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“Crookshanks?” he called to the forbidding cat.
Busted…
The cat froze in the middle of the room and turned to see his owner’s friend. He…
“Well, if you’re going to be that way, Crooks, I’m sure she’ll be around soon,” he sighs, plopping down on the sofa. “I don’t mind the company, anyway. Especially since you don’t talk and you don’t give a rat’s arse who I am.”
Slowly, he moves to sit close to Harry’s legs. No, he really doesn’t care because he really doesn’t know. He is important for the humans, he knows that. But, to Crookshanks, Harry Potter is just a boy. A boy who normally catnaps him as well and makes him stop that dangerous tree, but still just a boy.
“I’m in love with a girl I’m not supposed to be in love with,” Harry sighs, reaching down to scratch the cat’s ears. Why Crooks allows him this, he’ll never know.
He purrs quietly as he listens to the boy speak. Love? He doesn’t understand what that means, but it’s not like he has to reply anyway.
“It’s wrong of me, you know, to be this selfish,” he whispers to no one really, just Hermione’s cat. “This could really hurt her. Just like the D.A. everyone involved could get hurt because of me.”
Harry sighs, rubbing his eyes beneath his glasses. He wants to see Sirius so very badly and he’s not sure if it will be at all possible.
Crooks doesn’t see anything wrong. He is selfish all the time and, even so, he always gets what he wants. The cat lifts his head to see Potter and his tail stops wagging. Is that what love does? Hurt? He is lucky to ignore such thing then, because Crookshanks is allergic to pain. He wonders if some tuna would make everything better for Harry, it always works for him.
He meows softly and nuzzles his face against the boy’s leg.
Crooks jumps into Harry’s lap and meows again. He doesn’t know why the boy looks so sad, but it’s not a nice feeling....
“She’s better off away from me, you know,” he sighs, sadly. “Everyone’s better off without being friends with me. I mean...
Crooks doesn’t see anything wrong. He is selfish all the time and, even so, he always gets what he wants. The cat lifts...
“It’s wrong of me, you know, to be this selfish,” he whispers to no one really, just Hermione’s cat. “This could really...
He purrs quietly as he listens to the boy speak. Love? He doesn’t understand what that means, but it’s not like he has...
“I’m in love with a girl I’m not supposed to be in love with,” Harry sighs, reaching down to scratch the cat’s ears. Why...
Slowly, he moves to sit close to Harry’s legs. No, he really doesn’t care because he really doesn’t know. He is...
He… “Well, if you’re going...that way, Crooks, I’m sure she’ll be around soon,” he sighs,...
Crookshanks sends him a glare. He wasn’t prowling, and certainly, he wasn’t having fun… well, he did have fun with the...
“Where’ve you been? Out prowling?” Harry smiles spying the telltale bits of leaves and grass in the cat’s fur. He goes...
And he knows it. It’s not his fault, he was catnapped and tricked, he is lucky to be back in one piece.
“Hermione’s been looking everywhere for you.”
Busted… The cat froze in...middle of the room and turned to see his owner’s friend. He...
