Word Count: exactly 100
Challenge: 14 Crookshanks
Disclaimer: JKR owns it, it's a pity I don't
Title: No Consolation
Snape sighed with resignation. The results of this little game could not change, but it bothered him this time. Death offered no consolation, but Severus could feel the presence of anticipation, redemption, and hope.
"You must return the cat to its natural state and…"
She shot up out of the chair, her voice grating as she shouted, "I what!"
"…Speak the rites on page 401!" He completed the instructions, staring at her escalating realization.
"You are telling me I have to kill Crookshanks! After all we did!" Hermione yelled seething hotly, her scorching glare directed at the Professor's resolute acceptance.