Chapter 2

At that moment, Hermione saw them, smiled and waved.

"Hey Ron! Harry! How's it going?" She then saw them eyeing the cat. "I know! Isn't he gorgeous?" She put her head right next to the cage.

"H-h-h-ermione; why are you getting another cat?" Harry stuttered.

"Well, when I saw this cat, I just fell in love with him. He is so cute! Aren't you my little baby", she cooed.

"Hermione, what about Crookshanks? How is he going to react to another cat?"

Hermione looked at them, puzzled. "Who's Crookshanks?" she asked. Harry and Ron looked at each other, astonished. Hermione's first thoughts aside from schoolwork, was Crookshanks. How could she be so absorbed with him one day, and not know who he is another?

"He's you're cat." Ron said. Under his breath, he said "Weird". The truth seemed to dawn on Hermione.

"Oh yes, that cat." She said. Ron and Hermione both raised there eyebrows. She never called Crookshanks "that cat". "I was thinking about Moon so much I just plain forgot about Crookshanks. By the way, I've decided to call him Moon." Isn't that such a serene name?" she continued. "Come on, guys, stop looking like two fish, just standing there. I need to introduce Moon to her new home." Hermione held up the cage to her face. "Because I love you. Yes I do. Yes I do…"

Her cooing continued the whole way to Hogwarts. Harry did not try to show that he was annoyed, but Ron could not help it. His face started to turn red like a beet, and it seemed like his head was going to blow up. Finally, I could see that he had it.

"Hermione, please, can't you just SHUT UP!" Ron screamed at her, looking like a monster. Hermione cowered, and then burst into tears. She ran up the stairs to the dormitory, said the password through sobs, and rushed in.

"You shouldn't have gone at her like that." Harry said quietly.

"But she was getting on your nerves, wasn't she?" Ron's face quickly turned from red to purple to blue.

"Yeah, but if you keep yelling at her like that, you can lose a good friendship", Harry replied, saying his mind.

Ron looked at Harry, shocked.

"Oh now you going to go at me, is that it? Fine! Have it your way! I'm going to my room", Ron forcefully retorted. And ending with that, he ran up the staircase to the boy's dormitory. Harry stared at the closed door to the boy's dorm, and then plopped down in his favorite cushy chair. The three friends always got into fights, but this one he thought would last forever.