Disclaimer: I am not the author of Harry Potter. That would be J.K. Rowling. She created these characters and most of these ideas
The story will take place in the Hogwarts era, specifically in Harry's sixth year. It will feature Draco and Ginny, but another suggested pairing might be Hermione/Ron. The only reason it's rated T is to be on the safe side. There will be mild language, and possibly kissing in later chapters if I decide to continue this fanfiction. Anyway, that's that, and hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 1: A Small, Pink Problem
It was fluffy.
That was the first thing Draco realized when he reached into his school bag, looking for his quill.
Then it moved.
That was the last thing he would have expected something in his school bag to do.
He wasn't one to feel squeamish or anything, but for some reason, he instantly pulled back his hand in surprise. Gathering a fair bit of courage, he shot his hand back in the bag, felt around for the thing, whatever it was, and roughly wrapped his fingers around it. Whipping it out of the bag as fast as he could, Draco glared in shock at a peculiar fluff ball… with eyes. Not knowing what else to do with it, he thrust it back into the bag, zipped it shut, and stared at it suspiciously. After 20 seconds or so of watching his tan school bag sit there lifelessly, he decided to instead, borrow Crabbe's quill and get on with his assignment.
It was 3:47. 13 minutes until Charms was over, Draco calculated in his head. He had been staring at that round clock in the corner for about the last half hour. His latest form of entertainment was attempting to count the ridges around the edge of the clock. Of course, he failed each time. It was just too far away, so by the time he got a fourth of the way around it, he would loose track and start again.
In the corner of his eye, Draco could see Professor Flitwick walking around the room animatedly lecturing the class as he flourished his hands around. Apparently, we were "learning" about a spell that was supposed to let us animate stuff. What was it called? Animation something? Animo? Anamium? Draco could care less.
He went back to counting the ridges.
13 painfully long minutes later, Draco bounced onto his feet, resisting the urge to stretch and yawn, and headed back to the Slytherin common room.
Once he was safely inside his dorm room and sitting on his dark green bed, he pulled his school bag onto his lap. Hesitantly, he unzipped it and placed his hand inside, reaching around for the thing. Once again he felt the ball of fluff and lifted it out of the bag. Draco was stunned by the astonishingly cute thing within his grasp. It had large blue eyes about a third as big as it's body which were surrounded by pink fluff. Still a bit suspicious, he cautiously set it on his bed and watched as it rolled around a bit.
He vaguely thought about what it could possibly be. He remembered a couple of months ago when all of the girls were crazy about the… What were they called? Fluffy Puffs?... Pygmy Puffs! That was it! But how could it have gotten into his bag?
It was at that moment that Blaise Zabini walked into the dorm room.
"Hey Draco! Oh cool! Is that a pygmy puff?" he asked curiously when he caught sight of the fluffy thing on Draco's bed.
Panicking for a moment, Draco hurriedly swept the creature into his arms and shoved it back into his bag. "Huh? What are you talking about?" he replied smoothly, hoping that Blaise hadn't seen what he thought he saw.
"That pink thing you just put in your bag," Blaise explained casually, slightly confused.
"There is no 'pink thing' in my bag," Draco responded. He was getting slightly worried now. If word got out that he owned a pygmy puff, especially a pink pygmy puff, he could be in some serious trouble with his reputation.
"What? But there was! I saw a small, pink pygmy puff on your bed when I walked up here, and then you shoved it in your bag!" Blaise described incredulously. He seemed exasperated that Draco wouldn't admit to it.
"There is no 'pink thing' in my bag," Draco spat through clenched teeth. He really hoped Blaise would just forget about it and shut up.
Blaise gulped, getting the message.
Although, Draco thought, he did seem to know a fair bit about Pygmy Puffs if he was able to recognize it with just a short glance…
"But in the hypothetical situation that I did have a pygmy puff… what would it eat?"
End of Chapter 1
What did you think? This was my first fanfiction. Please comment! I'd like to know that you exist! If I get at least 1 positive review, I will upload the next chapter. (It's already written! Hahaha! I know what will happen next, but you do not!)