Kitty Kat
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A/N: The person who placed the curse on her will be revealed in later chapters.
Summary: D/G. Ginny is the victim of a curse, and becomes......a CAT?!
"Ginny," Malfoy called. I stalked over to him. "Gin, we're going to Saturn tomorrow. Okay? The cat-sitter will be here tomorrow."
I stared.
Thing is, there doesn't seem to be much oxygen up there. You might have trouble breathing.
Ah well. I wouldn't mind it if he suffocated.
Wonder who my sitter is? I'm 16, I CAN take care of myself, you know.
All I'm saying is, Malfoy had BETTER take me to Hogwarts.
"Saturn, Gin, d'you think we'll be needing a bubble-head charm? Well, SOME kind of charm, we'll have to breathe, you know."
Yes I know. I'm not stupid.
"Hey," he said. "You're cat sitter is Hermione Granger. Now I hope you know the only reason I hired her is because she has a cat too. Don't hesitate to scratch her."
Scratch her? Scratch Hermione, one of my best friends? You WISH.
Someone knocked on the door.
Hi Hermione. How are you today? I'm a cat. I just happen to be Malfoy's cat. Now please be so kind as to get me out of here.
Malfoy opened the door.
In came Crookshanks. Malfoy cursed under his breath. "Granger, keep your cat away from mine, you hear? If your cat..."
"Okay, Malfoy, I get it. The only reason I came here was for the pay. Normally I wouldn't get near THAT," she pointed to me.
Hermione is rather stupid for a know-it-all.
Crookshanks looked at me.
"You're not a real cat," he said.
Busted.
"Um, no." I replied.
"Oh. I'm used to it. See, Sirius Black is a dog, Peter Pettigrew is a rat, McGonagall is a cat, oh and you know Mrs. Norris? Well, I'm pretty sure that was once Filch's girlfriend. It's probably only a rumor though."
I'm guessing rumor.
Hermione, get me OUT of here.
Disclaimer: NOT MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks to all who reviewed!
A/N: The person who placed the curse on her will be revealed in later chapters.
Summary: D/G. Ginny is the victim of a curse, and becomes......a CAT?!
"Ginny," Malfoy called. I stalked over to him. "Gin, we're going to Saturn tomorrow. Okay? The cat-sitter will be here tomorrow."
I stared.
Thing is, there doesn't seem to be much oxygen up there. You might have trouble breathing.
Ah well. I wouldn't mind it if he suffocated.
Wonder who my sitter is? I'm 16, I CAN take care of myself, you know.
All I'm saying is, Malfoy had BETTER take me to Hogwarts.
"Saturn, Gin, d'you think we'll be needing a bubble-head charm? Well, SOME kind of charm, we'll have to breathe, you know."
Yes I know. I'm not stupid.
"Hey," he said. "You're cat sitter is Hermione Granger. Now I hope you know the only reason I hired her is because she has a cat too. Don't hesitate to scratch her."
Scratch her? Scratch Hermione, one of my best friends? You WISH.
Someone knocked on the door.
Hi Hermione. How are you today? I'm a cat. I just happen to be Malfoy's cat. Now please be so kind as to get me out of here.
Malfoy opened the door.
In came Crookshanks. Malfoy cursed under his breath. "Granger, keep your cat away from mine, you hear? If your cat..."
"Okay, Malfoy, I get it. The only reason I came here was for the pay. Normally I wouldn't get near THAT," she pointed to me.
Hermione is rather stupid for a know-it-all.
Crookshanks looked at me.
"You're not a real cat," he said.
Busted.
"Um, no." I replied.
"Oh. I'm used to it. See, Sirius Black is a dog, Peter Pettigrew is a rat, McGonagall is a cat, oh and you know Mrs. Norris? Well, I'm pretty sure that was once Filch's girlfriend. It's probably only a rumor though."
I'm guessing rumor.
Hermione, get me OUT of here.