To Dare You

Chapter Twenty

"Miss me?" Draco asked, back in his human form, holding Harry's hand again. He hoped Merlin would do him a good deed and not have Harry mention his crying fiesta, but maybe he wasn't in a good mood.

Harry glared at the boy who had waken him. "No, I've been with you the entire time." He grumbled, turning around and closing his eyes. "And I like Silver better then you."

"Wow, rude," Draco pouted, turning into the all too familiar ferret, jumping next to Harry's face and jabbing it.

Harry, this time not caring, just yelled at the animal. "Draco, calm the fuck down and stop!" He faced the other direction, getting tangled in the bedsheets, as Draco just stood on his hind lags, tears streaming out of his eyes. Harry just groaned as the ferret gently prodded him with his little wet nose, tears also staining his shirt. "Draco, stop," Harry repeated as the crying mess jabbed him again.

He sulked away sadly, not wanting to, again, become human and risk Harry see him cry, and also thought it best not to annoy the brunette.

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After an hour, he padded back to Harry, prodding him with his nose, hoping he was in a better mood. He dooked happily, getting over his sadness.

"Hey Draco," Harry smiled, hugging the white ferret. "Sorry about earlier." He laughed as Draco nuzzled his face into Harry's neck, his fluffy fur tickling his neck. Harry just hugged him tighter, not too tight, as he squeaked apologetically.

Draco turned into human, awkwardly on top of Harry. "Sorry," He mumbled, a deep blush coating his cheeks and neck as he rolled off.

"Erm," Harry flushed as well. "Draco, why do you cry really, really hard whenever I shut you down or just raise my voice?" Harry asked, sounding quite amused.

"To be honest, I don't know. I'm kind of just there in my head like, why the hell am I crying? Draco, stop! And I'm just there. If that makes sense?" He explained, smirking at Harry's face of utter confusion.

"Okay..." He said slowly, as though this would be the moment he put his hands in the air and slowly walked backwards. "Weird, but noted. So, you are human now," He began. "Next time you turn into your animagi, please, fuckong calm down!" He stared.

"You've been wanting to say that for a while, but you knew I would cry," Draco laughed.

Harry nodded, bursting into sudden laughter, falling back onto the bed. He randomly glared at Draco, hoping he would get what the shorter was hinting not-so-obviously.

"You want Silver, don't you?" He glared.

Harry nodded innocently. "I like him better than you. He gives better cuddles. And it's cute when he cries. But it also is kind of depressing. Not really though. Dray, you suck."

"Rude!" Draco exclaimed looking very disgruntled.

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"Dray, come back," Harry pleaded as the ferret ran away from him, in tears. "Merlin! I wasn't even talking to you! Dray, please! I was talking to Sirius!" He called as Sirius' face popped away from the fireplace.

Harry had raised his voice at his godfather as Draco sat in his lap, and the little ferret had thought Harry yelled at him, so ran away in tears, as usual.

"Dray!" He repeated as Draco hid behind a pillow, trembling as he wept. "Merlin, Draco, I wasn't talking to you!" It was always Drama with the lil' ferret, also always his fault. He removed the pillow from him, finding the crying mess. "Oh, come on Dray," He picked him up and sat on the couch, stroking his back as he shook on his hand. "Draco, I know you aren't trying to cry, but it's okay," Harry smiled softly as stroked his back, running his fingers along the soft fur.

Harry was really soft towards the ferret, and there was no denying it, both from Draco and Harry. And Draco, well,, he was just soft and a crybaby as a ferret. Soft as human.

"I need to study, Draco," Harry planted a kiss on his head and set him down, careful to not ignore him under any circumstance.

Draco, of course, had finished everything.

"And 'Mione and Ron are coming in a bit, so you need to transform back when I tell you," He rubbed his belly while accio-ing his quill, books, and parchment.

Draco whined.

"You don't want them to come, do you?" Harry asked as he climbed onto his shoulder and nuzzled his neck as usual, shaking his head, tickling him with his small whiskers. "Well, too bad baby Dray, they are." Harry hoped the comment wasnt too harsh.

He hissed at the idea of Granger and Weaselbee coming close to his Harry. He transformed into his human form as Harry began to write, having the quill fly out of his hands.

"Hey!" Harry exclaimed as his ink pot spilled.

"Oops," Draco laughed, totally not sorry. "Do they have to come?" He whined, shaking Harry.

"Y- yes they do, Dr- Draco..." He sung as he kept on shaking him. "I h- haven't talked to them in- days..." He added. "So too bad..."

"Fine." He grumbled, cleaning the ink mess with his wand. "I'll survive."

"Yep." Harry was actually beginning to like the boy better than as a Ferret, the fuzz ball was way too much work, and was also very, uh, loud, when it came to wailing about stupid things. Draco also looked a lot better as a human, as much as the ferret was basically a cuddling pom-pom. But, cuddling the ferret was the best thing that could ever happen to a witch or wizard.

"...but I'll still hate it."

"Shut up!" Harry laughed, hitting him in the face with a pillow.

A/N: Hello! I hope you liked this chapter! This is also more of a fun and uneventful chapter, also like a filler. Next chapter will be of talking, and maybe, maybe cuddles. Thanks for reading!