Drarry Oneshots!

Animatum Anima by Boooklover12 pt 1

Professor McGonagall of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry stood at the front of her rowdy Transfiguration class.

Normally, due to her stern demeanor, the class was subdued, if not silent.

That was not the case today. It was the first day back from the summer holidays, and the newly minted sixth years still had lots of warm weather induced energy. It didn't help that they were buzzing about the headmaster's announcement during breakfast, where he had proclaimed this a special all-house lesson. Add that to the fact that Slytherin and Gryffindor houses were like dynamite just waiting to explode, and you get one rowdy classroom.

Despite the Sorting Hat's repeated calls for house unity, the sixth years were still segregated. Gryffindors sat to the right, about as far away as possible from the Slytherins, who were glaring mutinously at them from the left. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff served as a buffer between them, even though they didn't particularly like each other either. Ravenclaws sat closest to the Slytherins, as they were the least likely to start a fight with the students in green. Hufflepuff sat closest to Gryffindor, because even though all the drama that had happened in Harry Potter's fourth year, they got along best out of all the houses.

Harry Potter himself didn't seem too interested in the chaos that was happening around him. His nose was planted firmly in a book, and he didn't even look up for Draco Malfoy's jeering. Hermione Granger sat next to him, also in her own little world, scribbling furiously on a piece of parchment. Ron Weasley, the third leg of the trio, was chatting with Seamus Finnigan. He, however, did look up when Malfoy made a vulgar comment about his mother. Draco had moved on from Harry due to lack of interest.

While not one of Malfoy's better insults, it still got a rise out of Ron.

"Hey, Weasel! Did the tub of lard you call your mother kick the bucket yet?"

"Shut it, Ferret!" Ron stood up, face fire engine red, with clenched fists.

Harry didn't even look up.

"You know, with your eating habits, Weasley, one day your blood traitor family isn't going to have enough food, and you'll have to go hunt! Won't that be a laugh! Blood traitor Weasley, hunting like a common Muggle!"

Anyone with two eyes and a brain could see that Malfoy was just trying to wind Ron up. Unfortunately, that did not include Ron. While brave, Ronald Weasley was not the smartest boy, nor the one with the most common sense.

Furious, despite Malfoy's pathetic insults, Ron reached for his wand. "Furnunculus!"

Malfoy, who had been expecting this, smirked. "Professor! Weasley attacked me!"

McGonagall, deciding to get the sixth years under control, shouted, "ENOUGH! The next person to utter a single sound will have detention with Filch! For a month!"

The class fell silent. McGonagall sighed with relief. This was not one of the things she liked doing as a teacher.

"Mr. Weasley, five points from Gryffindor for attacking another student. Mr. Malfoy, five points from Slytherin for antagonizing Mr. Weasley."

Malfoy started to protest, but was interrupted by McGonagall. "I am not deaf, Mr. Malfoy. I suggest you sit down and be quiet before you give me any more incentive to assign you detention."