hey! this is my first fic EVER! i hope that you guys like it! im trying to make this fic as funny as possible with some romance in it! i know what youre all thinking : how is hermione supposed to fall in love with draco when hes a ferret? in the next few chapters, youll find out ; )

Disclaimer : JK Rowling owns everything, not me. She's so magically talented, don't you think? This goes out to all chapters.

Sorry if the characters are a little OOC (out of character) in the later chapters!

It has been a couple of years since Hermione had started her seventh year at Hogwarts. Hermione ended graduating being Head Girl, while Malfoy ended graduating Head Boy. Hermione has changed a lot since her school years at Hogwarts. Her hair was then an untamable curly brown, but now she had a specialist do her hair, making her hair change from straight to curly every week and blonde to brunette every month (thanks to Ginny who over-did this). She put on less make-up, because she felt no need to.

Some things never change though; Hermione still loves reading books, hanging out with her friends, rolls her eyes every time Harry and Ron talk about Quidditch, and fights with Ron.

After Hogwarts, Hermione took an interest in writing books. Her first book was a big hit "The Things That You Do to Get Your Way." Although she had enough galleons to buy a mansion, she preferred to get a four bedroom house by the lake and a beautiful sunset. She loved her new life.

Hermione decided to spend the night alone; read a book and then entertain herself with some television.

After getting a cup of hot chocolate and a good book, Hermione cuddled herself up on the couch in front of the warm fire. When she opened her book, she smiled at the hand-made bookmark her good friends Harry and Ron made her in their first year. It was messily glued by Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans on the edges, with leaves, twigs, and pieces of popcorn from Halloween, the day that that troll attacked her, were scattered messily around the center of a smiling cut-out picture of Harry, Ron and Hermione's last day of their first year of many memories.

While she was reading, out of the corner of her eye, something was out of place. Hermione was very organized and cleaned what ever her hands can get to. She bookmarked the page that she was on, set down her book and went to the table where she usually filed her papers.

Hermione gasped. It was her yearbook in her seventh year; her last year, the year she was Head Girl, the year she will never forget. Seventh year was the only year in Hogwarts where you get a yearbook. So Hermione joined a lot of activities so that she can get as many pictures in the yearbook as possible. Since she was Head Girl, she was given permission by her Head of House to open S.P.E.W. Hermione was delighted, while Harry and Ron were half happy yet dreading inwardly the whole experience.

Hermione flipped through the pages of her yearbook. Each person in each house had their own page, where they were praised for their accomplishments from Dumbledore, their Professors, fellow classmates and friends. She and Malfoy though, had three pages filled with accomplishments and compliments from the past seven years.

Hermione laughed and smiled at her friends' pages; Harry, Ron, Neville, Seamus, Dean and she even got close to Parvati and Lavender that year. She stopped and stared at the page where it said "Head Boy Draco Malfoy and Head Girl Hermione Granger: the People Who made it Happen." There was a picture of her and Draco smiling at the camera... and at each other. She never realized that Draco had a brilliant smile… and laugh, and hair, and eyes, and face, and… Ugh! No Hermione, you can not think this way about Draco Malfoy! Remember: he is the boy who you loathe, despise, hate, and want to feel… no! Hermione kept on arguing with herself when she heard something outside.

Just remember Hermione: he is a ferret. An amazing bouncing ferret, as Ron puts it. Hermione put on her coat and went outside. Something stirred in the bushes. She approached the bush without any trace of fear on her face, but she was terrified inside. She spread out the bush and saw a white ferret, dead still on the ground out in the cold weather. Hermione pitied the poor thing and picked it up gently.

The ferret was unconscious, knocked out or something. Probably by fright, wouldn't blame him. Hermione assumed. Hermione went back inside her house, took out a small blanket and wrapped it around the ferret. Hermione got a bowl of water and some crackers and went to the living room. She took the ferret to the couch, and cuddled it up in her arms by the warm fire.

"Lucius," Lord Voldemort hissed out "come here."

"Yes My Lord." Lucius bowed slightly to Voldemort. Standing straight again, he asked "What do you want of me My Lord?"

"I want you to tell me of this Mudblood Hermione Granger. I heard that she has graduated as Head Girl in Hogwarts. She has had the most top marks in Hogwarts history. She is friends with the great Harry Potter and that other Weasley." Voldemort said, mostly to himself.

"My Lord, if I may interrupt, my son, Draco "

"Ah, yes, your son with the hair, continue." Voldemort interrupted.

"Yes, my son with the great hair Draco has also been in the same graduating year as Miss Granger. He has worked side by side with her as Head Boy. I do not know more about her, but from Crabbe's and Goyle's sons' letters, in their third year, Miss Granger has slapped Draco real hard. I'm guessing that she had a lot of Gryffindor bravery in her. Also, Draco has been turned into a white ferret in their fourth year, and Miss Granger has showed some concern for him. And"

"What's this?" Voldemort hissed out; Lucius quieted immediately.

"Miss Granger shows some concern for a bouncing ferret? Hmmm…" Voldemort said in deep thought.

"Lucius, bring me young Mister Draco Malfoy."

"With pleasure my Lord." Lucius bowed down, and left the room and got Draco.

Hermione stared at the ferret for a few moments. Chuckling at the memory in her fourth year, when Professor Moody turned Draco into a white ferret just like this one she was holding. Only that this ferret wasn't bouncing.

After about two hours, with Hermione still watching the ferret, the ferret slowly opened its eyes. Hermione gasped with relief. When its eyes were fully opened, it looked questioningly at Hermione, scared and confused.

"Hello. You were outside in the cold, and I couldn't stand to see you out there. You could've died." Hermione said, showing concern in her voice.

Draco woke up with a start, but did not open his eyes. He just dreamt that he turned into another bloody ferret by Voldemort. Peter Pettigrew, a Death Eater, gave him a Portkey, and was sent to a strange place. Draco smirked to himself, pleased that it was all a dream… or was it?

Draco opened his eyes and saw the girl he thought that he would never see anymore; Hermione Granger. He looked at her strangely, thinking if he was still in a dream. She was looking at him with concern and excitement. Has she always looked this pretty? Has she always smelled this lovely? Has she ARGH! Stop it Draco! Remember: she is nothing but a Mudblood who is friends with Scar head and Weasel, the girl who slapped you in third year, the girl whose hands are so soft and gentle that I shiver at her touch, the girl who is making me feel warm inside, the girl who…

Draco's thoughts were stopped suddenly about the pretty girl who was holding him when she spoke.

"Finally you're awake. You could've given me a heart attack." Hermione said.

I? The Draco Malfoy almost gave Hermione Granger a heart attack? Is she… concerned about me? This just not right… not right at all… Father wouldn't be too pleased with me… Not that he would care anyway. He's such a bastard.

Hermione gently stroked the ferret's fur. Draco tensed and relaxed at her soothing touch. No one, not even all the girls he had been with, made him feel good inside at a mere person's touch. His heart was thumping wildly in his chest. He was surprised that Hermione couldn't even hear it.

"Draco," Hermione decided to call her "friend" Draco, because she reminded her of…well… Draco. For there was something between the two she couldn't put her finger on.

"I'm going to be right back. Please do not mess up the house or anything, for I have taken some time cleaning this house for Ginny." Hermione said seriously.

Ginny…who the hell is Ginny? Draco thought.

"She will be coming here to look after you so that you won't do anything bad." Hermione warned

Me? Bad? It's as if she's talking to a ferret or something… WAIT! I am a ferret…

The next thing he knew, there was a loud shriek in the kitchen. Concerned, Draco ran to the kitchen and saw nothing but another girl with red hair.

Oh yeah, I forgot Ginny is a Weasley. Oh great, another thing to ruin my summer: a Weasley babysitting me. This is just bloody great. Oh how our kids would never stop going on about this. Wait a minute… Did I just imagine myself with Granger? What has my mind come to?

"So where's this cute little ferret of yours Hermione?" Ginny asked looking around.

Cute? Did she just call me cute? Oh wait until I get my pawsImean hands on that SheWeasley's bloody red hair… Draco started cursing and growling at Ginny, who has seemed to have found him.

"Awww! Such an adorable one, is he not? He looks just like Malfoy!" Ginny squealed with delight. Ginny started cooing at Draco the moment she picked him in her arms. Draco started cursing to himself, and made a mental note to wash himself ten times the moment he returns back into himself again.

"Thanks Gin!" Hermione hugs Ginny one last time before she leaves and started towards the fireplace. Hermione stopped when she put her first foot in, when she turned around at started towards Draco. Draco tensed the moment her rosy lips touched his fur.

"Bye Gin! Bye Draco!" Hermione called out.

"Draco? Is that what she called you?" Ginny asked the ferret with amazement.

Ginny smirked. "No wonder you both are somewhat alike. You both got turned into ferrets… well, except that you're a real one." Ginny said almost to herself; Draco scowled.

"You both have grey eyes, and you both have captured Hermione's heart."

What is she going on about now? Hermione—I mean Granger—falling in love with me? Pff! Draco soon forgot the thought when Ginny switched on the TV.

"Ooh! I love this show!" she squeaked.

What the hell is that thing? That's So Raven? Who's Raven? Draco puzzled over the show and finally drifted off to sleep.

"Wake up, Draco," a soft voice cooed. Draco felt something nudge him in the ribs. "Ugh, you really are like Malfoy! Both of you are lazy bums!" Hermione exclaimed. Draco woke up to this comment.

What are you talking about? I am NOT a bum! But I have a very nice looking one, Draco thought. He finally looked around, blinked, and realized Hermione was sitting next to him…in a towel.

"Finally, you're awake! Well, I just took a quick shower. I haven't got work today but Harry and Ron, they're my friends, are coming over for dinner," Hermione explained.

Just what I need, thought Draco, a nice, friendly visit from Potty and Weasel. This really can't get any worse. Just think of what their expressions would be when they find out I've seen Hermione in a towel, he smirked at the thought.

"Well I'm going to get dressed," she was about to take off her towel but stopped. "I really don't feel comfortable changing in my room with you here, no offense, so I'll be right back," and she left towards the bathroom. Draco cursed.

About five minutes later Hermione came out, freshened up, and picked up Draco. "Oh, you're so cute!" she said while snuggling up against him and falling on the bed. "You know, the human I talk about, Draco, he was pretty cute too." Draco was shocked to hear this. He knew he had looks to die for, but he never expected Granger of all people to admit that.

Great, now I can definitely make a list of "How to Piss of Potty and Weasel."

"Well, I suppose we should really start cleaning up the house," Hermione sighed and got up, carrying the ferret with her.

Cleaning up? What is there to clean up?

Hermione was busy making dinner while Draco was watching TV. He was very interested about this particular show, Teen Titans.

What the hell? What kind of man would wear tights? And why is that guy green? Hmmm I like the theme song... Teen Titans go!

Hermione finally finished dinner half an hour before her friends would arrive. She plopped onto the couch beside the ferret.

"Ooh I love this show!" she said and watched with the fascinated Draco.

i made this story just for fun, and then i showed my 2nd cousin MeGz, who thought that it was really cute. she told me that i should send it to FF! now look, its right here! LOL
btw, i made this fic, but i had some help from MeGz! thank you SOOO much! i wrote everything until ginny said "you both captured hermiones heart" part. MeGz did the rest down... just wanted to let you know ; )

coming up in the next chapter : ginny brings in a "surprise", hermione gets an important letter and has to leave for a few minutes, guess whos taking care of draco while shes away?