Author: Meltha
Rating: PG
Feedback: Yes, thank you. Meltha
Spoilers: None, really
Distribution: Fanfiction.net and the Bunny Warren. If you're interested, please let me know.
Summary: Draco needs to help Hermione with some rather odd research.
Disclaimer: All characters are owned by J.K. Rowling, a wonderfully creative author whose characters I have borrowed for a completely profit-free flight of fancy. Kindly do not sue me, please, as I am terrified of you. Thank you.
Author Note: Written for challenge 10 of round 3 of Dramione_ldws. This one needed to be exactly 175 words and use ruby slippers.

If the Shoe Fits

“They came from the Sorting Hat,” Hermione explained.

Draco poked the ruby slippers with his finger. His wife brought home the oddest things from the Department of Mysteries.

“They’re tacky,” he said bluntly.

“I think they’re nice.”

“Doesn’t the hat only spew stuff from the founders?” Draco asked.

“Yes,” Hermione admitted.

“So shouldn’t these have sapphires or citrines?” he asked.

“Read what’s on the soles,” Hermione said, blushing.

“’Property of Godric Gryffindor?’” he said, gaping. “He was a drag queen?!”

“Don’t be intolerant,” Hermione said, then bit her lip nervously.

“Out with it,” he said.

“You’re the only one in the Ministry with the right size foot to find out what they do,” she said quickly.

“You’ve got to be kidding!” Draco yelled.

“Please?” Hermione asked meekly, eyes pleading.

Draco sighed, slipping his feet into the shoes. His only consolation was if Weasley or Potter heard about this, he could shut their gobs with a few interesting facts about their dear house founder.

Besides, he thought as the shoes glittered, they were really rather fetching.