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Well, Ron thought, This didn't go as well as I thought it would… Maybe Harry was right, I should've waited until later when we could do this in the Room of Requirement…
Ron was currently stuck in his animagus form, which, ironically enough, was the animal that the members of Gryffindor house called their arch nemesis Ice Prince of Slytherin, Draco Malfoy.
He was a bloody ferret.
A pure white ferret with silky white fur, a wriggling nose, and soft pinkish paws without opposable thumbs.
Just great.
Absolutely spiffing.
Not to mention that he was stuck.
And Hermione wasn't able to help him because she didn't know where he was.
And Harry knew what he looked like, but not where he was. He was currently (supposedly) in a meeting with the headmaster before dinner. Fat lot of good that did him.
And speaking of dinner…. –sniff-….he was missing it!
Ron frantically scrambled and slipped down the stair rails, following the delicious aroma of tender roast beef and juicy fried chicken.
When he reached the Great Hall, his little ferret nose was twitching as he scurried through a gap under the doors and stayed close to the stone walls. He ran, ferret paws moving quickly, before anyone noticed him, and hid under the nearest table.
Ron's little ferret heart was beating rapidly and he shivered, crouched under the unfamiliar table.
"Oh, look, a ferret! What are you doing here little buddy? You're shivering, poor thing. Here, let me warm you up." Icy cold hands grabbed him and lifted him onto the table top.
He squeaked loudly and tried to jump out of the squeezing hands.
"Pansy, you're squishing it. Give it here, before you kill it with your gorilla hands."
My savior. Ron thought.
Then he turned to look at his heavenly rescuer ……
OH SHIT, MALFOY!!!
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