I have no idea how I am going to do this one, but here I go anyway. OOH WAIT! I got an idea! Alright folks, just bear with me.

Day ten: Animal ears.

There was a class, only available to eighth years, that would allow them to transform into their animagus (and it was totally legal). Both Harry and Draco were enrolled in the class, and to be quite frank, it was going no where. Well, at least it was for Draco.

Harry had already managed to turn into his animagus, a border collie (loyal and smart). Draco was still having troubles.

One day, after ages of concentrating, Draco felt something change. It was only on the top of his head, but he felt it.

He rushed over to the mirror to see white cat ears on top of his head. That wasn't all. His pupils were just like a cats, and he was pretty sure that he had a tail.

"Very good, Draco," praised Professor Joel, "See if you can complete the transformation."

Draco concentrated hard, willing himself to turn into a pearly white cat (he was sure that was what he was), however he ended up disappointed.

Class was dismissed, and Draco still hadn't turned into a cat. He couldn't seem to turn back either. He was stuck as a cat boy.

"Professor Joel, is there any way I can make these go away?"

"Sorry, Draco, I don't think that's possible. You have to completely transform before you can transform back."

"Alright," sighed Draco. Head down, he walked out of the classroom and nearly ran into Harry.

"Harry? What are you doing?"

"Don't I always walk you to class? I mean, I am your fake boyfriend."

His words stung. It seemed that he was always bringing up how they weren't a real couple whenever he could. However, he knew he couldn't tell Harry that he wanted a real relationship. Harry would laugh, humiliate him, and then boom, the Slytherin house is at the bottom of the pile again, and it would be Draco's fault.

"Uh, Draco…?" Harry waved his hand in front of Draco's face.

He jumped, "What? Oh, sorry. Yeah. I'm just…"

"Disappointed that you couldn't transform?"

"Yeah. Now I'm stuck with these stupid ears and tail until I can transform."

"Well, I mean, it's not all that bad, you look pretty cute as a cat boy."

Draco tried to ignore the way his breath hitched. "Cute or not," he huffed, "It's humiliating. Almost everyone else has their animagus down, and here I am stuck as a stupid cat boy. I look ridiculous."

"No you don't, you look adorable."

"That's even worse, Potter! Stop trying to comfort me, I know it doesn't mean anything."

"What?" Harry was taken aback.

"It's all an act, remember? You don't actually have to care, so stop acting like you do!"

"Hey, I'm allowed to care about my friends?"

"Since when are we friends?"

"Well, I don't know, Malfoy. I mean, I've had my tongue down your throat multiple times in the past month, I'm going to at least call you my friend."

Draco narrowed his eyebrows, "Fine. Whatever. Come on, Potter, we're late for potions."

He strode off towards the dungeons, Potter trailing behind him. They didn't speak much during potions, and Draco went straight back to his rooms afterwards brushing Harry off with an, "I just want to alone for a bit."

When supper time came around, Draco was not willing to leave his bed. He snuggled under the covers and tried to avoid the way his ears twitched and his tail flicked. Maybe if he concentrated he would be able to transform all the way. He closed his eyes and concentrated, however, when he opened them again. He was still his cat boy self, except something was different.

He rushed to the mirror and gasped when he saw that he had whiskers. Oh dear oh dear oh dear… his train of thought was interrupted by a sharp knock on the door.

"I already told you, Pansy, I'm not going to dinner!" he yelled.

"It, uh, isn't Pansy," came a voice that sounded a lot like Harry.

It was Harry.

"I, uh, brought you dinner," Harry said sheepishly and he gave Draco the plate he had brought down.

"Of course they're serving cod today," Draco mumbled. He scarfed down the fish, which tasted ten times better now that he was part cat.

"So," said Harry when he was done eating, "You have whiskers now."

"Yes. I didn't think they were that noticeable."

"They're not. Well they weren't. You've got a bit of cod in them."

Draco blushed and wiped his whiskers.

"So why didn't you come up to dinner?" asked Harry.

"Are you kidding? I look like a freak of nature."

"No, you look cute."

Draco rolled his eyes and then went to crawl back under his covers. "Thanks for the dinner, Harry, but if you'll excuse me, I'm just going to go and hide under my covers and not come out."

"You're never coming back out?" asked Harry.

"Not until I can fully transform."

"Do you want me to help you?"

"What?"

"Do you want me to help you transform?"

"How would you do that?" asked Draco, his head peeking out of his covers.

"I've done tons of research, thanks to Hermione. Here, lie down on my lap."

"What?"

"Lie down on my lap. Like a cat."

"That's extremely undignified."

"It will help you transform."

Draco sighed and tumbled out of his bed, "Fine."

He curled up on Harry's lap, like a cat, and Harry began stroking his hair. Even though Harry had done this before, it was different now. It felt nicer. Harry began to scratch behind his ears. Oh. Oh. That was good. He realized to his horror that he was purring.

"Relax," came Harry's soothing voice, so he did. He didn't know when he had fallen asleep, but the next thing he knew he was on the floor and being chased around by an over excited black and white dog.

The dog transformed back into Harry, who laughed and swooped Draco up in his arms, twirling him around.

"It worked!" he said, "You're a cat! Oh, and look at you! Aren't you a gorgeous little kitty."

Draco hissed and Harry laughed, "Here, I'll show you yourself."

Draco was carried over to the mirror where he saw Harry holding a soft white cat with gray patches and matching grey eyes. He had an intense staring contest with himself before Harry laughed and started twirling him around again.

Draco was starting to get dizzy from all the twirling and before he realized what he was doing, he transformed back into his human self.

"Oomph," said Draco as a startled Harry fell straight on top of him.

"Woah! Hey! Warn a guy!" said Harry, laughing.

"Sorry," apologized Draco, "I just got a bit…" he looked up into Harry's eyes. Harry was already staring hard into Draco's as he finished the sentence, "...dizzy."

They fake couple stared at each other for a moment, lost in each other's eyes. Normally, if they were to end up in a situation like this, it would be in front of their friends, and before either one of them could do anything stupid, one of their friends would laugh and say, "Oi! Quit having eye sex you two and get over here."

This time, there were no friends to interrupt their little staring contest.

Harry's face grew closer and closer to Draco's and with a small inward gasp, Draco realized that Harry wanted to kiss him.

Draco closed his eyes in anticipation, fully prepared to kiss back when the door was slammed open and Blaise came in.

"Aww, well isn't that precious," drawled Blaise as Harry jolted upward and off of Draco.

Pansy, who was never that far away from Blaise, peered in through the door and gasped, "Oh, Draco! You're ears are gone!"

Draco smiled, "Yes, yes they are. I, Draco Malfoy, have fully transformed."

"Well that's wonderful," said Pansy. She came inside the room and wrapped Draco up in a hug.

"Well, I guess that means dinner is over," said Harry awkwardly. His face was bright red as he scratched the back of his head, "I'll see you later, baby," he said kissing Draco on the cheek and walking out of the small room.

Draco sighed, and decided to crawl back under the covers, this time for a different reason.

That was long. as in it took a long time to write. Wow. I… I don't know what to say. The ending was crap as usual, but it's getting better. Review please.