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A/N: One of my greatest strengths is to take a mediocre situation in book or IRL and turn it into something horrifying. This is written in an experimental style, almost like a spoken word piece, inspired by Gudrun Gut / Mary Davies. Imagine a dreadfully calm voice explaining this.

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Ferret Phase

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Oh it's hilarious, Draco Malfoy, the Amazing Bouncing Ferret! Quick, grab him and let's sell him to the circus! Nobody will miss the slimy git. Youth surround the animal and nearly burst with laughter like overripe fruit.

Firsly, let's look a bit closer at the situation.

Alastor Moody—or rather, Bartemius Crouch Junior in disguise—is an unstable wizard, and unstable wizards have tendencies to mess up their spells. Spells catch by such men might turns nonfunctional, or less potent, or in the worst case have catastrophic consequences. It does not help that many transfigurations where an animal turns into another (in this case, a human becomes a ferret) it also adapts the mindset of said other animal.

Following this trail of thought, we can assume that the ferret, currently bouncing in the air, is a terrified helpless mammal that does not understand what is happening to it. Animal cruelty right there. However, when Lord Voldemort's back and people are dying like flies, animal rights become very unimportant. But of course, if this happened we will never truly know, because McGonagall steps in and transfigurates the ferret back into Draco Malfoy.

Let's say McGonagall doesn't step in.

No—let the ferret continue to bounce, up and down, watching it grow more agitated by the minute. The students around are laughing hysterically, both friend and foe. Why, even "Moody" can't help himself, leaning on his knees not to fall over with wheezing, hysterical laughter.

The ferret is now free from the hold. It is now free to run.

And where do ferrets go? Not towards Professor Snape's potion classroom—but towards the green school grounds. Forests. Lakes. A good habitat for mindless ferrets like it (pronouns has become unimportant: it is a mammal unburdened with consciousness, after all), full of small rodents, amphibians and birds; animals that makes up the species' diet. It is a full grown Polecat now that it's no longer domesticated, and will live up to ten years in the wild. Is Draco Malfoy still there? He must be resting inside, the boy of a soul trapped inside a nasty little animal.

Perhaps if they'd stop laughing they'd storm after the animal and catch it with various detecting spells.

Perhaps they come too late.

Or just late, generally, some children casting a spell on accident and finding themselves confronted with the dirty naked body of a traumatized boy.