head to Gryffindor Tower now so no one notices you." He said with a small smile, wiping his eyes and standing up with my small body in his hands.

"Sorry buddy but I hope you'll do fine with being in my pocket for a couple minutes." He said, placing my gently in his pocket. I slightly missed the warmth of his hand as he walked.

"Scurvy Cur." He said to the portrait in front of him. The woman was large but beautiful I guess. She had long brown hair and a flower crown on her head, wearing one of those Greece dresses. I'm going to have to remember this to break in one day. Weasley walked in quietly, heading straight for -what I think was- his dormitory. I was a little sickened by all the red. It was everywhere. Such a disgusting maroon color should be outlawed. Even before hating Gryffindor I hated the color maroon, such a dark and unsettling color.