Title: Josie? Where Are You?

Characters: Harry,Draco

Rating: pg

Summary: Draco's found a cat. Harry's lost one.

Disclaimer: Characters belong to JK and the publishers and no offense is intended by this piece. Non-profit fun.

"Josie? Josie?" Harry looked around the apartment in search for the grey furrball. She had been missing for almost three days now, normally she would roam around for a day but never this long. Harry was beginning to worry.

Miao

Draco paused and looked around, certainly he had not heard a cat. He looked before him and saw nothing immediately wrong with the state of his apartment. He slowly closed the apartment door behind him as he eyed his home suspiciously.

Miao miaaao

There it was again.

Jingle

Scratch

Scratch

Draco turned to the door and looked down to see a dark grey cat scratching at his door. It cocked it's head to the side and looked at him.

Miao

"You do realize that I have no idea what you're saying," he replied, as he opened the door. The cat strolled inside and nuzzled his leg with it's head, the bell on it's collar jingling. Draco put down his groceries and then inspected the collar. There, Josie, was inscribed on the collar but the owner's name was nowhere to be seen. "Well, I suppose you'll stay here until I can find your owner. But if you damage my furniture it's out with you."

Harry knocked frantically on the door. He had heard that a tenant three floors above him had found a dark grey cat and he was sure it was Josie. The door opened and Harry just stared at the man in shock.

"Potter, is there a reason you're trying to break down my door?" came a familiar drawl.

"Uh... cat. I mean, I heard you found Josie." he replied. Had Malfoy really lived in the same building as him? And for how long?

"She's yours? No wonder she ran away." Malfoy said, as he looked Harry up and down. "I suppose you want her back?"

"Of course I do."

"Well, I'll need compensation for my compassion Potter."

"Malfoy, just don't give some outrageous request." Harry said. He was nervous about what the demand would be.

"Non-sense. I only ask that you carry me to a decent restaurant."

"What?" Harry was flummoxed.

"Dinner, Potter. You're taking me to dinner."