Word Count: exactly 100
Challenge: 14 Crookshanks
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Title: No Connection
"Damn! What the hell got into that cat?" griped Ron loudly poking at the shredded bits of frisbee.
"Oh Ron, honestly, he probably just snapped after all the times you scared him with that thing," Hermione retorted defensively collecting Crookshanks and retiring to her dorm.
She plopped Crookshanks on the mattress as she crawled under the covers, scratching his head until low rumbling purrs of contentment acted as a lullaby. The words of Severus Snape, and the events with the frisbee bounced about her head begging for connection.
Curled in the sphinx position, Crookshanks eyed the other dorm occupants malevolently.