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Ah, what a wonderful nap! I stretch my legs and shake my ginger locks- and no, I am not a Weasley. Gross. I don't understand why my dear Hermione goes anywhere near them. Anyway, I leap off the Gryffindor couch to seek my fellow comrade, Trevor. Unfortunately, I hear the sound of someone approaching me. Speaking of the devil.

"Ugh, It's you." Why yes, indeed it is me. Ew, it's Reginald, or Rupert, Ronald, whatever his name is. Thank you for interrupting my Sunday afternoon. Please feel free to do it again sometime.

I hiss at him, hoping he gets annoyed to move and leave me be. But no! He rolls his eyes at me and sits on the sofa.

"Hey, Ron." Oh, great, there's more of them! Harry Potter's face appears from the staircase. Well at least it's him. He pets my head and I give him a meow in return. "Wanna play quidditch?" Perfect! They'll leave me alone.

"Yea, sure". Both of them get up to leave. I wait for them to leave the common room before finding Trevor. Unfortunately, Neville comes running down the stairs, almost tripping at each step. I try not to laugh, even though I'd have loved to see him fall right on his face.

"Trevor?" Neville looks around for his toad. After a while he sits on the couch, defeated. "Oh, hey, Crookshanks. Have you been a good girl?"

Girl!? I hiss and scratch his hand that goes to pet me.

"Ahhhh!" He gets up and runs out the door, holding his injured hand. Serves him right. Finally, Trevor comes out from behind the sofa towards me.

"Nice one," He says. "He's always so annoying, leaving me everywhere".

"My pleasure."

"So, what is it that you needed to tell me about?"

I look around the room, making sure there aren't any owls in sight. "Well, do you know that red-head's rat? Scabbers?"

He looks confused. "Yea, what about him?"

"I can just tell somethings not right. He doesn't act like a rat," I tell him.

Again he's still puzzled. "What's that supposed to mean? Of course he's a rat! You're just saying that because you're a cat!"

"I'm half kneazle, too! Anyway, I think he's an animagus," Before he can reply again, I continue. "See, last week at Hogsmeade with Hermione, I saw this strange, dark animal in a corner. When Hermione wasn't looking, I left to check it out. It was a dog, well not really, he was an animagus! And not just anyone, it's Sirius Black! The murderer!"

Trevor's eyes widen. "Ar-are you sure?"

"Positive". He gulps and looks nervous. "Oh, stop being like Neville." That made him relax. "Listen, you don't need to worry, I've got a plan."

He looks amused. "Oh yea? What's that?"

I grin mischievously. "This might sound crazy, but I'm going to try to follow him next time. And then I'll try asking him -"

Trevor looks scared again. "Are you crazy? He's a murderer! He's going to kidnap you! And, and-"

"Calm down, Trevor! He's not going to kill me!" I sigh and continue, "I'm just going to ask him about Scabbers. Then that rat imposter we'll leave for good!"

"Alright," Trevor says. "I agree, I guess."

"Good. I was going to go ahead and do it anyway". My cheeky grin scaring him.

A/N: What do you think? I'm thinking of adding another short chapter like this one :) Please review, thanks!