Hehe, after recently getting my only HP fanfiction removed, I kinda wanted to write this so yea, pardon if it ish stupid.
Revenge of Mrs. Norris
Draco Malfoy, being the spoiled, only child he is, was very bored indeed. The beginning of the first term of his Hogwarts fifth year was nuthin' spectacular. He'd jeered at Potter, had his fun, but right now there was nothing to continue on, no new dirt.
So Draco donned his fluffy white ferret slippers and the robe his mother had given him (little ferrets prancing around with pink flowers) and left his Slytheran dormitory.
After a few minutes of sitting in front of the fire, warming his toesies, he decided to go explore the castle. The stonewall opened to let him leave.
Draco whirled around as soon as he heard a "meow" by his feet. Before the annoying Mrs. Norris could skitter away and tell her master that a student was wandering around, he kicked her little kitty tail up and down the length of the halls. She yowled and slunk off, "stupid cat."
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Mrs. Norris was plotting in the shadows of one of the suit of armor. In a high, cat-like voice she proclaimed, "REVENGE SHALL BE MINE! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Laughing could not be prolonged anymore because of the coughing, "I gotta stop smoking."
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Draco stopped all of the sudden when he heard something fall over behind him, slightly nervous, he continued, and then felt the urge to go "potty". Dancing down the hallways, he looked desperately for the nearest bathroom, shouldn't have drank so much juice, maybe should have skipped that tea, ohhhh, gotta go, gotta go GOTTA GO!!! Much to his dismay, it started to rain, and just the sound of water splashing made his eyes bug out, I'M GONNA EXPLODE!!!
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Mrs. Norris found exactly what she was looking for. In Snape's office she was looking at the poisons. "Hehe, I'm so evil," she snatched one with a little skull and crossbones on it and fled, cackling in a very cat-like way.
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With a great sigh of relief, Draco left the bathroom, and then saw a big mug of hot coco sitting at his feet. He took a glance around, shrugging, picked it up and sipped it, then drained it, Mmm, hazelnuttylicious. He burped and set the cup down, grinning like mad. Walking down the halls, it seemed to lurch and toss. He blinked rapidly, trying to get everything back into focus. Why does everything seem so small all of the sudden? This was his last thought before he blacked out.
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Mrs. Norris was on the verge of ripping her tail off. She snatched up and vial and stared at it. What she thought was a skull and crossbones was not it! Closer inspection showed the skull had been crossed out and "ferret" written in minuscule writing. "A FERRET!! HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!!" Hse assumed the "thinking" pose, "I could just dispose of him, HAHA, yes, hmm now where…"
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Draco's nose twitched and he opened his eyes. The world seemed so big. Where am I? He put out a furry, white paw of lever himself up, wait furry white paw! He jumped to his feet, and instead of standing on two, he was firmly set on four paws. I'M A FERRET!!! Ok, ok, ok, calm down Draco, you're a Malfoy, a Slytheran! *sniff* I WANT MY MOMMY, I need a hug.
Hyperventilating a little, he got his bearings. He was in a bathroom, and it was obviously daytime because light was filtering in the window. But it was early, the first birds were only beginning to chirp. Much to his horror he discovered further that it was a girls' bathroom, and someone was coming. OMG OMG OMG OMG!!! Gotta hide, gotta hide! He ducked behind a toilet and hid in the shadows.
Unfortunately, it was in the stall that the newcomer chose. He closed his eyes and waited for her to finish until he heard a clicking sound next to him. Very slowly he turned his head and let out a terrified squeak, a huge spider was very close to him! He bolted out from his hiding place and strait into the girl's leg as she exited.
Draco winced and looked up, it was Ginny Weasly, "aww, how cute, where did you come from little guy?" She reached down and picked him up, stroking his head. "I bet you're afraid, I know, I'll take you back to my dormitory with me! You can live with me on the summers too!"
Draco stiffened, did I just hear what I think I did, she wants me to be her pet!? I refuse, you can't make me, put me down!
Draco wiggled around and tried to escape, Ginny just tightened her grip saying softly, "I won't hurt you, don't be afraid."
I'm very afraid, don't make me go! Ginny laughed and scratched behind one of his ears no scratching me! No physical touching…wait…that feels good…ohh his leg twitched like a dog's would. A little to the left, that's the spot…ahhhhhhh…Ginny smiled at the content ferret and told the password to the "Fat Lady" portrait and climbed in. It was a weekend and all was quiet still so she silently opened her dormitory door and closed it again and climbed in her bed, "now what should I call you?"
Draco, I'm called Draco you idiot, and did I order you to stop scratching me?! Insubordination! He pouted until he realized how soft the bed was they give girls everything better, I'll complain when I'm back to normal!
"How about Snowball?"
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…
Ginny giggled, "ok, too foofy I guess. What do you want to be called?"
Draco's ears perked up, my name of course, Draco, do I have to spell it D-R-A-C-O. Like a dragon he flapped his arms around like a dragon ad looked like he was blowing flames, Draco, like dragon, c'mon, let it click, I dun wanna have to be called a dorky name.
Ginny stroked his head, "your cute you know that, I'll call you Dragon, Draco for short."
I win!
Ginny settled back in her bed, "since it is Saturday I'm gonna sleep in," she put a pillow on the bedside table and a small blanket, "you can sleep there."
Draco snuggled in his "bed" and curled in a little ball, thinking desperately must find way back to normal, ohh, very soft…