Waking up as the form next to her stirred, Minerva started. Looking around
slowly she wondered just how late she had slept. Stretching comfortably,
she padded to the bedside table to look at Harry's watch. 7:00 in the
morning? He was supposed to be up already. Looking at him, she realized
that he was in a deep sleep, and would probably need an extra wake up call.
She shook her head amusedly as she remembered how many times she had done
this before. Bunching up her feline body, her eyes glittered mischievously
as she prepared to pounce. Before she had the chance however, the door to
Harry's dorm burst open. Moving fast, Minerva dove under the bed only to be
stopped cold by a wall of junk. Growling quietly, she curled up as close to
it as possible.
"Harry!!" shouted Ron. "Get up. Come on!!" Walking over to the bed Ron
stepped on a piece of junk protruding from underneath it. Not even
noticing, Ron pulled the covers off Harry.
"Whaddya want?" asked Harry sleepily.
"We have to finish our potions!"
"I'll be there in a minute"
"Uh-huh." Said Ron, disbelievingly. Grabbing Harry by the shirt, he pulled him out of bed and shoved him towards the wardrobe.
"As bad as 'Mione." Muttered Harry.
"I'm doing this to avoid Hermione's scolding. I'm sick of it"
"Good point" admitted Harry
"You ready yet?"
"Yeah" answered Harry as they walked out the door.
When she was sure they were gone, Minerva crawled out from under the bed and examined her crushed tail. Whimpering in pain, she slowly made her way down the stairs to the common room. Making sure that the boys weren't watching, she moved as quickly as she could across the common room and out through the portrait hole.
"Hey Ron?"
"Yeah"
"Do you know where crookshanks is?
"No clue. Why do you wanna know? I thought he didn't like you."
"I could have sworn that he slept in my bed last night." Mused Harry.
"Your nuts. He's Hermione's cat. Besides. If he isn't with her, he's on his chair."
"True. But I know there was a cat in my bed."
"Whaddya want?" asked Harry sleepily.
"We have to finish our potions!"
"I'll be there in a minute"
"Uh-huh." Said Ron, disbelievingly. Grabbing Harry by the shirt, he pulled him out of bed and shoved him towards the wardrobe.
"As bad as 'Mione." Muttered Harry.
"I'm doing this to avoid Hermione's scolding. I'm sick of it"
"Good point" admitted Harry
"You ready yet?"
"Yeah" answered Harry as they walked out the door.
When she was sure they were gone, Minerva crawled out from under the bed and examined her crushed tail. Whimpering in pain, she slowly made her way down the stairs to the common room. Making sure that the boys weren't watching, she moved as quickly as she could across the common room and out through the portrait hole.
"Hey Ron?"
"Yeah"
"Do you know where crookshanks is?
"No clue. Why do you wanna know? I thought he didn't like you."
"I could have sworn that he slept in my bed last night." Mused Harry.
"Your nuts. He's Hermione's cat. Besides. If he isn't with her, he's on his chair."
"True. But I know there was a cat in my bed."