Crookshanks
By AuraAuthor
I swished my tail and moved stealthily towards my love's bedroom. He was attacking her again and I had to put an end to his pursuits. I could hear her crying out in fear and I knew I had to intervene. My Hermione needed her brave pet to defend her against the blond menace.
They had been quick again and the door was not completely closed. That blond idiot that was always with her now had attacked her face as soon as they had walked into our apartment. He had distracted her enough with his assault that she had let him carry her through our flat and had completely ignored my presence. This was unacceptable.
I was glad that the door was not latched. Not that it would have mattered, I was a rather brilliant cat and would have found my way inside. But it did keep me from getting yelled at for claw marks on the door frame.
Humans were fascinating to watch. It was a shame that they had to shed their outer fur every time they went to copulate. I imagine they got quite cold, but never the less they always stripped off their out layers before they joined together.
It was also fascinating that they could copulate in multiple positions. The blond didn't always take my Hermione in the same way as the red headed idiot had done. The blond moved and twisted her into interesting shapes and was constantly biting at her body. That was also a decidedly human thing for had I ever bitten at one that I copulated with it would not have been a pretty ending for me.
Tonight, he was taking her in the typical animal form and that was both good and bad. It was bad because I hated to interrupt the true way copulation was supposed to be performed when the so rarely did it this way. I don't think my Hermione enjoys being pushed onto all fours by the blond, but she doesn't seem to mind it when she plays with me on the floor. Maybe it's because she can see me and I come to her when she calls. She keeps craning her neck to see the blond and calling his stupid name over and over. I hissed quietly and watched as his now uncovered buttocks clenched with his movements. I was glad that they were enjoying the correct form for copulation because it gave me easy access to the tissue hanging between his legs.
I pounced lithely onto the bench at the end of my Hermione's bed and waited to see if I was noticed. The blond was so involved with his motions into my Hermione that he didn't notice I was present. I crept slowly onto the bed and watched as the tissue swung back and forth with his movements. I let my body become mesmerized by the swaying motion and gave into my own instincts to swipe at the tissue.
"What the fuck?" the blond yelled and moved away from my Hermione.
I jumped around him and darted beneath my Hermione and meowed as pitifully as I could at her. "Crookshanks?" she asked looking down at me.
"That fucking cat just took a swipe at my balls Granger!"
She laughed at him. "Crookshanks you naughty boy!" she said before getting up from the bed and holding me against her. "Draco wasn't hurting me my love. It was actually quite the opposite."
"What the fuck does he have against me?" the blond huffed out while glaring at me. "And how the fuck did he get in? I thought we latched the door?"
"He would have gotten in regardless Draco. Especially if he thought you were hurting me," she said before walking towards the door with me.
I meowed at her and nuzzled her naked chest trying to get her to keep me in the room. "Now, now Crookshanks, as you can see, I am perfectly fine and after your naughty behavior I need to take care of Draco."
The blond laughed as my Hermione put me back out into the hallway. She closed the door completely behind her and I heard the lock click. I wasn't getting back into the room tonight. I hissed at the door. "What the fuck does he have against me?" I heard the blond ask. "I'm a fair sight better than the weasel!"
"He hated Ron," my Hermione said.
"Don't talk about him while I'm naked with you Granger," the blond said.
"Let me take care of you Draco," I heard her say. "I need to look you over first and make sure he didn't hurt you."
"He didn't hurt… oh," the blond moaned out and if I was a dog, I would have barked my aggravation.
It was very early morning when I heard the door to my Hermione's room open. The heavy steps were not hers and I was tempted to claw the blond. He moved into the kitchen and opened the cabinet where she kept my food. What was he up to? Was he going to steal my food? I would not tolerate this behavior! He could have my Hermione all he wanted, but my food belongs to me and me alone!
I hissed at him and he turned to face me. "I'm sorry Crookshanks," he said grabbing the opener from the drawer. "I was so anxious to get Hermione to myself I didn't even think about her needing to feed you dinner."
He opened the can of my favorite tuna and spinach food and dumped it into my bowl. Then he surprised me by adding a dab of cream from the fridge too it just like my Hermione does and mixing it together just like I liked. He sat the food down on the floor next to my water bowl and then refilled it with the green bottled water that I preferred over tap water.
"Night Crookshanks," the blond said as I sniffed at the food.
I watched him close the door to my Hermione's room and heard him shifting back into her bed. I nibbled at the food and found that he did things exactly like my Hermione did. After filling my belly, I settled down on my pillow and thought about the blond. Maybe he wasn't that bad after all. If could help my Hermione feed me then he would be a worthy housemate in my book.
I drifted off to sleep thinking about how much I liked him, especially when compared with that red headed human and the one with glasses. Now those two were rubbish.
~FIN~
