Snape mean teacher. Greasy haired moron. Master Hermione stressed trying to complete his work before holidays. Mean man.
His office smells funny. Potions and ingredients smell nasty. He is sitting at his desk oblivious to my arrival. Just as well. I don't need him blaming Master Hermione.
I creep along the walls to the table behind him. He has a potion brewing. Wonder what it is? It smells nasty. Nasty man making a nasty potion. He left the ingredients out. Moron. I add a few more to mess his potion up. It turns weird shade of pink. Uh oh, now it's bubbling. I hop down as he turns around at the noise.
He curses and looks around the room. He does not see me hiding near his feet. He blames peeves. Moron. Peeves cannot compete with me.
Suddenly the potion explodes covering the room in sticky pink tar. My bad.
I slink away sticking to the wall to keep from stepping in the mess. As i leave the office i feel a draft coming from my tail. I turn to look. MY FUR IS GONE!
THE STICKY PINK TAR MUST HAVE GOTTEN ON MY TAIL! MY BEAUTIFUL FUR!
I run to the Gryffindor tower. Master Hermione can fix this.
" Hey Hermione! Crookshanks is missing some fur!" Potter yells.
"WHAT?!" She runs down the stairs and scoops me up cradling me in her arms.
" HAHA look at him, his tail is…" Ron stopped when i hissed at him.
" Damn it Crookshanks what did you do?" Hermione set me down on the armrest and waved her wand over my tail. My fur grew back! Smart Hermione.
Nearly Headless Nick drifted into the room.
" I am to let you know, potions has been cancelled. There was a potions explosion in Snape's office. Professor Snape is fine, but his office is covered in a mysterious pink tar." Nick laughed floating out of the room.
" Good Crookshanks." Potter whispered as he grinned petting my head.
Master Hermione gives me strange look. I meow at her innocently. She shrugs and walks away. Potter still grinning. Potter smart boy.
