Crookshanks, the cat: With broom in hand, Draco made his way out onto the pitch...
Draco watched as the cat sat back on its haunches. Well, at least he hadn’t run off.
“Well, I’m starved myself,” Draco chatted to himself as well as the cat. “I suppose flight can wait while I fill my stomach. My guess,” he added, staring at Crookshanks, “is that you could do without my manhandling. If you’d like to get some tuna or chicken, it would be best to follow me back to the kitchen. BUt of course, you might be a man of the hunt. I wouldn’t want to keep you from such gory glory such as that. You are a predator, after all!”
Draco turns, walking swiftly toward the castle.
He narrowed his eyes again, if the looks could kill… Man of hunt? Was he blind as a bat or did he not notice he was a cat? His stomach growled at the mention of food. Crookshanks, being the spoiled cat he was, hunting was, by far, the last thing he wanted to do.
Without more thinking, he stands on four and begins to follow the boy.
This was, most definitely, a bad idea.
Draco felt the urge to turn a total of three times, but his arrogant pride and his breeding told him that the cat was just behind. If he turned, even slightly, he would have lost the power play and if Granger ever decided she needed him to cat sit, Draco wanted to be the one who had the upper hand.
They neared the Kitchen door through the castle herb gardens and Draco took the stairs down the door on light feet. With the password and knock rhythm given to the dancing bananas on the door, the entry opens to them and he found himself smothering a smile when he felt the furry feline brush past his legs.
Wasn’t he taking his time? Crookshanks had no idea of what kind of game the Slytherin was playing, and honestly, he couldn’t give a rat’s ass in that moment. The hunger was taking over his whole being, and the last time he had eaten a snack was when the Slytherin girl had tricked him into going with her.
Once the door was open, the cat brushed past the boy and ran into the kitchen. He meowed again and turned to see Draco, waiting for his dinner.
Draco sat at the counter waiting for his requested meal. Bored, he stared down at Granger’s cat.
“Ahhh, so not a hunter after all, hmmm? Perhaps, oh furry one, you are as used to luxury as I a. Considering what your owner allows you to do to her person, I’d say you are far more spoiled than the most deserving of Slytherins.” Draco caught the attention of an elf, speaking to it while making gestures toward the ginger feline. Before Draco even received his meal, Crookshanks was given a veritable feast.
He tilts his head as he listens to the boy. Why he was being so nice to him? All Crookshanks could remember was the boy and his owner fighting… all the time, if he has to be honest. Now, the cat knew there was something else behind that friendly attitude. He had always heard that he shouldn’t trust in the Slytherins, and he was more than sure about it after that day. His reply was just a meow and turned to the elf, following it with his eyes. Once his dinner was in front of him, Crookshanks sat and ate without pause, he was starving.
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He had taken a moment to sit on the flat rock that overlooked the darkened lake. The ripples of the water’s surface had...
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After a while, Crookshanks yawned and walked over to Draco, only to jump to his lap and stretch his paws out. He closed...
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The lake it is then…. Draco turned from the grassy knoll that bordered the lake and made his way onto the gravelly...
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The footsteps on the wet grass made him know that Malfoy was following him, but he didn’t turn to see him, not once....
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Draco watched the swish of the cats bushy tail swat at a bush that had the gall to threaten its path as he haughtily...
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And he has a point, Crookshanks knows it. Part of him wants to go back to Hermione’s arms, but the other part of him...
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With a masculine grace all his own, Draco slid off the counter stool, headed toward the Kitchen’s exit toward the...
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whiskers, Crookshanks lifts his head to see Draco....little heart skips a beat
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Draco eyed the cat from the corner of his eye as he ate. It was a habit of his to speak to animals, always had been...
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He tilts his head as he listens to the boy. Why he was being so nice to him? All Crookshanks could remember was the boy...
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Draco sat at the counter waiting for his requested meal. Bored, he stared down at Granger’s cat. “Ahhh, so not a hunter...
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Wasn’t he taking his time? Crookshanks had no idea of what kind of game the Slytherin was playing, and honestly, he...
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Draco felt the urge to turn a total of three times, but his arrogant pride and his breeding told him that the cat was...
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looks could kill… Man...was a cat? His stomach growled
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Draco watched as the cat sat back on its haunches. Well, at least he hadn’t run off. “Well, I’m starved myself,” Draco...
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The cat didn’t move for a moment, thinking of the possibilities. Hungry? Yes, he was hungry, very to be honest, but he...
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Draco knew that look, his mother’s cats had that look … suspicious. He didn’t blame his mother’s felines for their...
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Exactly what he needed, another Slytherin. Crookshanks narrowed his eyes in warning and meowed slowly, getting ready to...
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Out of curiosity, Draco dragged his broom over toward the sound. He stopped just short of entering the area because
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Crookshanks was still upset, he had been catnapped by...no one seemed to care. That
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