Summery: When Draco's turned into a ferret it's up to him to find a way out of it. But when Hermione gets involved in something deeper then just the little spell that changed him, how does everything change? Why is his family changing for just one girl?

(A/n) Another ferret scene! I'm loving this! Thanks to all my reviewers! This chapter is one of those that just skips some parts and ends in something fun! Please enjoy! (bow)

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Draco lay on Hermione's lap as she did the homework he'd be working on during lunch and after team practice. Harry and Ron walked into the room drench in water with their brooms in hand. Hermione giggled at the sight of them, "Fall in the lake?" Harry and Ron gave her dirty looks before she used to magic to dry them off. Both sat down and watch her as she finished editing their essays. Ignoring the fact that Ron's eyes hadn't left the cross, she handed them back and picked up her own work. As she shifted to stretch out on the couch, Draco jumped onto the floor and found interest in the fact that Harry wore his Captains whistle on his wrist.

Draco wanted to play and Harry was offering the opportunity. He jumped at the whistle only to hit the chair and look up to see a very mad Harry. Hermione picked him up and filled a box with paper balls. Draco jumped in and started moving around in the balls as if they were water. Hermione set him next to her and would glance at him every time a paper ball hit her arm.

Lavender, deciding she wanted the whole story started to bug Hermione, "Why did Draco fallow you out of the Great hall?" Hermione merely smiled, " Did you two get in fight." Hermione shook her head, "So you made out?" she remained silent. Lavender squealed, "Was he good?"

"It was just a brush. It's not like we did the whole Hollywood thing." Lavender scowled, "Well. Not the second time, anyway." Lavender squealed louder this time, "He's not bad. He's really refreshing." Lavender gasped.

"Whats his flavor?" Hermione tapped her chin.

"Pear. No… vanilla and apples." Lavender grinned, "His eyes were really pretty though. Like storm clouds, then sky blue." Ginny and Pavarti were now intent on Hermione, who had no idea most of the common room was listening, "He's not so bad. And he told me to keep the cross."

The three girls squealed so loud everyone covered their ears. The started speaking in unison, "I want his exact words!"

Hermione sighed, "He kissed me so I asked him why and he said 'Because your amazing and… because I want you to keep the cross.' then he kissed me again and left." Lavender got starry-eyed and Ginny looked like she was ready to cry. Pavarti looked shocked.

"Does Pansy know?" Hermione blushed and looked at her lap.

"She doesn't need to. I mean… it was probably a one time thing. I doubt he'd risk kissing me again."

"He kissed you before potions." the three had yet to stop talking at the same time.

"It's probably just to mess with me!" Hermione scooped up her ferret and when to the girls dormitory. Pavarti shook her head.

"That girl is in denial." the other two nodded.

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Draco walked in to the Slytherin common room and noticed Blaise just coming to get him. Both boys were shocked, "What the hell?"

"I don't know! I wake up at four in the morning and I'm back. Did you Granger talks in her sleep?"

"No. It probably stress… no. I talk in my sleep when I eat chocolate, but… she's a girl. So it's stress." Draco looked at his friend in disgust.

"Have you been reading Witch Weekly?" Blaise raised and eyebrow.

"How do you know that?"

"Hermione was reading it last night. I didn't have much else to do." Blaise sighed.

"Magazine verses studying, Dray. Which would you pick?" Draco rolled his eyes.

"You couldn't pick up a book?" Blaise cocked his head to the side.

"What's a book?" Draco rolled his eyes and fell back on one of the black leather couches. It was kinda weird at how comfy the couches actually were. Draco closed his eyes and groaned. Hogwarts beds were comfortable, but sharing one was hard on the back. Blaise gave a Cheshire cat grin and sat on Draco's stomach, "So… when do I get to be an uncle?"

"When Anna has kids." Blaise gave a pout and slid to the floor.

"Your no fun!"

"I'm a Malfoy. We're not meant to be fun." Draco practically spat the word from his mouth. Blaise looked up at his friend.

"Trouble in paradise?"

"She likes me, Blay! She likes me and she'll admit it! Then when some tells her I like her she puts it off! She thinks I'm messing with her, Blay. And in truth… in the library… I wanted that kiss more then anything, but the one during potions… it was just to show you up! Not to mention Potter knows I'm that damned ferret! Merlin! This is all fucked up!" Draco's voice became normal and pulled out of a whisper, "How did the simplest of things get so messed up? Why did a fairytale become a tragedy?"

Blaise spoke with out thinking about it, "Because your both to stubborn to admit it to each other. Even if you did… your worlds clash, Dray. Love is possible, but it doesn't brake all barriers." Draco looked at his friend.

"How many plays have you read?" Blaise shook his head.

"That was a poem." Draco looked out the window.

"Lets go to breakfast. I'm hungry and I have homework to work on." The two boys walked up to the Great Hall. Draco seemed almost like a zombie as he walked down the stairs and jumped the trick step. Draco noticed Luna Lovegood drop her books. He caught two and picked up a small Chinese charm she'd been using as a book mark. He handed them to her, "Here."

He didn't hear her whispered thank you or Pansy calling him. His mind was on Granger. The girl had been at the entrance waiting for Luna. When she'd seen him her cheeks had been pink and she looked embarrassed and angry. He stopped at the door and waited for Pansy's arms to crush his neck.

It never came. Looking back he noticed Blaise had punched Pansy. This made him laugh. Blaise was the last person you'd expect to punch a girl, "She had it coming." Blaise looked ready to throw a tantrum. Draco smirked.

"I couldn't agree more!"

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Draco glared at the floor in front of him. He didn't get it. He didn't get any of this! Not the class work, just life. He couldn't read himself. And at the moment, it scared him. Christmas brake was coming and that meant two things.

One: He'd be with Pansy the whole time.

Two: Hermione wouldn't be there.

Draco was very close to slamming his head onto the desk. He'd finished the test and he need something else to think about. Sadly the subject of Christmas had come up and Draco knew what he was getting. A new racing broom. Hopefully the new Lightspeed 01. It was the newest model and it was faster then the Firebolt.

It was a hard cherry with black finish and a stallion arch to the handle. I looked much like the Nimbus, but had more of a balance to it. If you laid the end of the arch on you hand it would balance there. The broom was modeled after a Thestral and it was perfectly fit for it.

"-foy."

"MALFOY!"

Draco jumped and noticed Potter glaring at him, "Can I help you?" Draco couldn't help but glare.

"How'd you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Change back. Moody taught me that spell. It can't be undone unless I want it to be." Draco shook his head.

" Dumbledore, Potter. He changed me back." Harry rolled his eyes and walked off. Draco sighed and got up. The class was gone and Hermione was talking with Binns. It had been a day since their little library meeting and Draco was looking forward to the next one. He waited for Hermione to take her leave, before fallowing her.

Draco couldn't help but fallow the little temptress. She'd been avoiding him the whole day and it was getting old. He wanted to talk to her and to find out if she really was a good kisser. It had seemed that way on the first one, but he wanted another shot. Someone called his name and when he turned to see who it was, Hermione vanished. When he couldn't find her he kept walking until a hand pulled him through the wall. Shaking his head he realized he was in a privet chamber.

The walls were brick with red and silver tapestries. One window looked out on the grounds and a bed rested against the furthest wall. It was privet room and it seemed only Gryffindors could get in without help. He turned toward Hermione who was tapping her foot in annoyance, "Care to tell me why you were fallowing me?"

"I was hoping for a repeat."

"Of what!?"

"The Library. You're a great kisser." Hermione turned crimson and didn't seem to notice that Draco was pushing her back by coming closer. He caught her arm before she hit the wall, "Besides. You're the perfect girl and the Slytherin Prince wants a better girl then the Slytherin whore. Care for the job?"

"If you're the Prince… who's the Princess?"

"Bellatrix. She was the Princess, Andromeda was the queen. And you're the Gryffindor Princess, with your knight and King. Weasley and Potter." Hermione bushed again. Draco's arms were around her waist and he had started to kiss her neck.

"Dray-" he kissed her lips and held her closer. She moaned lightly and let her hands glide up to his shoulders. He broke from her lips and kissed the cross.

"You really do deserve that."

"Why?"

"Because. Your helping me and it's paying off better then I would have ever thought." Hermione smiled and kissed him again.

She kissed his ear next and whispered, "I'm glad to help, Ferret." she pushed him out in the hall before he could respond.

How did she know!

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A/n) Haha! Anyone wanna guess how she knew? Just send a review! (bow)