Summary: Draco's animagus form is a ferret, and you love to cuddle with him.

The first time Draco turned into a ferret was in the fourth year after fake Moody punished him. The second time Draco turned into a ferret was in the fifth year, when you, his girlfriend, convinced him to turn into an animagus. It had been a fun surprise to realize his animal form was a white ferret, just like the one Moody transformed him into. Well, it was funny for you. He didn't find it amusing at all. For a while he refused to shift, so that left only you for the late-night escapades in animal form. They weren't so interesting if it was only one person, though. Nevertheless, you took no time to convince him that the ferret shape was convenient. For example, he could sneak into your bedroom without anyone noticing. That sole argument convinced him immediately.

Now, in your sixth year, you know he no longer harbors resentment to his animagus form. The freedom that provides not being 'Draco Malfoy' brings peace to the stressful task the Dark Lord has set upon him. It's even better that no one but you two know about your animagi ability. It could come in handy for the upcoming months.

The white ferret -Draco- in your arms nibbles your neck lovingly. You chuckle. "Stop it," you berate, "I know you love it when I hug you like this, but you know I'm ticklish." Not caring about your words, Draco bites again, you giggle. "Annoying rat." Draco lets out a sound of discontent, then parts from your grasp and walks towards the end of the bed. "Hey, where are you going?" You call after him.

Instead of answering, he transfigures, and now your very much angry boyfriend stands before you. "What did you say about me being a rat?" he sounds indignant but funny nonetheless. You have to suppress a smile.

"I'm sorry, I was just jesting," he still doesn't placate. "C'mon, you are the most elegant ferret I've seen," you know compliments will get you far with Draco. "Your fur is so soft, as well as your skin," he smirks cockily.

"Well, yes, I take good care of it."

You smile. "I know, why don't you come here, and we can continue to cuddle?" You reach your hand towards him, "this time in human form." His eyes soften. He takes a few decisive steps in your direction and melts in your embrace. You place a peck on his forehead and whisper: "I love you, white ferret." He snuggles into your neck, kissing the tender skin. Even though he's too scared to say it back, you know he loves you too.

This is for my baby ferret. I love you. Vote and comment if you liked it!