Oh Merlin, someone figured it out! Yes, BeckyRocks, sweetie, it is Crookshanks! (I thought CrouchingCrookshanks would say it first, but anyway…) Here is the fake ahem, cookie for you! *Hands cookie* Long chapter, be proud of me! Um…My chapter will be like this: it will take more than 3 days to complete, but it will be longer than usual. Do I have a deal? *Smirks*

"So, how do you bathe a kitty?" Cat asked, as she began to stroke the kitty's ginger, but matted fur. As he did so, the cat purred but hissed as Draco reached over to pet it too. He scowled but his scowl grew deeper as she began laughing and whispering things about Draco to the cat. For all they knew, it could be a wizard or witch in animal form and…Oh now he was becoming unstable.

"Well, I don't know. Maybe the house elves could…" he was cut off rather roughly as someone punched him right in the nose. No, not punched, but socked really hard on the nose. As he staggered and almost lost his balance, he looked into the green eyes of Harry Potter. He was going to send him a piece of his mind and some bad words, but then he realized the little five year old girl looking at Harry with hate. Okay, not really hate, but something close to that. She had a facial expression that scared Draco as well, as she had never had that expression before.

"Malfoy." He scoffed as he wrapped his cloak tighter over his not-anymore-lean/thin form. He noticed the girl sending him death glances and wondered who the hell she was, then stopped himself from spitting out very bad words.

"Potter." He spat as well, but then Harry took out his wand and pointed it at him too, so he stayed on the ground and gripped his poor nose. He noticed that Catastrophe wasn't with him anymore and his mind whirled with confusion and worry.

'Where the hell is she? Merlin, what happened to her? I'd rather kill myself than go to Mother and Father and see their expression!' He thought as he still gazed at Harry with something of a dazed expression.

"Draco!" he heard the little voice as she towed someone to his side too…He would never forget the bushy, brown hair that belonged to…Hermione Granger.

"Malfoy?" Her voice was something between worry and hate, but as she had promised the girl, she knelt down and took his hand off of his nose, where Harry had punched him, no doubt, and examined it. Without warning, she snapped it back into place as he howled with pain. Cat ran to his side and tried to comfort him, but his grey eyes were glazed with pain and fury. Hermione looked crestfallen; she hadn't mean to do this-

"GRANGER!" he yelled as he grabbed her ankle and pulled her roughly on the ground. "Are you BLOODY out of your MIND?" he forgot the little girl that was beside him; she snuck off to the side and started bawling, but slowly and silently.

"Malfoy…The little girl…She's gone." Harry was silent until now, and his green eyes widened as Draco gasped and let go of her ankle, searching carefully and his eyes wide. He actually looked worried, and that was enough to send warning bells at Harry and Hermione.

"Why, Malfoy," Harry sneered, "are you actually looking for a little muggle? To maybe kill her?" he asked, not noticing the look of death and fury as Draco struggled to get up. Hermione however, thought pity and…offered her hand to him, as he looked at it with not disgust but thanks and took it, his feet sliding on the ice that had been under him,

and got up, broadening his shoulders and towering over Hermione and Harry both.

"Potter." He spat, his voice ice cold and his eyes taking a silver fire of its own, "Talk about her once more like that and I swear I will hex your balls off." He was bristling in fury now, and Hermione shied away from him, momentarily scared by his anger. He was worried about a muggle girl? Had the hell frozen over?

A laugh snapped the three out of their anger trance and they whirled around to see Ron with a little girl on his neck. Namely, Catastrophe. Her grey eyes sparkled with joy as Ron swirled her around and made her giggle. He stopped, however, as he took in the sight of Draco and Harry, both wands out, and Hermione, who looked like she would faint any second.

"You worried me." Draco mumbled as he took Catastrophe from his neck quite roughly as tears began to form in her eyes.

"You're a meanie!" she cried and reached for Hermione as she picked her up and held her against her breast. She looked like a mother, but her face looked too young to be true.

Draco's shoulder bobbed up and down. Ron, Hermione, and Harry looked like he was crazy. Then he broke out into laughter as Catastrophe giggled and started tickling Hermione in the stomach, making her lose her grip and let the girl fall. She shrieked but Draco caught her and she giggled, once again feeling the fun in teasing them all. But as he did so, he slipped once again on the little patch of ice that Harry had conjured before when he was trying to bash is skull in, and fell, still clutching the girl who was giggling quite loudly and pulling on his sleeve to let her up. But he refused, holding her down as she squirmed. Hermione broke out into amused chuckles as Ron and Harry just stood there with their mouth agape and their wands limp in their hand. Hermione laughed harder at this and clutched her stomach.

As they did so, an old woman in a black, swirling robe passed them, and as she did so, she murmured, "What a nice child you got there." They froze and looked at the place she had been a second ago, but she was gone.

"I…" Draco stammered and let go of Cat as she still giggled and started to pat his spiky, untidy hair. Hermione laughed and helped her pat it down as the three boys looked at Hermione in disbelief. Then Cat moved over to Ron and started brushing his hair too, but her small hand got caught in his untidy, messy red tangles and she sighed, pulling on them a bit as Hermione sat back and relaxed, her hands having a mind of their own and still combing through Draco's white-blond, soft hair, as Draco said nothing but looked happy.

"Ow!" Ron cried as Cat pulled a tangle harshly and pulled out of tangle of red matter hair. She realized something and started to look around.

"Draco!" she whined, her grey eyes quickly filling with tears, "The nice kitty is gone!" she whimpered and once again took refuge in Hermione's chest, the tears overcoming her small but wide eyes as she sobbed.

"There, there." Hermione soothed and Ron petted her blond locks, as Draco grinned and pulled out the cat from his pocket. It mewled as Cat snatched it from his outstretched hand and whispered comforting words as they laughed.

"I know he is a meanie, sweetie." She snuggled against him as he purred. Hermione's eyes grew large.

"Crookshanks!" she cried as she grabbed the ginger cat from the clutches of the six-year-old as tears once again formed. She bawled as Hermione realized her mistake.

"Oh no, no, no! Please don't cry! I…I should explain. This is Crookshanks, my former cat." she murmured as the cat purred and rubbed its big, ginger head against Hermione's chin.

Cat nodded then wiped her tears away. She tugged on Draco's sleeve.

"Draco, can I get a new one?" she asked, her eyes puppy like and begging. He lost. Sighing, he was about to give his content but Hermione interrupted.

"Oh no, Malfoy. I…Catastrophe, you keep Crookshanks for me. Please?" she nodded and gave the now-dozing kitty to the girl, her brown eyes twinkling with something right as they girl's grey eyes sparkled of happiness.

"Thanks, Hermione!" she giggled and jumped up, hugging the surprised sixteen-year old girl as she laughed, then swirled her around in the air and put her down. Her smile faded a bit, as she turned to Draco.

"Malfoy, I think proper introduction are in order," she smiled a bit, and hid it quickly; "even we have met the sweet girl that looks exactly like you." She whipped around.

"Is she related to you?" she asked, petting Crookshanks as Cat handed her and wrapped her arms around Draco's waist, where her arms could go in her height. He looked surprised but hid it well and smirked.

"Drakie-wakie here is the best brother anyone could have." She giggled and held on, squealing and demanding release as he turned with astonishing speed and grasped her, twirling in the air as she pounded uselessly. Hermione giggled. She had never seen Malfoy's nice side, never.

"Drakie-wakie?" Ron frowned, and Cat staggered as Draco let go. She shook stars from her eyes and laughed her small hands on her small, pink mouth.

"His nickname. I know! Ron, you could be Roony and Harry could be just Harry, I guess…" she whispered as she could not think of a nickname. But her eyes brightened as she thought of Hermione's.

"Mione! That's it! Hermione!" she giggled with delight as Hermione laughed.

"I don't know, I think we have to go." Draco dusted off his robes and took her hand as she waved goodbye and gave them a kiss on the cheek. When they all looked at Malfoy expectantly, he just said that his mother rubs off on the girl. Hermione gave her one last hug and they went, one hand clutching Draco's right hand and one holding Crookshanks to her chest.

"Is it just me or did we all see Dra-Malfoy's good side?" Harry dropped his mouth open as Ron and Hermione nodded.

"I think," Hermione whispered, a hint of a smile on her face, "that people can change."

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