Word Count: exactly 100
Challenge: 14 Crookshanks
A/N: Work is still killing me. Thanks for reading!
Title: Greasy Kippers
"Dobby knows Miss Hermione misses her kitty living with Professor Snape," the elf spoke kindly returning the comfort to a grateful Hermione.
"Tell me Dobby what you were doing just before it happened?" she asked sadly.
The elf became suddenly anxious and furtive. "Dobby likes kitty. Dobby just got though feeding him bits of kippers. Many kitties see the elves knowing we haves scraps of meats."
"That is very sweet of you," Hermione nodded encouraging him to continue.
"And Kippers they'd be a greasy mess so Dobby was scrubbing the hall, as we elves don't allows kitties in the kitchens."