Don't Poke the Mon
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, and Pokémon belong to Nintendo. I don't own them. Simple as that.
Written for the Return of the Daily Weird Prompt Thing
Prompt - Pokemon!AU
As the students entered the clearing near Hagrid's hut, they couldn't help but wonder what sort of magical creature they were going to study this week. Hagrid was trying something new, and had begun teaching his students about creatures known as Pokémon.
He began by teaching his students about dragon type Pokémon. It was no surprise that he started with dragons. What was surprising was that he didn't bring out any overly large, ferocious beasts. His students were expecting something more along the lines of a forty foot monster spewing flames into the tree tops. But Dumbledore knew better than to allow him to bring such creatures onto the school grounds.
The students were pleasantly surprised when Hagrid brought out some cottony balls of white fluff, and told them that these creatures - which were known as swablu - would one day evolve into dragons. Draco found this hard to believe, and scoffed at the notion as one of the tiny fluff balls flitted across the clearing and settled on top of his head.
A few of the students giggled and laughed, watching as Draco swatted the swablu and tried shooing it away.
"What sort of rubbish is this?" Draco grumbled, as the swablu cooed and perched itself on his shoulder. "You call this a dragon? Looks more like a flying ball of cotton candy if you ask me."
"It's not a dragon yet," said Hagrid. "Its still got a bit of growin' up t' do."
The next day Hagrid brought out a pair of sliggoo, which seemed rather fond of Draco and slithered all over his feet, leaving trails of slime on his pants as they brushed up against him.
"Well, would ya look at tha," said Hagrid, smiling broadly as one of the sliggoo peeked out from underneath Draco's cloak. The slimy little dragon burbled and cooed, with mucus bubbles oozing from its nose. One of the bubbles popped, spattering Draco's face with a thick, gooey white slime. "You look like ya could be a regular dragon tamer, Draco."
Ron laughed as Draco glared at him.
"You think this is funny, Weasley?" Draco growled, wiping the mucus off his cheek. "Just wait until he brings out his pet aridos. We'll see how much laugh when it crawls up your arm and eats your face off."
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After a week of feeding birdseed to the swablu and cleaning the slime off Draco's trousers, Hagrid decided to try something different. This time he brought out three small fox Pokémon - a vulpix, a zorua and a fennekin.
The female students were immediately drawn towards the adorable vulpix, and wanted to pick it up and cuddle with it. Draco stood off to the side, his arms folded over his chest as he watched the girls fawning over the little pink fox. He'd had enough of all these cutesy, cuddly little fluff balls. They were so sweet it was sickening.
He walked over to the pen containing the three foxes, and picked the vulpix up by the scruff of the neck. The vulpix didn't like being hauled out of its pen and manhandled by Draco. So it took a deep breath and exhaled a stream of fire in the boy's face.
Draco screamed and dropped the vulpix back into its pen, narrowly avoiding the brunt of its attack. He thought he'd managed to drop the furry little fireball just in time, until he turned around and the students started pointing and laughing.
"What're you laughing at?" Draco queried. "What's so funny?"
"Your eyebrows!" said Harry, who was laughing harder than anyone else in the group. "They're gone. You look like Seamus now."
The tiny fox growled and fluffed out its fur, daring Draco to try picking it up again. But the blond boy had had enough of these fiery little monsters, and decided that training sliggoo wasn't such a bad idea after all.