“Mr. Malfoy, please tell me the incantation to the charm.” Professor McGonagall said.

“Yes, Professor. It’s Pritotum Locomotor.” Draco shyly said. “I will get it wrong for sure, I’m terrible at remembering incantations” he thought.

“That’s wrong, Mr. Malfoy. You need to pay attention.”

Draco gulped. He was ashamed. Everyone started to giggle.

“Professor, can I please say. Malfoy’s as dumb as a troll.” A nearby Hufflepuff said.

Professor McGonagall ignored what the Hufflepuff said, she may be a teacher, but she secretly despised Draco.

Draco turned bright red. He could feel his temper raising. He couldn’t take it, fighting to control himself, he ignored the Hufflepuff.

“Mr. Malfoy I’ll give you a clue you were right about the second thing.”

“Obviously, she has to make it seem like she treats me as everyone else. With the troll thing she had to give me a clue.” Draco thought.

“Okay. Thank you Professor. It’s-It’s Pier-Piertotum Locomotor.” He felt relieved, even though he struggled to get something out, he did.

“That’s correct Mr. Malfoy, but with such a pronunciation as that you’ll have yourself become a ferret!” McGonagall said sternly, and angrily.

Draco remembered when Moody turned him into a ferret. It wasn’t funny.

Everyone thought it was though. They started to laugh a little. He knew that when class ended he would get some really bad comments.

The rest of the class was fine. He achieved the next question, but no one could forget the ferret.


After class Draco walked in the corridor. Everyone was going out, it was the last class of the day. When they where out of reach, the comments begun. People were no longer afraid of him, so they said the nastiest things. Draco wasn’t afraid of them either, but he was afraid that he would lose his temper, and become who he was once again. He was snappy, but he tried to control a little of it. So, he was strong, and moved on.