How a Malfoy Turned Good...Well Better {A Draco Malfoy Love Story}

Chapter 22: Amazing Bouncing Ferret

Ok, so this chapter is in Harry's and Draco's POV. It makes sense because Penny's in a minnie-coma from the Ignis Audax {PS- Type that in Google Translate. It actuly is Latin for something.} The blurb at the end is what Penny is thinking as Harry talkes to her.

PS- THIS IS BEFORE HARRY IS HEAD AURA!

I WUV U ALL!

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Harry Potter’s POV

Penny still had two weeks before she would wake up. I had my job at the Ministery now, so I couldnt stay all day like Malfoy-Draco did. I had been making an effort to be nicer to him.

Someone we loved was in a coma, and we where both in a tough spot. Draco was practicly living at the hospitol, wouldn’t leave her. Not that I blamed him. Ginny practicly pull me back to our house.

It was my turn to stay the entier night. Draco was looking more dead then usual. He was leanign on the wall by the door.

“You ok?” I asked him, the way he was staring at the wall conserned me.

“This is all my fault,” he moaned into his hands.

“I highly doubt that,” I scoffed, falling into a chair. I looked at Penny. Her face was the same, but on the top of her chest, you could see the tops of the black burns on her skin.

“It is. It was my father who did this. It was my fault that he came,” he said.

I was sick of his moping. I got up and I slapped him across the face.

“None of us are happy about this situation Draco!” I nearly yelled. “I’m trying to live my life. Because I know when Penny wakes up, she would have my ares if I was just sitting around like a usless lump!” I pushed him agaist the wall.

He looked the same. He shifted her gaze to my sister. “Your right,” he whispered.

He went over and kissed her forehead gently, adn walked out of the hospitol room.

I leaned back in my chair, looking at my near dead sister.

“You know, I don’t hate him,” I mumbled to Penny. “Draco, I mean.”

I had been doing his alot. It made me feel like she was still here, and not in a coma.

“You know, in our forth year, he and the other Slytherins had made these buttens that said ‘Potter Stinks.’ I went up and yelled at him about it. Professor Moody-I told you about him right? He was really Barty Crouch Jr., a Death Eater who used the PolyJuice Potion to pretend to be Mad-Eye Moody, an Aura. He trained me, adn he tried to kill me,” I laughed slightly. “Any way, Mad-Eye-slash-Crouch turned Draco into a ferret for talkign back to me! Made him go all over, bouncing in the air, think he went down Crebbs pants too!”

By know I was gripping my stomach I was laughing so hard. “He was called the ‘Amazing Bouncing Ferret’ for monthes after that!”