Word Count: exactly 100
Challenge: 14 Crookshanks
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Title: A Draft Shows The Way
Crookshanks could not fathom the invisible master's inaudible voice, a voice that spoke to the instinct. He felt affection from the master, who was pleased but unrewarded for the room's prey were fake and lifeless, just mere toys.
A draft hit Crookshanks damp nose and to his surprise, a newly formed crack in the wall provided an escape route.
Hermione, shivering from a draft, knocked on the door of Potions classroom.
Snape swung open the door with a sour expression of being rudely inconvenienced announced coldly, "you are ten minutes early Miss Granger, I will not adjust the end time."