"Hermione!"
"Y-yes Professor?"
"How many times do I have to tell you! Keep this cat out side or in your common room! He is
not to be wondering the whole bloody school!"
Crookshanks had the bad habit of sneaking up behind McGonagall and rubbing his nose up
against her, it frightened her quite a bit.
"Sorry Professor! I'll try not to let it happen again."
Hermione scooped up her cat and hauled him off to the common room, muttering about how
know one respects the poor cat, and McGonagall of all people.
One day, while wondering about the school, again, Crookshanks happened to see a door ajar! He
thought back to his first year at Hogwarts. Back when he first saw her, the strange cat. He
couldn't resist taking a peek in the door. He peered in and saw MgGonagall. Something about her
reminded him of the cat. Maybe it was the stiff way she sat, or the stern look in her eyes--
suddenly the professor disappeared and there sat the cat! There were many "ooh's" and "ahh's"
from the students.
Crookshanks looked around wildly. What had happened? Slowly, yet oh so quickly it dawned on
him. It had been her the whole time. The strange cat that had intrigued him so had been Professor
McGonagall the whole time.
Oh, why hadn't he seen it sooner? He knew that Sirius had not been a dog, and Pettigrew not a
rat, yet he had overlooked that in the cat.
"I wonder what's wrong with Crookshanks?" Hermione inquired one day.
"Well not that I really care about that cat, but if I didn't know any better I would say he's heartbroken." said Ron.
"Don't be thick, Ron, cats don't get heartbroken!" Harry said sniggering.
"I'm not mental Harry, I was saying if I didn't know better." he retorted.
The truth was that Crookshanks was heartbroken. He also felt very stupid for not realizing what the cat really was. Oh well! There is always Mrs. Norris!!!