"Well Hermione," Harry said, coming to her. "I know what is wrong with Crookshanks."
"Well? Is he okay?" Hermione looked up from her books. Crookshanks had been cleaning himself like crazy and was wiping away dirty pee that came out of his butt.
"Kind of…"
"What do you mean 'kind of'?" Hermione demanded.
"He's female." Harry said seriously.
"WHAT!?" Hermione screeched.
"So, the menace is female? What is she PMSing or something?" Ron smirked, and got hit by Hermione.
"Not exactly." Harry shifted his feet. "SHE'S pregnant."
"WHAT?" Hermione screamed. "Crookshanks is a he! He can't get pregnant."
"It only takes one more!" Harry said, now grinning.
"No. Crookshanks is a girl, fine, but SHE IS NOT PREGNANT!" Hermione said. "What makes you think that anyway?"
"Wellll…" Harry said. "His water just broke over your bed."
Hermione ran from the room. Ron and Harry howled in laughter.
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Crookshanks gave birth to three kittens. A bright red female with black striped and blue eyes that latched onto Ron. A black female with green eyes that latched onto Harry, and a Black, orange, and yellow striped that latched onto Colin Creevy.
Colin got a long talk about where his cat should keep his un neutered balls.
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And both Harry and Ron were freaked out at the cat's likeness to them.
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