Disclaimer: I don't own it.

Title: Ferret

Summery: You hsould know it by now.

(A/n) Well... this is one of those funny little chapaters where everything goes right and you think there are no more twists and that everything is going to turn out perfectly. Thats not really my style so, have fun with the whole 'bliss' idea. Sorry this took so long! I just started school and it's been hell! Please enjoy. (bow)

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Draco leaned back in the chair at the Three Broomsticks. His mind was going over every situation possible in which she could have heard about it. Blaise could care less, he was just waiting for when it would be time to go home, "Stop worrying, Dray! If worst comes to worst… wait. The first time yo changed back early! You said she wouldn't let go! It's because she woke up before you and knew it was you! But that means that… you were never under a spell."

"What?"

"You're an animagus!" Draco rolled his eyes, "No! Dray. Animagi can't stay in their animal forms when they sleep! It's not how the magic works! You don't change back until you fall asleep! That's how Hermione knew before you! She's watched you fall asleep! She'd know instantly!" Draco rolled his eyes.

"Blay, my animagus form is a wolf. Yah know. Like the big white one my dad has. McGonagall was teaching me all last year. I'm a wolf not a ferret." Blaise shrugged, "And actually. Animagi can sleep in their animal forms." Blaise sighed and pouted. He had hoped he's be right.

"Wait. Your and animagus and you never told me! That's not fair!" Draco grabbed Blaise by the collar.

"If you don't shut up I'm going to tell Weaslette what you've been moaning in your sleep." Blaise blushed.

"Fine. I'll be as silent as the grave!" Blaise zipped and locked his lips, then he threw away the key. Draco rolled his eyes.

"Drama Queen." Blaise glared at him, "Sorry, Blay. I'm still questioning how strait you are." a drink coaster hit Draco in the face. The young Malfoy stared open mouthed at his friend, "You are so lucky I'd get in trouble for hexing you." Blaise smiled and pretended to shine his Prefect badge.

"Drakie!" Draco nearly choked as Pansy gripped him around the neck and kissed him hard on the lips. Draco pressed the kiss back until she pulled away and slapped him.

"OW!" Pansy glared at him from his lap, "What the hell, Pansy!"

"Who is she." her tone was deadly.

"What?"

"Who have you been kissing?" Draco froze. How did she know? "Who's perfume is that, Malfoy." her voice dared him to say 'no ones.' Draco looked to Blaise who was cowering in his seat.

"Pansy… it was no one important! Just a quick fling! You know I love you." Pansy smiled and kissed him again.

"Good. Because it smells like that horrible French: Apple drift, that Witch Weekly had on sale last month." Draco frowned. He like Hermione's perfume! It was better then Pansy's.

"Don't worry, love. You're the only one my father would love to have in the family. He'd my flings in a second. Your still my girl." he kissed her neck and some of her cleavage. Pansy moaned lightly. She pulled him away from her chest.

"Keep it that way." She walked off. Draco glared after.

"Why do you put up with her?"

"Because my father would kill me if it were anyone else!"

"Why?"

"Ok. So when my dad started out he only had enough money to open and maintain the small office he had at first. Well your dad and Pansy's got in on the deal. When we were born and her mother was expecting our dads made an agreement. I'd marry Pansy so that the Company would stay in the family. Pansy's all for it, but her dad doesn't own any part of the company, but the engagement was sealed tight anyway."

"And that means?"

"Unless I find a girl that is up to my father's expectations I can marry her, but it has to be tread lightly on. If not… I'm dead." Blaise thought through this.

"But… Granger is way passed your dad's expectations. She's like perfect." Draco rolled his eyes.

"Wrong." Blaise looked confused, "She a mudblood."

"But if she comes in now, then it's less likely for the Malfoy line to die out." Draco stared at his friend.

"Who are you and what did you do with Blay?" Blaise smirked and dragged his friend out to the carriages. It was time to go back to the castle and have a chat with little Miss Granger.

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"How can that girl be this hard to find!" Draco leaned against the wall and watched as his dark haired friend sink to the floor in defeat. Blaise looked pitiful, "Ok. Your turn." Draco grabbed his friend by the back of his robes and dragged him to a tapestry that had a man and a woman on it. The woman was in a yellow dress and holding a blue bound book. The man was in an old French tux.

The woman looked at him, "Password?"

"Malfoy Ferret."

"Hm." the simple sound had an obvious laugh to it. Draco sighed and walked through the wall next to it and dragged Blaise with him. Hermione was sitting on the bed with a book in her hand. Her head shot up and she looked speechless as Draco let go of Blaise and opened his arms to her. She walked cautiously towards him.

"Malfoy? Zabini… what's wrong with him?"

"He couldn't find you. Ignore him. When he has attention it makes him go into Drama King mode." Hermione smiled and rolled into Draco's arms. Blaise watch with growing humor as Draco nuzzled her neck and purred lightly into her ear.

"Alright. I'm done. Stop, Draco!" Draco glared at Blaise from the corner of his eye. Blaise smirked and bowed to Hermione, "Miss Granger. I would like to invite you to the Malfoy's annual Christmas Ball. Just so that Draco doesn't have to go with Pansy." Hermione blushed and looked at Draco who ignored her look of question. Draco shooed Blaise out and finally met her gaze.

"Blaise and my mum have been plotting."

"Plotting? Why would they plot?"

"Because you know."

"I knew for a while. You made it obvious."

"How?"

"Your closet. It only opens when commanded to. Then, of course when you changed back. And… I know the cure." Draco swept her up and kissed her, "But I'm not telling you. You parents know it already. Lupin told Lucius." Draco sighed.

"My dad? He's-"

"Been part of the order since Lily and James!" Draco smiled and pulled Hermione closer to his body.

"Oh really." Hermione smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Yes." he deepened the kiss and ignored the sense of pure bliss that washed over him. All he wanted now was this and if he died, he die happy.

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A/n) Did antone see the whole Lucius part coming? I don't think he's that bad of guy. Honostly I love Lucius. He's the best character to play with. I mean I get he can be a jerk, but he's still a good guy. Narcissa... I have my doubts. She's Bellatrix's sister and after Sirius' death, I hold no love for anyone realted to her (except Sirius) I don't know. Aw well. Please review! (bow)