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Chapter 10: Terry Boot and Fang
Harry was very confused for hours after he'd woken up. After what seemed like forever, Ginny woke up and stretched, her red, Weasley hair tousled around her face.
Harry's heart did a flip. Ginny smiled at him and he purred, rubbing up against her legs as she stood.
"Good morning, Chester!" Ginny said, combing her hair and getting dressed. "I'm going to Hogsmeade today, I'm sorry you can't come."
Harry meowed.
"I was going to go with Sha, Heather and Casey but Terry Boot asked me to go with him."
"No!" Harry yowled. He meowed mournfully for several minutes.
"Oh hush, Chester," Ginny scolded. "Did you eat something bad? You didn't get into catnip again, did you?"
Harry wished he could have gotten into catnip; he had a headache like no other before.
"Anyway, I have to go, Chester, I'll see you later," Ginny told him, patting his head and closing the door.
"Never!" Harry yelped, trying to run after her. He hit his head on the door as it closed. Now his headache was even worse!
He decided to lay down and deal with his fate: Ginny would never notice him… she would date Terry Boot and there would never be a Ginny and Harry, just a Ginny and Terry. (A/N: That rhymes! LOL Sorry…)
As he rested his head on Ginny's pillow, he suddenly sat bolt upright. The window! The window was open!
He got up and trotted over to the window. It was open enough for him to squeeze through. He peered out. They were on the seventh floor.
He gulped and took a step onto the roof. This was easy! He was a cat, now: he had cat reflexes!
He padded along the roof and found a drop leading to the roof of the sixth floor. And a drop after that leading to the fifth floor. There were stairs just for him!
"This is far too easy," Harry meowed to himself. "There has to be a catch."
He dropped one floor to another until he was on the grounds. Then he found the catch in his plan.
Fang the boarhound barked loudly and bolted toward Harry with lightning speed! Harry looked behind him: a wall. He looked up: far too high to jump. He looked all around, but there was no way out! Fang came closer and closer and he froze, waiting…
And suddenly Fang was on top of him… licking him to death as Hagrid chased after the friendly hound. Harry was very grateful, for he would now need to take a bath due to Fang drooling.