Waffles


A/N: Oh, my god. I actually have nothing to say up here.



I was snuggling down under the covers when Waffles, Luiz's cat, came and jumped onto my bed, carrying a message from Luiz tied to it's collar.

"Good kitty." I petted her gently, then read the letter.

Charlie-
We have to get back at the dork squad
For trapping us like that. Any ideas?
I'm thinking mini-dung bombs in their
Spaghetti and meatballs tomorrow at
Dinner. Any suggestions?
Luiz

I scrawled back, 'Good idea, do they make mini-dung bombs?', then gave it back to Waffles. She scampered out the door, and I fell asleep pretty quickly after that.

The next morning, I woke up with a big pressure on my chest. I thought, maybe I really am sick, but then I opened my eyes.

Seventeen pounds of fur, fat, and cat breath was sitting on my ribs, making it extremely hard to breath.

"C'mon Waffles, c'mon, flip girl." I finally eased her off onto my pillow, then grabbed the note on her collar.

Charlie-
New plan. Forget about classes
Next Thursday. We're going to
London by Floo powder to visit
Some of my old muggle friends.
You'll love them; just like me.
Luiz

I grinned.

Just like Luiz?

I was so in.