#ferret draco

[garforprongs]

animagus 🐾

[paltaxiox]

People fear the new Dark Lord, but his general, his second-in-command, his animagus husband? THEY ARE TERRIFIED OF HIM.

Because the Dark Lord sometimes needs to rest, and when that happens, the general is always there, taking command. People cry and pray for the Dark Lord's nap to end.

But the ferret general always gets lost, so the Dark Lord has put his contact number on his clothes.

"if i get lost, contact harry james potter"

(I watched barbie rapunzel again and then I saw the villain with her FERRET aaaand. I couldn't help drawing some sketchs).

[hp-hcs]

(Fine, I’ll do it my damn self: part 3 of my silly lil mlm stories <3)

Slytherin Twin — draco malfoy x male! slytherin! weasley! reader x harry potter

tws: umbridge’s blood quill, maybe like a pinch of homophobia?

i need more representation of slytherins who enjoy care of magical creatures goddamnit

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“Ronald Weasley.”

“GRYFFINDOR!”

“Y/N Weasley.”

Oh, no. Minerva McGonagall does not get paid enough to deal with another set of Weasley twins.

“SLYTHERIN!”

Maybe I should retire, Minerva thinks faintly.

You don’t seem to mind at all that the Great Hall is dead silent as you skip towards the Slytherin table, your brothers watching in a mix of shock, fascination, resignation, and abject horror.

You plop down right next to Draco Malfoy, grinning widely at him before waving cheerily towards some of the older students who are struggling to hold back their unabashed glee.

“A Weasley in Slytherin? I thought your entire family was made up of idioticly naïve fools,” Malfoy sneers sharply, a look of contempt rising on his smug face.

“Draco Malfoy in Slytherin? How much did your family have to pay to ensure you got in?” you reply with a sweet smile on your face. The older students stare in awe at the Weasley who just left a Malfoy speechless.

Much to their surprise, however, Draco’s face broke out into a grin. “So you do belong here. Very well then, Weasley. Lovely to make your acquaintance.”

“Likewise, Malfoy.”

~~~

“‘The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Enemies of the heir beware.’ What does that even mean?”

“D’you still think it’s about Potter?” you ask around a mouthful of toast. “Cause I think you might’ve been wrong ‘bout him, Dray.”

“Potter is a spoiled prat, Y/N. Just because he’s the Chosen One, he thinks he’s so special-”

“My brothers broke him out of his uncle’s house over the summer. They’d put bars on his window and starved him.”

Draco stops his tirade about Potter, looking positively bewildered. “What?”

~~~

As you were leaving the library, you bumped into Hermione Granger, your brother’s girlfriend friend.

“Sorry,” you mutter, continuing on your way. You don’t look back, so you never see the dawning look of realization once Granger unfolds the torn-out page you’d shoved into her hand.

~~~

Harry Potter opens the Gryffindor portrait at your hesitant knocking. “Oh- Y/N, right? Ron’s brother?”

You nod uncertainly. “Yeah, um… I just wanted to say that I’m real sorry about Buckbeak. Malfoy’s a git, you know.”

Harry nods slowly. “Yeah. Isn’t he like, your best friend though?”

“Like you’ve never thought of Ronnie as a git too, Potter.”

He grins and holds the portrait open for you. “Here- welcome to the common room, I guess.”

You look around, unimpressed. “My eyes are bleeding.”

Smoothing out your Slytherin sweater, you continue, “Like, this is almost as bad as Ron’s Chudley Cannons shrine-bedroom.”

A unfamiliar scowling face looks up from the couch, glaring daggers at you. “Oi, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be fawning over your Slytherin prince?”

“Hey, leave him alone, Finnegan!” Ron snaps, appearing at the bottom of the stairwell to his dorm. “I swear to Merlin, you are such a prat.”

Ignoring your brother, you raise your hands up in mock surrender, smiling patronizingly at Seamus. “Hey, no hard feelings, leprechaun. I’m just here to apologize on Dray’s behalf.”

“On Dray’s behalf,” Cormac McLaggen mocks in a high-pitched voice. “Oh, Dray!”

A few girls next to him titter with laughter.

“Malfoy your boyfriend or something, Weasley?” McLaggen spits your name like it were a curse.

“Oh, indeed,” you deadpan. “You’re invited to the wedding. Won’t you be my best man, please?”

“If you’re just here to make fun of us, maybe you ought’a leave,” Seamus butts in again.

“Whatever. Anyways, Potter, I found a couple of books in the library about the Ministry’s statutes, and I bookmarked a few pages about the fascinating Release of Liability contracts that Hogwarts students’ guardians have to sign at the beginning of every school year,” you look down at your nails, feigning disinterest. “But if you’re not interested, then I’ll be off. Wouldn’t want to overstay my welcome.”

~~~

“Y/N, here,” Pansy Parkinson said with a look of poorly-contained glee, gently setting a pure white ferret into your hands. “It’s Draco’s, and you’re in charge of ferret-sitting for the foreseeable future. Have fun!”

Blaise just slowly shakes his head and mouths I’m so sorry in your direction as Pansy drags him off, laughing mirthfully. You blink, glancing down at the tiny animal who is currently glaring at you. Draco’s indeed, you think to yourself.

“Heya, little guy. It’s snowing pretty hard outside, are you fine riding in my pocket until I get to my next class?”

You hold open the deep pocket of your robe with your free hand, the ferret immediately leaping inside. You waited as it got settled, its tiny paws and head peeking out.

Satisfied, you start your walk across the school grounds, taking a much longer path than usual to avoid your older brothers, who had been giggling to each other far too much this morning for your comfort.

You chatter to the little rodent in your pocket, about everything from the Divination test you failed this morning to the fantastic cherry tart your mother makes every Yule. Before long, you arrive and climb up the stone steps, knocking on the heavy wood door and tucking your hands into your armpits to keep warm.

The door opens, revealing the half-giant groundskeeper who smiles happily at you.

“Y/N! I jus’ put on a kettle of tea, now. Glad y’made it, lad.”

As he ushers you into the warm, inviting hut, the ferret in your pocket squeaks at the sight of the large dog asleep by the fire.

You giggle, pulling the ferret out and setting it on the arm of your chair, gladly taking the warm teacup offered to you. “Mr. Hagrid, sir. My friend Pansy just kind of gave me this little guy out of nowhere and told me I was on indefinite ferret-sitting duty.”

Hagrid sits forward in his chair, setting down his delicate china teacup that looks rather out of place in his large hand, and squints at the ferret.

“Tha’s transfigured, that is,” Hagrid grunts. “Not a ferret.”

“I figured,” you shrug. “Ten galleons says it’s Malfoy.”

The ferret squeaks indignantly.

Hagrid chuckles. “If it is y’, Malfoy, I right like you better like this.”

You reach out to scratch the top of Malfoy (Ferret?) Blondie’s head. “So can you turn him back, Mr. Hagrid?”

“‘Fraid not, with no wand,” he taps his fingers on his teacup, making a steady clink clink clink sound. “Ah! But our mutual friend should be dropping by shortly, yeah?”

His sentence is punctuated by the well-timed FWOOSH of a flooed-in visitor.

“Heya, Harry! Draco’s a ferret now.”

“He wasn’t already?”

~~~

“My father will hear about this!”

“I’m sure he will, Dray, I’m sure he will,” you deadpan, wincing at the sting of Murtlap Essence on the back of your hand.

He mumbles a quiet apology, already rewrapping Harry’s hand in fresh bandages.

If you had told any Hogwarts student five years ago that one day, Harry Potter and Y/N Weasley would be sitting on the dusty floor of Filch’s dingy custodial closet, having their self-inflicted ‘detentions’ healed and wrapped by Draco Malfoy, they would’ve laughed in your face.

Despite that, the perplexing triad found solace in each others’ presence. No words left needing to be said.

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Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. — Mary Oliver, “Wild Geese”

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Stop Hiding Ferret Boy - Draco Malfoy X GN Reader

Title: Stop Hiding Ferret Boy

Draco Malfoy X GN Reader

Additional Characters: Crabbe, Goyle, Prof. McGonagall, Prof. Moody, Prof. Snape (Mentioned), Draco's family (Mentioned), and other students (Mentioned)

WC: 812

Warning: Insecurities, mention of Draco's family troubles, teacher bullying another student, slight angst, worries, and hidden relationship

“Professor Moody! Did you turn a student into a- did you use transfiguration on a student!?” Professor McGonagall yelled across the courtyard of Hogwarts, quickly walking over.

You watched in shock as she scolded the other professor. You gently picked up the fuzzy white ferret, or Draco, up and wrapped him up in your winter scarf. You and Draco had been in a secret relationship for a long time, for six months. Draco snuggled closer to you as the professor spoke.

Once Moody left, McGonagall turned to you, "Y/N, I suppose you'll look after him while I finish my class?" She asked and you nodded with a smile.

She nodded back before she shooed her student back to their lesson. Once alone, you went to a small bench under a tree and sat down. The bench was cold once you sat down, and you let out a shaky breath. Looking down, you lifted up the fluffy ferret. You giggled as he squirmed around in your hands, making a cute little noise.

"You are so adorable! I wish I could keep you like this." You teased, setting the ferret back down in your lap.

He looked at you with his big grey eyes, he let out a small squeak. You frowned, he sounded pretty sad. You pet him again, trying to comfort him. His tail wagged a bit more. You smiled and held him close to you, not wanting to get rid of him now that he was close to you.

"I'm sorry," You said softly, looking down at him.

"I wish we could tell people, I hate hiding. I don't care what people would think. I love you and that is all that matters" You spoke down to the ferret.

Draco listened to your words, though unable to speak, he understood. He wanted nothing more than to show you off to the entire school. To show them that you were off-limits, but he was scared. There were so many things in the way. One thing being his family and the other your friends. It wasn't fair for him to be afraid when you had already given up so much for him.

It was time to take another step in this relationship. Once he was out of this furry situation, he would show you off to everyone at the school. Draco would hold your hand in the halls, walk you to class, kiss you between classes, and eat with you at lunch even though people would talk. He would take you on dates to Hogsmeade and go to the Yule Ball with you.

This is what he really wanted. This is what you both needed. He loved you. You loved him too. How could he deny your wishes? No one could ever take your place in his heart. The two of you had only been dating for six months, but it felt like ten years. No... It felt like an eternity.

"Hey, L/N, what are you doing with Draco?" Crabbe asked skeptically next to Goyle.

You looked up in surprise, hoping that the two didn't hear your words. "Oh, this is Malfoy? I didn't know." You spoke, looking down at the ferret.

You hated hiding.

"Yeah, well, hand him here. We're taking him to Professor Snape." Goyle spoke and you reluctantly handed the poor Draco ferret over, still wrapped in your scarf.

They left with Draco, leaving you sitting on the bench, now completely alone.

~ ~ ~

That morning, you woke up with a deep yawn. Stretching you opened your eyes, sitting up in your canopy bed. Looking at your bedside table, your eyes widen seeing your scarf. You smiled at the sight of it, knowing Draco had returned it to you. You picked it up, watching as a small note fell from it. You flipped open the note and your smile widened when you saw Draco's handwriting.

'No more hiding, meet me at the Great Hall entrance. - D'

Breaking out into a joyful laugh, you kissed the note. You quickly got up and got dressed for the day, excited to see Draco. Your smile never faltered as you walked down the halls with a pep in your step. Getting closer to the Great Hall, you spotted Draco standing at the open double doors. He turned and spotted you as well, giving you a small smirk.

"Hey, love. Are you ready?" He asked, bringing his hand out for yours.

You gave him a determined and overjoyed smirk. "Never been more ready, Draco."

Draco's smirk turned into a small smile briefly. Oh, how he loved how you said his name. You took his hand in your, Draco intertwining your fingers with his. Walking together into the Great Hall, some people turned and the room was filled with gasps and whispers. The next couple of days were going to be crazy, but it was worth it.

[lilbeanz]

Not a twitchy little ferret 🙈

[steampunkserpent27]

Ferrets and Chocolate

For @hdcandyheartsfest 's prompt: Sweet Treats Rated: G CW: Ferret Draco Harry had just finished twisting the last parcel of sweets closed with sparkly twine and set it beside the rest to be sent out later that day. They were meant to be gifts for all of his friend's kids, as he knew they liked to receive little goodies like that for Valentine's Day. Of course, they were also given plenty of chocolate from their respective parents, but it didn't hurt to get a little extra, right? He wasn't the one who had to deal with the aftermath, so he figured it'd be fine. The only problem was every time he stepped away, Draco kept trying to steal one of the packages. He had shooed him away countless times, chastising him for trying to steal candy from children, but he didn't seem to be giving up any time soon. He hurried into the other room, trying to find a few pieces of parchment that he could write his letters on, before Draco could descend upon his carefully constructed treats. Stepping back into the kitchen, he found a white, fuzzy ferret attacking one of his bags of sweets. The animal was tugging against the plastic that was twisted together at the top and attempting to drag the entire sack away, although he seemed to be struggling, as he wasn't moving much at all. "What did I tell you?" The ferret froze and released the treats, his white legs scurrying, as he attempted to flee. His body whipped side to side as he ran, much too long for his stubby, little legs. Although, he soon reached the edge of the counter and looked as if he was going to jump to the floor. So, Harry hurried over and caught him mid-air, receiving an angry squeal in response. "You're going to break your bones. Would you stop leaping off of tall surfaces?" He set ferret Draco back on the floor, watching as he attempted to run, only for his feet to slip and skid against the tile. Even though he was thoroughly amused with what he was seeing, he took pity on him and picked him back up, carrying him into a carpeted area. "I'll make you some sweets, okay? Just stop trying to steal them from the kids." Ferret Draco leapt into the air and spun around, as soon as he was set back down, proceeding to run joyous laps around their living room.

[ivmaruva]

Day 35

Hermione & Draco brewing a potion 💜. The little ferret is not too happy about this arrangement.

[drarrydoodles]

My last little doodle on my phone before my tablet comes tomorrow!

I've been drawing on such a tiny screen for over a year now, no better way to send it off then with a ferret!Draco

[mxlfoydraco]

ferrets arent rodents actually

this specific one is. be nice to him

[roxy-jewell]

Draco Malfoy & the Rise of the Death Eaters by RoxyJewell (Ao3)

Chapter 9: Business

It’s THE chapter. Herbology is gross. Luscious is interfering with classes. Hermione’s being ridiculous. Business as usual.

[powkero]

draco ferret malfoy

[blackdiamond1038]

“Draco means dragon, so Draco is a dragon.”

Nah, he’s a ferret

[busyrodeobee]

redraw yeah? 😌

[panda-malfoy-93]

THE FREQUENT, ORDINARY MOMENTS OF DOMESTIC DRARRY LIFE

One month before N.E.W.T.S in the library:

Harry: Draccooooo

Draco: *frowning at his Potion notes*

Harry: Babeeeee

Draco: *mumbling to himself* more fluxweed

Harry: Darlinggggg

Draco: *absently petting Harry* or Acromantula's venom

Harry: Loveeeeeee

Draco: *scribbling something* I wonder whether Hagrid..

Harry: *getting frustrated* FERRET!

Draco: *turning his head so fast he almost gave himself a whiplash* Potter! I told you to never call me that!

Harry: You were ignoring me!

Draco: I wasn't! *mumbling* As if I could ignore the way you were whining.

Harry: *frowning* what was that?

Draco: Nothing. And knowing you I'll get nothing done now. Let's go to the kitchen and get a snack.

Harry: Finally! *gathering the ONE book which he had taken out*

Draco: *smiling fondly* Idiot let's go see if they have treacle tarts. * unconsciously gives a peck on Harry's forehead*

Harry: *blushing even after a year of being together* yeah..

[cecenyss]

The year is 1998. To take his mind off of the two years he spent as a terrorist servant to one of the most morally degradable people in modern history, Draco Malfoy decides to become an animagus. He goes through the process, he makes the potion, he waits for the right day, and he drinks the potion. He waits. A few moments go by. He shrinks.

He is a ferret.

[dreamingofimpalas]

Draco "à la Ferret" Malfoy 🦦✨

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