A oneshot based on this prompt "Please do something about your cat it keeps breaking into my apartment via the windows and I don't know how. Plus it knows how to open fridges."
All recognizable things belong to the great J.K Rowling.
"What the hell?" Harry asked as he walked into his apartment. His fridge was open, and there was food all over the floor. Then he heard something rustling in the fridge. Harry quickly walked over to the fridge and reached inside, only to feel pain in his right hand.
"Goddammit!" Harry exclaimed as he drew his hand back, looking at the marks, he realized that a cat was in his fridge. He opened the door fully, and was greeted by the ugliest cat he had ever seen. It was huge with yellow eyes, and bandy legs.
"All right, I can do this" Harry whispered to himself. He reached inside the fridge and grabbed the cat hoping not to end up with a clawed arm. The cat yowled and hissed as Harry pulled it out, however after the cat was fully out of the refrigerator it calmed down and let him pet it.
He picked up the cat and looked into the yellow eyes, and said "You're ugly, but at least you aren't trying to claw me to death anymore" Harry put the cat on the floor and looked at the id tag. He saw the phone number and grabbed his cell, and dialed the number.
"Hello" said a woman's voice.
"I'm calling about your cat… uh" Harry looked at the id tag for a name. "Crookshanks"
"Oh My God, you found him, where was he!" Exclaimed the woman on the phone.
"In my refrigerator if you believe me."
"I do, any way, where do you live, so I can pick up my cat?"
Harry quickly rattled off his address, only to hear the woman very loudly exclaim "No way, that would make us neighbors!"
Harry heard a knock on his door, and went over to open it. Behind the door was possibly the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen.
Than the orange monster known as Crookshanks ran past him into the woman's arms, who looked like she was going to buckle under the weight of her cat."Crookshanks! Why did you run, I was worried sick!" the woman scolded her cat. "Oh, hello, my name is Hermione" the woman shifted her cat to her other arm, then held out her hand for Harry to shake.
"Nice to meet you Hermione, my name is Harry." he took the offered hand and shook it.
"Did Crookshanks do that?" asked Hermione
Harry look at the hand he had given to shake and realized that it was the one that her cat had scratched. "Yeah, but it's no big deal."
"No it is, he should know by know not to claw strangers. How can I make it up to you?"
Look at the beautiful woman in front of him, he decided to take advantage of the situation. "Well I do have an idea, but I don't know if you would go for it."
"My cat clawed you, I'm fine with anything as long as it doesn't involve sex."
"Okay, go on a date with me."
Hermione looked at him and smiled, "Sure, just tell me the time and place neighbor." And with that Hermione walked back to her apartment."
Harry smiled at the retreating figure, happy that he was going on a date with a beautiful woman. Who knew that a cat would cause him to be that happiest he had been in a while.
A/N: This my first oneshot in the series. If you have a specific prompt you would want me to write you can leave a review or pm me. If you could favorite or follow this story that would be great! This is my first fanfiction, so be gentle please.