A.N. Umm... the title pretty much covers it. It's short and random and generally results from my boredom in second year Spanish. Yeah... it's gouing to be as long as I want it to be, and I'm a slow typer, so if you like this it'd be a good idea to put me on AA (author's alert). Just a suggestion. Here we go.

Legal Disclaimer: Don't own HP.

Ryo-sama: Don't kill me for not telling you about this one. I love you, be in my wedding!

Chapter 1- Sharp and Fluffy

It was early in the morning - very early in the morning in fact. Too early for anyone to be up, early. So, of course, someone was up, and he/she was making an awful lot of noise.

Harry disreguarded the noise and rolled over. Right onto something soft--- and very sharp. He screamed.

His roommates shot out of bed and turned on the lights. "What is it mate?" Ron asked anxiously. Then he began laughing hysterically.

"It's not FUNNY!" Harry shouted.

Dean leaned over and poked Harry's feathered problem, causing it to squak indignantly. "Yes," he said betweeen girlish giggles, "it is."

"Whatever." Harry growled. "Just make it let go of my finger."

"Alright, alright," Seamus grumbled sleepily. In one quick movement he hit the offensive turkey with a pillow. It released Harry's finger, flew over to Neville, and grabbed a beakful of his hair.

"Mean little bird, isn't it?" Dean commented dryly.

"Yeah," Harry agreed as he nursed his sore finger. "He reminds me of someone..."

"Oh! I know!" Ron shouted. "We'll call him 'Malfoy' and cook him for Christmas!"

A chorus of "Yeah!"s went around until..

"Awww man... We have to keep him 'til CHRISTMAS?"

A.N. Gotta go. Spanish calls. R&R!