Hello everyone! Here's a cute Dranny fanfic! Enjoy! =)

Chapter 1

Ginny has never seen a more adorable ferret!

She looked around her and saw a commotion in the courtyard. She saw Crabbe and Goyle, a couple members of Draco Malfoy's posse, along with Harry and Mad-eye Moody. Draco Malfoy was probably causing trouble again. She shrugged her shoulders and looked at the white farret who was now scampering down the corridor.

"Now hold on, you," she said and scooped it up. "Now who do you belong to?"

She looked around her and people seemed oblivious to the ferret. She looked back at it and it looked up at her with blue eyes.

"You're adorable. Whoever's lost you is probably missing you like mad."

The ferret tried to get out of her hold, but she kept ahold of him. She heard it sigh-what she thought was a sigh.

"What's wrong? Don't worry. I'll find your owner."

She walked on down the corridor and the farret still tried to let itself free.

"C'mon. Don't fret."

Ginny made it to the Great Hall and saw some students in there, and a couple teachers sat up at the front keeping an eye on things. It was the lunch hour. She saw Professor McGonagall get out of her seat and start walking between the long tables.

"Professor McGonagall," Ginny said, but the witch walked passed her in a rush.

"Please excuse me, Miss Weasley, I have to stop a cafuffle in the courtyard. That Mad-eye is causing trouble."

Ginny sighed and watched her head-of-house exit the Great Hall. She looked down at the white-as-snow ferret she was holding.

"Hm. Maybe I can catch her later. Professor Dumbledore's too busy..."

"Hey, Ginny! Where'd that ferret come from?"

Ginny looked over at Padma Patil sitting with her sister Pavarti. "Oh, I found him near the courtyard. I'm going to try and find his owner."

"'His'? It's a boy?"

"Yes, he is." The ferret squirmed and she tightened her hold. "Isn't he lovely?"

"He is," Padma said, and Ginny sat down across from them. "Golly, I've never seen a ferret with blue eyes before."

"That's why I think he's so adorable. His owner's probably looking for him right now."

"They'll probably post around saying they lost thier ferret," Pavarti said.

"That's what I want to do," Ginny said. "Make some posters. I was going to ask Professor McGonagall for premission, but she had to go stop a fight in the courtyard."

"Probably Draco Malfoy causing trouble like he usually does," Padma said with a twirk of her nose. "Can't stand that boy."

The farret tried to get out of Ginny's hold again, but she kept hold. "That's what I think," she said as the ferret continued to squirm. "I saw Harry out there with Mad-eye Moody, and Malfoy's posse."

"Yep, definitely causing trouble again," Pavarti said. "So what are you going to do with the ferret until someone claims him?"

"Just hold onto him, I suppose. I don't want him in the wrong hands."

"You mean you're going to pet-sit him?"

"Yeah. Why not?"

The ferret let out another sigh through his nose, and the girls thought that was cute. They had no idea who this ferret was, and that the boy inside of him was very annoyed and frustrated.

Draco had no choice. He couldn't tell this Wealsey girl who he really was. All he could do was squeek and growl.

Ginny had a hold on him like iron as she sat with him in her lap as she and the other Gryffindor girls were in the girls dorms that night. He kept his eyes away from any girls who may be changing clothes.

He may be a ferret, but there was still a teen-aged boy in there.

"Ginny, you're really going to keep him?"

"Yeah, I am. At least until I find his owner. I'll ask around tomorrow."

"So you're going to hold onto him all day? Like in your classes and such?"

She petted his back, which he actually found quite relaxing. His eyes started to droop, but he could still hear the girls talk.

"Hm... I don't know. Maybe I'll just keep him in my bag. It's big enough."

There was silence for a moment, then, "Aw, look... he's falling asleep."

"Looks like it."

"That's so cute."

Draco's little wet nose twitched. He's never been called cute or adorable in his life, maybe when he was an infant. He wasn't used to it at all. Especially when girls said so.

"What are you going to name him?" asked the other girl.

"I don't know. He probably has a name."

"Just make one up for the time being."

"Mmm... he's all white, so how about Snowball?"

"That sounds perfect!"

"Alright. Snowball it is."

Draco's nose twitched again. Snowball? They couldn't pick a more masculine name? Well, they were thirteen-year-old girls, after all.

The girls started talking and laughing, but Draco didn't pay much attention. Ginny continued petting his back, and he couldn't help but drift off to sleep.

Tomorrow, he'll try to escape this girl's bag and find someone who was there in the courtyard and saw him transform.

His beady eyes shut and he fell asleep. The next time he opened them, he saw a girl's sleeping face right next to him. His heart beat with alarm, then slowed when he realized he was still a ferret. And that girl was Ginny Weasley.

Why did it have to be Ginny Weasley, the scrawny red-headed girl who is the youngest child of the family his family hates? Why couldn't it at least be someone from his own house?

Maybe he shouldn't have run away and just let someone turn him back into a human. Professor McGonagall was on her way, so if he stayed, he would've been changed back.

Too late now. He had to deal with this until he could go and find her himself. She's the transfiguaration professor, so she most likely will notice that he's not a real ferret.

Oh, how he wanted to get Harry Potter back for this one, even if it wasn't him who tranformed him.

Ginny groaned and her eyes fluttered open. The sunlight from the window hit them just right, and Draco saw that they were big and green.

"Oh," she said and propped herself up on her elbow. "Looks like you're awake."

She petted his head, and again, he instantly felt relaxed. Now he knew why cats liked to be petted so much.

Ginny got up and Draco dug himself in the blankets as he heard her undress and re-dress. Even though he was a ferret, he could still feel his cheeks heat up.

"C'mon, Snowball, time for breakfast."

He was picked up and placed in a musty leather shoulder bag. As Ginny walked, his little body was hit at by her books and things inside the bag. Desperately wanting to escape, he poked his head out and saw people walking by. Ginny was busy talking to the girls with her. He slowly moved more out of the bag.

"Oh, careful, Snowball," Ginny said and slid him back into the bag. "Don't fall out."

He let out a frustrated sigh. He knew from observation that Ginny Weasley was headstrong and observant. He wasn't going to be able to escape easily.

The scent of bacon, eggs, toast and pumkin juice filled his small nostills and made his tiny stomach growl. He hadn't realized that he skipped dinner yesterday because he was, well, a ferret. He spent all of dinner trying to get away, but Ginny kept a hold of him.

Ginny sat down at her table and set the bag on the floor. She opened it and picked him up and sat him in her lap.

"What's with the ferret, Ginny?" some boy asked.

"I found him yesterday. I'm keeping him until I find his owner."

"Hey," another boy said, "did you hear that Draco Malfoy got turned into a ferret yesterday? I didn't see it, but I wish I had."

Draco's little heart started racing. C'mon, someone make the connection!

"Serves him right," said a girl. "I hope he stays a ferret for life."

"I think he's missing from the Slytherin table. He's probably still scampering around somewhere."

They all laughed and Draco pleaded that someone would realize that he was that ferret! Were these Gyffindors really that stupid?

"Ow!" Ginny yelped after Draco intentionally bit her finger.

"What?" some girl asked.

"He bit me. I think he's hungry."

"Are you sure you should be keeping that thing around?"

"It's not going to be for long."

Draco found a small piece of bacon in front of him and he immediately took hold of it with his little ferret hands and ate it in a few seconds.

"He was hungry," Ginny said, and gave him a full piece of bacon to eat. Draco didn't know he could be so happy with one piece of cooked pig.

Once done with that piece of bacon, he poked his head up above the table and saw more delicious things.

"You're right, Ginny, that little guy is cute."

"Yeah, told you. Here you go, Snowball." She gave him some more bacon and he scarfed it down. He actually found himself gracious towards this Weasley girl.