Where Is Mrs. Norris?
Summary: Argus Filch wants to find his cat. One-shot.
Disclaimer: the Harry Potter universe has been created by J. K. Rowling and does not belong to me. No money is being made from writing and publishing this story. No copyright infringement was intended.
A/N: Please, note that English is not my native language and I have no beta. If you find any mistakes, feel free to tell me about them. I have nothing against constructive criticism, but no flames, please!
"What are you looking for, Argus?" Minerva's voice was concerned.
"I'm looking for Mrs. Norris. I have been looking for her for more than five hours now. That cat is untraceable. I have checked in all placed I could think of, but..." Old squib seemed to be worried. "I feel that she is alive, but I can't find her."
"You know, Argus. Sometimes cats don't want to be found."
"Please, Minerva, help me find her." The usually grumpy caretaker was almost begging.
"Alright, but I don't promise anything."
They spent entire afternoon looking for that cat.
Finally they found Mrs. Norris in an unused broom closet... With four little kittens.
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