Chapter 3-Fluffykins: a story of a white bunny

Ding-dong! "Hey! What do ya' know! Someone's at the door!" Hermione said with a somewhat forced grin, "Sorry I was in the kitchen so long."

"No problem," Draco said who was staring at the television, "Is this a VT?"

"Erm…no," Hermione said as she turned toward the door, "That's a TV."

"Hi, Hermione," Harry shoved his glasses up a bit and smoothed down his hair, only to have it come up again.

"Hey, do you want to come inside?" Hermione asked in a nervous voice.

"Why do you sound nervous?" Harry inquired.

"I'm not!" Hermione replied a little too quickly as she rushed Harry inside.

"Hey, Potter. Where's Weasley?" A familiar voice drawled. Draco sat up and got off the couch he had been lounging on, "Long time, no see."

"Wish it was longer," Harry mumbled.

"Oh, go jump in a bottomless pit," Draco said in an exasperated voice.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY, MALFOY?" Harry yelled.

"Which one?" Lucius looked up from the book he was reading, "There are three; although, Narcissa and I didn't say anything."

"Hermione, what IS going on?" Harry whirled on her.

"Well, you see… uh…" Hermione began, "They're… He's…"

"We're going out, Potter." Draco stated in a flat voice.

Harry looked at Draco and stared at him as if he were wearing nothing but his underwear and was singing, "I'm a Little Teapot".

"Yeah, you heard me. Hermione and I are going out."

"Did you- did you," Harry stuttered, "did you…" He found his voice, "Did you just call her Hermione?"

"No," Draco replied sarcastically, "I called her Bob, idiot."

"You can't be," Harry, said, "Hermione, is it true?"

"Yeah, it is. Don't tell Ron though." Hermione said quietly,

"Don't tell RON?" Harry said loudly, "One of my best friends is going out with one of my worst enemies and you tell me not to tell RON?"

"Aww…" Lucius said, "So in order to make it that both of your best friends are going with your worst enemies, does that mean the Dark Lord and Ron Weasley have to go out now? Or is Hermione the lucky one to go out with him next?" When he saw Harry's glare he added, "Sorry, couldn't help that."

"Obviously," Narcissa replied, shooting a glare in Lucius's direction as she sat down on the couch. "Hello, Harry. Draco's told me a lot about you. In fact-"

"Mum, that's enough," Draco said hurriedly.

"Harry," Hermione was practically hysterical, "He's really not that bad so far and I asked you over instead of Ron so you two could have-"

"-A duel?" Draco interrupted at the same time Harry said, "Hand to hand combat?"

"NO!" Hermione said, "I wanted you two to get know each other."

Draco and Harry sat glaring at each other for a couple seconds and Draco looked ready to yank out his wand when Lucius said, "Did you know Draco had a rabbit?"

"Dad!" Draco moaned.

"You had a rabbit?" Harry turned to look at Lucius, "What other secrets are you hiding?"

" 'Secrets am I hiding?' That was random." Draco replied.

"Back to the rabbit," Lucius said, "It-"

"Maybe I should tell this story," Narcissa interrupted.

"Fine," Lucius grumbled.

"Well, when Draco was coming home from his first year at Hogwarts, we decided to get him a present," Narcissa began, "Since he liked animals-"

"You LIKE ANIMALS!" Harry gasped.

"Oh, shut it Potter!" Draco answered.

"ANYWAY," Narcissa continued, "Since he liked animals, we decided to get Draco a rabbit-

"A fluffy, white one…" Lucius muttered.

"Yes, a fluffy white one," Narcissa repeated, "That Lucius promptly decided to name-"

"MY, MY, LOOK AT THE TIME!" Lucius said loudly, getting up from his chair.

"Fluffykins." Narcissa finished.

"Fluffykins?" Hermione stared at Lucius who was halfway out the door, who blushed and offered the lame excuse of, "Well, it was fluffy." Then she turned to look at Harry who was laughing hysterically.

"Well, what do we have here?"

"Hi mum," Hermione said guiltiliy. Lucius turned around somewhat surprised and Narcissa got up to greet her. Draco was on the other side of the room breathing heavily and obviously contemplating whether it would be all right if he stunned Harry. Harry was still laughing but he was slowly managing to gather control of himself.

"Hi," Narcissa strode up to Hermione's mom, "I'm Narcissa Malfoy and that's my husband, Lucius, and the boy standing in the corner is my son, Draco. I hope we're not intruding, Hermione just invited us in-" she winked at Hermione. She obviously didn't want to explain that they were wizards and their Jaguar had hit their tree. "-For a while. She and Draco know each other from school."

"It's a pleasure to meet you all. Hello again, Harry. Would you all like to stay for dinner?" Hermione's mom said genuinely pleased to meet Narcissa and her somewhat abnormal husband and son.

"No thank you, we must be going." Narcissa replied, "I'm awfully sorry, but Lucius and I have an, er, appointment."

"Oh well, stop by anytime. Goodbye!" Mrs. Granger waved to them as the Malfoys walked to their car.

"Bye Hermione," Draco turned to leave but stopped, "Come to my house sometime? I'll give you directions."

"Sure," Hermione gave him a smile, "See you, then."

"I should be going too," Harry got up, "Bye Mrs. Granger. See you later, Hermione. Meet a killer possum, Malfoy."

"A'ight. I will." Draco said with a grin, "Go fall in a bottomless pit and die of starvation, Potter," and he smiled and left.