Wow, I haven't written in so long, it's amazing! Anyways, keep all hands in
side the vehicle, cuz here we go!
Dedication:: Let's see, to Mary! We had SO much fun playing mini golf and looking at the cute dudes at the golf coarse! LoL!
Disclaimer:: Don't own anything Harry Potter, sorry!
Summary:: What fate awaits Crookshanks? Who will Hermonie rely on for comfort? Haha, not who you expect! (Although some of you dummies automatically jump to Harry Ron or Draco, you're WRONG! Haha suckers!)
Contact:: Any questions, comments, concerns, complaints or ideas should be emailed to ElijahWoodKissez@aol.com, AIMed to MooCandyCowMoo or posted here in a signed review!!
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"Crookshanks is hanging on, but Madame Promfey says he waon't last.", Ron finished for Harry.
Hermonie stopped breathing then. Not for ever, but her breath caught in her throat and she let out a strangled cry. Slowly she nodded, and relaxed her head against her pillow. Then, as if gathering her strength she stood and slowly hobbled over to the checkout counter, where Crookshanks sat neatly.
"Good bye kitty."
"You don't have to say good bye, Hermonie, he has about a week I'd say. I've never seen this kind of pet disease before, but you're not the first to receive it. Neville's toad and Pansy's owl. Pansy wasn't as fortunate. I suspect the great prat will have a funeral for the thing," said Madame Promfey, shaking her head in amusement.
Hermonie gathered Crookshanks in her arms and walked out of the Infirmary, towards the Gryffindor dorms.
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Nearly there, Hermonie stopped to catch her breath.
"I don't know what's gotten into me lately," she huffed as she sat down on the step.
"So granger, got lost? I'd be happy to tae you to my dorm if you want," Malfoy said, smiling and sitting next to her.
"No thanks. But thanks for earlier," she called and kissed his cheek, before huffing her way up the final flight and into her dorm.
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Dear Mrs. Weasley,
I need some advice. My cat is dying. Please Help?
Love, Hermonie
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Even in her head that sounded dumb. Hermonie crumpled up the note and threw it in the trash. Who else could help her. Suddenly, and idea hit her SMACK in the face. She would write to -
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So, another good cliffhanger ay? Check back soon!!
Dedication:: Let's see, to Mary! We had SO much fun playing mini golf and looking at the cute dudes at the golf coarse! LoL!
Disclaimer:: Don't own anything Harry Potter, sorry!
Summary:: What fate awaits Crookshanks? Who will Hermonie rely on for comfort? Haha, not who you expect! (Although some of you dummies automatically jump to Harry Ron or Draco, you're WRONG! Haha suckers!)
Contact:: Any questions, comments, concerns, complaints or ideas should be emailed to ElijahWoodKissez@aol.com, AIMed to MooCandyCowMoo or posted here in a signed review!!
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"Crookshanks is hanging on, but Madame Promfey says he waon't last.", Ron finished for Harry.
Hermonie stopped breathing then. Not for ever, but her breath caught in her throat and she let out a strangled cry. Slowly she nodded, and relaxed her head against her pillow. Then, as if gathering her strength she stood and slowly hobbled over to the checkout counter, where Crookshanks sat neatly.
"Good bye kitty."
"You don't have to say good bye, Hermonie, he has about a week I'd say. I've never seen this kind of pet disease before, but you're not the first to receive it. Neville's toad and Pansy's owl. Pansy wasn't as fortunate. I suspect the great prat will have a funeral for the thing," said Madame Promfey, shaking her head in amusement.
Hermonie gathered Crookshanks in her arms and walked out of the Infirmary, towards the Gryffindor dorms.
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Nearly there, Hermonie stopped to catch her breath.
"I don't know what's gotten into me lately," she huffed as she sat down on the step.
"So granger, got lost? I'd be happy to tae you to my dorm if you want," Malfoy said, smiling and sitting next to her.
"No thanks. But thanks for earlier," she called and kissed his cheek, before huffing her way up the final flight and into her dorm.
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Dear Mrs. Weasley,
I need some advice. My cat is dying. Please Help?
Love, Hermonie
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Even in her head that sounded dumb. Hermonie crumpled up the note and threw it in the trash. Who else could help her. Suddenly, and idea hit her SMACK in the face. She would write to -
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So, another good cliffhanger ay? Check back soon!!