Drarry Oneshots

Ferret

"You little shit! Come back!" Harry shouted from somewhere distant.

Everyone in the common room stopped briefly, wondering what all the commotion was. They quickly returned to their books and games when they realised it was just Harry and Murry.

"I'm going to kill you, come back!' Harry yelled, voice louder.
"Don't you dare even think of running down the stairs I swear to Merlin" Harry said angrily and out of breath.

Draco wanted to sink into the sofa. Why does Murry have such a grudge against him?

Before they saw Harry run into the room they saw a streak of grey with clothes in his mouth Sprint behind a sofa.

Then Harry appeared, hair slightly wet and curling from the shower and wearing only boxers.

Harry stopped dead then narrowed his eyes at Draco.

"It's not my fault!" Draco said defensively, his hands up in a surrender.

"It is. I'm going to murder Murry then you right after it! That blasted thing keeps stealing all my clothes!" Harry expressed, outranged.

"Can you please put something decent on. You're startling everyone with your almost Stark nakedness" Draco drawled. Although no one else seemed to be paying attention.

Harry stepped closer and said "I would if I had any left. Which is your fault because you brought that git of a ferret with you"

Draco looked helpless. Not only was he terrible at people yelling at him, but an almost naked hot Potter yelling was ten times worse.

"Murry hid behind that sofa" Ron said disinterested.

"You're so dead" Harry threatened pointing at Draco.

Then he took off and failed to catch Murry but ended up tipping most of the sofas and retrieving various pieces of clothing. Huffing he left the room and slammed the door to his dorm room shut behind him.

The next evening Harry came down to the common room covered in his duvet.
Draco raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Harry stomped over to Draco and angrily sat down beside him.

"That infuriating ferret stole my clothes again and I have given up. I'd murder you too but it's illegal to do that so"

"Check Pansy's wardrobe in the secret drawer" Draco said before looking at his book again.

"How do you know where Murry keeps his evil stash of my stuff?" Harry asked accusingly.

"Because he keeps stealing my scarf and hiding it in there and I saw your stuff in there too" Draco replied softly.

"And you didn't think of telling me?" Harry said his eyes blazing.

"Not my problem" Draco said shrugging.

Then Draco found himself being dragged upstairs, his wrist being tightly held by an angry Potter.
"Weasley help me! I'm being taken hostage by a mad man" Draco said desperately, trying to twist his wrist free.

Ron looked up, shrugged and said "Not my problem"

Once in Pansy's room, Harry stood and stared at Draco.
"What?" Draco asked annoyed. He had just got to the good bit of his book.

"Go get it" Harry demanded.

"You're insufferable go get it yourself"

Both of them didn't notice Murry sneak up behind them and nab a corner of the duvet and begin pulling.

"I don't know where the secret drawer is" Harry stated, irritated.

"Well that makes sense. It is supposed to be secret"