Story line mainly follows the story line of the HP movies. I do not own the HP stories from the movie or the book. Starts when Malfoy is turned into a ferret.

Rating: rated M for language & maybe eventually adult content

Chapter 1

"Never-do-that-again-" said Moody, speaking each word as the ferret hit the stone floor and bounced upward again.

The crowd gathered around the scene laughed and hollered as the white ferret flew through the air.

"PROFESSOR MOODY!" cried McGonagall as she ran down the marble staircase, "What-what are you doing?"

"Teaching," said Moody.

"Teach-Moody, is that a student?" shrieked Professor McGonagall, pulling out her wand. A moment later, Draco Malfoy reappeared, lying in a heap on the floor with his sleek blond hair all over his flushed face. He rushed over to Crabbe and Goyle, throwing fearful looks at Moody and then a look of disgust at Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Alright. Get to class," growled McGonagall as the crowd broke away.

Hermione stared after Malfoy as he went off towards the dungeons.

"I forgot my Potions book in the dungeons. I'll meet you guys back in the common room." She declared as she slowly started walking away. As soon as Harry and Ron turned away, Hermione ran down the hall trying to catch up with Malfoy.

*Hermione's POV*

What am I doing? Malfoy's gonna think I'm crazy! I don't even like the slimy git...man...I need to stop listening to Ron so much...I'm starting to talk like-STAY FOCUSED! Malfoy! I'm going to check on Malfoy. But why?...I think I turn left at this crossing...Geez...this was a bad-BOOM!

"Ow! Geez watch where you're going-oh Malfoy...it's you."

"Granger. What are you doing down here?" Malfoy spat.

I looked down at my feet then looked back up at him. "I wanted to make sure you were ok. Moody beat you up back there. And I guess me running into you didn't help much...but I have no idea where I'm going and I wanted to catch you before you got in your common room and ya sorry for running into you too..."

"Do all Mudbloods talk that much that fast?" Malfoy interrupted, "Because that's a lot of words in a short period of time."

I straightened up and glared at him, "You know what. I'll just go. Forget I ever tried to be nice to you. You're not even worth it."

As I turned to go, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Wait. Don't leave yet."

I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms, "And why not?"

"Because..."

"I'm waiting."

"Because I didn't mean for it to sound bad...I'm not used to people trying to be nice to me..." Draco's eyes dropped to the ground. Shame and embarrassment coated his face.

I don't know why, but for some reason, empathy flooded throughout me as I looked down onto this vulnerable, blond haired boy. He's never nice to me or my friends and yet I decided to be nice to him. And now I'm feeling sorry for him.

What an afternoon? I thought as I tried to think of what to say next. I don't really know what to say to an arch enemy to comfort him.

"Umm...well...are you ok?"

He stared at me incredulously. "I can't believe you're still going to be nice to me." He quickly continued as he realized what he just said could be considered a bit rude, "But ya. I'm fine. I might have some bruises but it's not a big deal..."

"That's good," I replied as an awkward silence filled the space around us.

"So...uh...why did you decide to be nice to me?"

"Because no one deserves to get turned into a ferret and thrown around. It looked painful. You could have been seriously injured."

"You know, Granger. If I didn't know any better, you were trying to befriend me." He joked.

I rolled my eyes. "You make me laugh Malfoy. Me and you? Friends? HA!"

"Yaaa..." he carried on uncertainly, "That cou-I mean wouldn't ever happen."

I narrowed my eyes. He's hiding something. Does he wanna become my friend? Draco Malfoy? My friend? What's happening to this world...maybe I should just see how this plays out...who knows where it'll end...?

"Yea...well I think I need to head back. Harry and Ron will be wondering where I am...I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yea...see ya."

*Draco's POV*

So let me get this straight. Hermione Granger. The Mudblood. Just left her friends and ran me down to ask me if I was ok. What is going on? I mean I was happy she did. No one has ever done that before...but I mean shouldn't I hate her? She's Potter's Mudblood friend for god's sake.

As I walked into the common room, I continued pondering this peculiar puzzle now placed in front of me. I changed into my pajamas. I laid in bed thinking about Hermione and what had happened just minutes ago.

I mean what if she's not like the others...wait. That's it. Hermione Granger isn't like Potter and that Weasel he calls a friend. She's Hermione.

The minute I came to the conclusion, a warmth started in my chest and spread all through my body. I rolled over and closed my eyes and let the warmth comfort me as I fell asleep with a smile on my face.