Catscratch Fever
Okay, hi everyone. I got kind of bored and my old best friends doggie just got put to sleep and I felt bad, so I thought, all my fans will cheer me up!! Yay!! So anyways, yall got to IM CozmicGirl2002 and tell her you're sorry! Please do this for me??
Disclaimer:: J.K Rowling owns then. Not me. Unfortunately.
Dedication:: Shelby and Crystal.
Summary:: Crookshanks had problems. Can Hermonie part with her beloved pet?
Contact:: Questions or Comments should be emailed to ElijahWoodKissez@aol.com
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Harry, Ron and Hermonie were sharing a train compartment as usual, with Pig and Hedwig in the rafters, and Crookshanks laying gingerly on a padded seat next to Hermonie. They all sat quietly, not really knowing what to say. They didn't have to say anything, at that moment, Draco, Crabbe and Goyle burst into their compartment.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Scar-head, Weasel, and the Mudblood."
"I didn't know you were invited Mr. Malfoy jounior. What's the matter going to run to daddy? 'wait til my father hears about this!' Eh Harry?"
Goyle and Crabbe pounded their fists into their massive palms at Ron's remark, and Draco drew out his wand.
"Get the hell out Malfoy," spat Hermonie, swearing for about the first time in her whole life.
Draco lowered his wand.
"What??"
"What don't you understand? The Get, The The, The Hell or The Out?"
The group of students stared at her, as if she were an alien object, a horse in an airport, or a rose in the desert.
He left.
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"Hermione!! Hermione!!" Hermione could hear Ron's frantic whispering, but it was very hazy, like a badly tuned muggle radio.
She woke up from her daze when she felt Ron's broad hand slap her face sharply.
"Wake up you dumb bell!! We're at the school!"
She stirred and stood, not noticing Crookshanks perched on her lap. Her fell to the floor with a yelp and ran into his cat carrier with his tail between his legs like a dog.
"I'm sorry Crookshanks!," she purred and locked the door to his kitty carrier.
Together, they loaded into the boats with Hagrid and the first years, and headed towards the large, drafty castle.
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That night, at the great feast, and the sorting, they talked about last years main events, and what the Quidditch season (and who the captain would be) would be like.
"So, how was your summer with Victor?"
"I didn't stay the whole summer, only a week. It was marvelous!"
"Oh, we went back to Egypt and saw Bill again. It was amazing! We stayed in this old, haunted tomb and the owner was a real life mummy!"
"So Harry, what was YOUR summer like?"
"Dull, as usual, although Dudley wasn't there, so I was able to play his Play Station 2. I was getting pretty good at Final Fantasy 8 and Tony Hawk Pro Skater. They're American games."
"Awesome! I wouldn't recommend telling pops you did that, he'll never leave you alone! Wish I had a PS/2!!"
Their conversation would've continued if Dumbledore hadn't stood to signal the start of the feast. The golden plates magically filled with many foods and their goblets with pumpkin juice. Ron piled his plate with chicken wings and homemade pizza. Harry, filled his with chicken breasts and potatoes, and Hermonie, trying to lose weight, munched on a tuna salad.
"Great stuff this is."
Ron was interrupted by a loud howling, and an amber lump dragging itself across the floor. Hermonie stood up and screamed in horror.
Crookshanks lay in a tangled mess of fur at the foot of the Hufflepuff table.
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Hi. I may twist this into a romance later. Maybe, maybe not. Anyways, check back for the next chapter soon, as I know this was short. Don't forget to review!!
Okay, hi everyone. I got kind of bored and my old best friends doggie just got put to sleep and I felt bad, so I thought, all my fans will cheer me up!! Yay!! So anyways, yall got to IM CozmicGirl2002 and tell her you're sorry! Please do this for me??
Disclaimer:: J.K Rowling owns then. Not me. Unfortunately.
Dedication:: Shelby and Crystal.
Summary:: Crookshanks had problems. Can Hermonie part with her beloved pet?
Contact:: Questions or Comments should be emailed to ElijahWoodKissez@aol.com
___
Harry, Ron and Hermonie were sharing a train compartment as usual, with Pig and Hedwig in the rafters, and Crookshanks laying gingerly on a padded seat next to Hermonie. They all sat quietly, not really knowing what to say. They didn't have to say anything, at that moment, Draco, Crabbe and Goyle burst into their compartment.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Scar-head, Weasel, and the Mudblood."
"I didn't know you were invited Mr. Malfoy jounior. What's the matter going to run to daddy? 'wait til my father hears about this!' Eh Harry?"
Goyle and Crabbe pounded their fists into their massive palms at Ron's remark, and Draco drew out his wand.
"Get the hell out Malfoy," spat Hermonie, swearing for about the first time in her whole life.
Draco lowered his wand.
"What??"
"What don't you understand? The Get, The The, The Hell or The Out?"
The group of students stared at her, as if she were an alien object, a horse in an airport, or a rose in the desert.
He left.
___
"Hermione!! Hermione!!" Hermione could hear Ron's frantic whispering, but it was very hazy, like a badly tuned muggle radio.
She woke up from her daze when she felt Ron's broad hand slap her face sharply.
"Wake up you dumb bell!! We're at the school!"
She stirred and stood, not noticing Crookshanks perched on her lap. Her fell to the floor with a yelp and ran into his cat carrier with his tail between his legs like a dog.
"I'm sorry Crookshanks!," she purred and locked the door to his kitty carrier.
Together, they loaded into the boats with Hagrid and the first years, and headed towards the large, drafty castle.
___
That night, at the great feast, and the sorting, they talked about last years main events, and what the Quidditch season (and who the captain would be) would be like.
"So, how was your summer with Victor?"
"I didn't stay the whole summer, only a week. It was marvelous!"
"Oh, we went back to Egypt and saw Bill again. It was amazing! We stayed in this old, haunted tomb and the owner was a real life mummy!"
"So Harry, what was YOUR summer like?"
"Dull, as usual, although Dudley wasn't there, so I was able to play his Play Station 2. I was getting pretty good at Final Fantasy 8 and Tony Hawk Pro Skater. They're American games."
"Awesome! I wouldn't recommend telling pops you did that, he'll never leave you alone! Wish I had a PS/2!!"
Their conversation would've continued if Dumbledore hadn't stood to signal the start of the feast. The golden plates magically filled with many foods and their goblets with pumpkin juice. Ron piled his plate with chicken wings and homemade pizza. Harry, filled his with chicken breasts and potatoes, and Hermonie, trying to lose weight, munched on a tuna salad.
"Great stuff this is."
Ron was interrupted by a loud howling, and an amber lump dragging itself across the floor. Hermonie stood up and screamed in horror.
Crookshanks lay in a tangled mess of fur at the foot of the Hufflepuff table.
___
Hi. I may twist this into a romance later. Maybe, maybe not. Anyways, check back for the next chapter soon, as I know this was short. Don't forget to review!!