The Twelve Days of Christmas by Crookshanks
A/N: Entry for the MNFF Challenge Four. What Hermione gave to Crookshanks ...
Disclaimer: I do not own anything here, except for the ideas for the lyrics in the song. The cat stuff, of course.
Amidst all the Christmas cheer, a large orange cat sits, curled up in an armchair. Crookshanks would like nothing better than to take a nice, long nap. But there was too much noise in teh Gryffindor Common Room. A couple of younger sudents were singing a song at the top of their voices, laughing and enjoying themselves. Crookshanks yawned, stretched and scurried up the girl's staircase.
Once he was snug and cosy on his mistress's pillow, he thought about the little song the children had been singing below. It was interesting, and being a smart cat, he decided to try and word it himself.
On the first day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
A large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the second day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the third day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Three plush mice to play with,
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Four warm bubble baths,
Three plush mice to play with,
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the fifth day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Five grooming sessions,
Four warm bubble baths,
Three plush mice to play with,
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Six scoldings for scratching up the curtains,
Five grooming sessions,
Four warm bubble baths,
Three plush mice to play with,
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the seventh day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Seven bowls of sweet, warm milk,
Six scoldings for scratching up the curtains,
Five grooming sessions,
Four warm bubble baths,
Three plush mice to play with,
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Eight belly rubs,
Seven bowls of sweet, warm milk,
Six scoldings for scratching up the curtains,
Five grooming sessions,
Four warm bubble baths,
Three plush mice to play with
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the ninth day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Nine ribbon collars,
Eight belly rubs,
Seven bowls of sweet, warm milk,
Six scoldings for scratching up the curtains,
Five grooming sessions,
Four warm bubble baths,
Three plush mice to play with,
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the tenth day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Ten bouncy rubber balls,
Nine ribbon collars,
Eight belly rubs,
Seven bowls of sweet, warm milk,
Six scoldings for scratching up the curtains,
Five grooming sessions,
Four warm bubble baths,
Three plush mice to play with,
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Eleven happy kisses,
Ten bouncy rubber balls,
Nine ribbon collars,
Eight belly rubs,
Seven bowls of sweet, warm milk,
Six scoldings for scratching up the curtains,
Five grooming sessions,
Four warm bubble baths,
Three plush mice to play with,
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my mistress gave to me,
Twelve cuddles by the fireplace,
Eleven happy kisses,
Ten rubber bouncy balls,
Nine ribbon collars,
Eight belly rubs,
Seven bowls of sweet, warm milk,
Six scoldings for scratching up the curtains,
Five grooming sessions,
Four warm bubble baths,
Three plush mice to play with,
Two games of hide-and-seek,
And a large, warm bowl of Muggle cat food!
Crookshanks stretched and attempted to take the ribbon of his neck. It came off easily, and feeling a lot more comfortable, he curls up tighter and closes his eyes.
When Hermione walked into the dorm soon afterwards, Crookshanks was fast asleep. She tip-toed over to the large ball of fur, leans over and kisses it between it's ears. She notices the ribbon, lying on her bedsheet. She shakes her head, smiling.
'Merry Christmas, Crookshanks.' And with a final pat on the head, she turns around to leave.
Crookshanks gives a tiny mew and purrs happily.