To Dare You

Chapter Nineteen

"Draco, calm the fuck down," Harry laughed as Draco pounced into his arms as he read his book. He sighed as the ferret shook his head and continued bounding around, jumping to his head of fluffy hair and caressing it once in a while.

My Harry, all mine. Draco pet Harry's hair. He hadn't felt such liberty to have fun in so long, and he had never been able to touch his silky hair, nor even got to pepper kisses on his forehead. You're all mine. He also had a more demanding, desperate, and emotional mind as a ferret, which with any ignorance or rudeness would have him crying even against his own will. It's not like he liked him more than he normally did, that liking reached its capacity, It was that he could think and say anything he wanted without any judgment. So fluffy...

"Would you stop?" He asked stupidly, completely forgetting about Draco's 'issues' with whenever Harry yelled or really, just told him to stop doing whatever he wanted to do, which was usually caressing his hair or licking him, which was just really nice and embarrassing. No, not nice. Yes nice. "Oh shit I fucking forgot, Draco, I-" He burst into tears and let our heartbreaking dooks. "Fuck."

No, Draco, stop crying! He thought to himself. No, Harry just yelled! His other side exclaimed. That side dooked and let pout quite weird screeches, and he didn't know what to do as Harry struggled to find what to do to calm him down. He could obviously transform back, but he did not want him to see himself balling his eyes our, for this reason.

"Uhh, Draco, turn yourself back into your human form?" He asked, looking quite uncomfortable. "Draco, I don't fucking care if you're crying or not, I'm not going to judge you!" He raised his voice as the ferret stubbornly shook his head, and, of course, began to cry more, now practically wailing. "Holy shit," He muttered, not in the mood. But, Harry could pet him so, maybe he was in fact in the mood. "I'm sorry Dray," He scooped the ferret up, with two free hands, and held him close to his chest, feeling the tears already begin to wet his clothing.

Draco dooked sadly, his tears slowing. After a couple of seconds he hugged Harry back, burying his face deep into his knitted Gryffindor sweater, which was the absolute cutest on the boy. His cheeks flushed, both from crying and how cute Harry was.

"I'm sorry my little baby," He cooed, stroking his back. He felt it was appropriate to call Draco 'baby' as he was small and cute, hence, the wonderful name 'baby.' "My lil' baby Draco." Harry grinned, and Draco didn't seem to mind, nor when he called him the name he hated. He massaged his ears gently as he liked them, as much as it sounded weird.

Draco let out happy dooks, this time heart-warming ones.

"You can go now," Harry laughed as Draco still clung to him. "Really, you can go now, lil' ferret," He laughed. He sighed when Draco shook his head and continued to read his book, a bit harder to with a ferret on your chest flicking their tail right in front of the book as you read. Harry really, really wanted to tell him to stop, but thought better of it. "Hey Draco, could you maybe st- I mean swish your tail a bit less?" He asked, doing his best to avoid the work 'stop.'

Draco's eyes filled with tears stupidly, but he complied, sniffing his sweater to smell his Harry. Like usual, vanilla, wood polish, and a bit of apple cinnamon, now that he had been with Draco. The cinnamon was new though, not complied to Draco, but he loved the smell.

A/N: Sorry for not putting these earlier, but trigger warning for vomiting, for my fellow emetophobia people. (That's me!) I would normally go into a little more detail, but even I wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Seriously?" Harry asked half an hour later as the ferret fell asleep, thumping onto his book. He picked him up and lay him next to him, laying down himself as well. He sat up almost immediately, remembering. He grabbed his vile of green liquid and eventually popped the lid off without a mess, and drank it, gagging as usual, running to the bathroom, vomiting. To his surprise, after a couple of seconds he heard Draco pad towards him, jumping onto his head and holding back his hair as usual. He gave a small kitten lick on his forehead passionately as a way of saying 'good job;' it was weird, but Draco was kind of proud of Harry being able to live vomiting twice a day for multiple days. "Thanks Dray," Harry gave a small smile, flushing the toilet and standing up to clean his teeth and mouth.

The ferret sat in Harry's hair as he did so, sniffing his hair. He flicked Harry's forehead with his tail a couple of times, sticking his tongue out as Harry looked at the mirror.

"You are one elegant ferret," Harry laughed, picking the ferret up and turning in circles with him in his hands. "Really, you are."

Draco was happy to 'say,' Harry was almost back to his usual content self, giving out more smiles, and laughing more. Even if it meant he had to go on little 'plane rides,' he would keep Harry Happy. He jumped onto his bed and jumped contently, waiting for Harry to sit on the bed. When he did, he curled up on his usual spot on his lap and closed his eyes as Harry watched him happily.

A/N: Hey friends! Thanks for reading! This is more of a happy chapter, also a filler. I hope you like Draco back as ferret! This Chapter may seem shorter, but its longer then most, I just had longer paragraphs. Happy reading! <3