Chapter 2 Do I know you?
Hermione woke up the next morning when the cat next to her shifted. Hermione stood and shook herself. She was so stiff from last night. Hermione looked at the cat that had kept her warm through out the night. Hermione now had a good view of the cat.
It was a male cat slightly larger then she. His golden blonde fur was short and sleek. It seemed to remind her of someone. Hermione sat there and watched the cat as he shifted and began to rouse. The paw wasn't as bad anymore. It had bled a bit over the night, but it had healed some now.
The cat lifted his head and opened his eyes. They were silver gray. The male cat stared at her for some time. Their eyes were locked on one and other until Hermione broke the stare to see a boot flying their way. The male cat looked too. They both sprang to there feet and ran. The other cat fell behind with a limp. Hermione meowed and ran back to him. Another boot flew their way. Hermione leapt to meet it in mid air. She tackled it to the ground.
Hermione then pushed the cat along towards a road leading out of town. They both ran that way. Hermione constantly glanced back at the cat. He lagged farther and farther behind. Thankfully, they made it out just as the cat collapsed and tumbled into the ditch.
Hermione leaped into the ditch after him. He was lying down in the dusty grass, his chest was heaving. Hermione too was short of breath. The cat's leg was open again and bleeding. Hermione licks his face. He opened his eyes and lifted his head.
"Hi," Hermione meowed in her cat voice. The cat opened his mouth to speak, but he hadn't seemed to master his tongue.
Finally, the cat was able to come up with a raspy meow, "Hello."
"What happened to your paw?" she asked.
"I'm not sure. I was drinking a butterbeer and the next thing that I remember was staring at you," he said.
"Really, that's the same thing that happened to me. Only I was in a different spot when I found you or actually I tripped over you. Who would turn us into cats and why?" Hermione questioned.
"I have no idea. What's your name by the way?" he asked.
"I'm Hermione Granger. And you are?" Hermione asked.
The cat stared at her with his gray eyes. He began to lick him paw and ignore her question. Hermione stared at him. She laid down beside him watching and thinking.
He seems so familiar. And yet, I don't know, he seems to avoid my eyes now.
Well, they laid in the hot sun for a while until it became to hot. "Do you want to go and find some shade, I mean if you think that your leg is up to it?" Hermione asked standing and streaking.
"Sure," he said standing as well. He stumbled slightly. Hermione was there before he fell. She supported his weight and they began to walk to the nearest grove of trees. The boy's breathing was rapid and tense. Hermione struggled to walk at his slow uneven pace.
Eventually they made it to the grove. There they discovered a pool of fresh water. They lapped the water rapidly. Having fur covering their bodies made the heat a lot worst. In the shade the stretched out and relaxed. Hermione lay next to the water and the boy cat laid with his injured paw in the water. A little trail of blood flow in the water.
"You know, I still don't know your name," she said.
He looked up at her with his silver gray eyes. "Why do you want to know?"
"Why do you avoid the question?" Hermione shot back.
"I'm surprised that you don't recognize me yet?" he smirked.
"Then I do know you, who are you then?" Hermione said rising to her feet.
"Yes, mudblood, you do," he stared her directly in the eyes.
"Dra--- Draco?" Hermione stared into his cool silver gray eyes that seemed to now be locked on hers.
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Hermione woke up the next morning when the cat next to her shifted. Hermione stood and shook herself. She was so stiff from last night. Hermione looked at the cat that had kept her warm through out the night. Hermione now had a good view of the cat.
It was a male cat slightly larger then she. His golden blonde fur was short and sleek. It seemed to remind her of someone. Hermione sat there and watched the cat as he shifted and began to rouse. The paw wasn't as bad anymore. It had bled a bit over the night, but it had healed some now.
The cat lifted his head and opened his eyes. They were silver gray. The male cat stared at her for some time. Their eyes were locked on one and other until Hermione broke the stare to see a boot flying their way. The male cat looked too. They both sprang to there feet and ran. The other cat fell behind with a limp. Hermione meowed and ran back to him. Another boot flew their way. Hermione leapt to meet it in mid air. She tackled it to the ground.
Hermione then pushed the cat along towards a road leading out of town. They both ran that way. Hermione constantly glanced back at the cat. He lagged farther and farther behind. Thankfully, they made it out just as the cat collapsed and tumbled into the ditch.
Hermione leaped into the ditch after him. He was lying down in the dusty grass, his chest was heaving. Hermione too was short of breath. The cat's leg was open again and bleeding. Hermione licks his face. He opened his eyes and lifted his head.
"Hi," Hermione meowed in her cat voice. The cat opened his mouth to speak, but he hadn't seemed to master his tongue.
Finally, the cat was able to come up with a raspy meow, "Hello."
"What happened to your paw?" she asked.
"I'm not sure. I was drinking a butterbeer and the next thing that I remember was staring at you," he said.
"Really, that's the same thing that happened to me. Only I was in a different spot when I found you or actually I tripped over you. Who would turn us into cats and why?" Hermione questioned.
"I have no idea. What's your name by the way?" he asked.
"I'm Hermione Granger. And you are?" Hermione asked.
The cat stared at her with his gray eyes. He began to lick him paw and ignore her question. Hermione stared at him. She laid down beside him watching and thinking.
He seems so familiar. And yet, I don't know, he seems to avoid my eyes now.
Well, they laid in the hot sun for a while until it became to hot. "Do you want to go and find some shade, I mean if you think that your leg is up to it?" Hermione asked standing and streaking.
"Sure," he said standing as well. He stumbled slightly. Hermione was there before he fell. She supported his weight and they began to walk to the nearest grove of trees. The boy's breathing was rapid and tense. Hermione struggled to walk at his slow uneven pace.
Eventually they made it to the grove. There they discovered a pool of fresh water. They lapped the water rapidly. Having fur covering their bodies made the heat a lot worst. In the shade the stretched out and relaxed. Hermione lay next to the water and the boy cat laid with his injured paw in the water. A little trail of blood flow in the water.
"You know, I still don't know your name," she said.
He looked up at her with his silver gray eyes. "Why do you want to know?"
"Why do you avoid the question?" Hermione shot back.
"I'm surprised that you don't recognize me yet?" he smirked.
"Then I do know you, who are you then?" Hermione said rising to her feet.
"Yes, mudblood, you do," he stared her directly in the eyes.
"Dra--- Draco?" Hermione stared into his cool silver gray eyes that seemed to now be locked on hers.
Please R/R =) * Thanks *