I STILL HAVE WRITERS BLOCK!
PUCKABRINA CHAPTER! Ivy000 saw it coming, and I just can't disappoint. I am horrible at romance, so sorry about it.
See how short this is? I can do it an about half an hour, so there will be more updates, but much shorter.
DISCLAIMER- I STILL DON'T OWN THE FREAKING SISTERS GRIMM OR HARRY POTTER! STOP ASKING!
Bobby ended up being a girl, and we found out when Crookshanks and she were cuddling together with three kittens in the middle. Hermione, Daphne, and I took one each and took them to Hargrid's hut so they could live somewhere. "Blimey, you sure are small." Hargrid chuckled and patted Daphne's head, causing her to bend her knees under the force. Puck sat on a huge recliner, weaving a thread through a patch of animal skin, with the fur still on. "Ugly! I haven't seen your face in a while!" Puck jumped to the floor, and smirked at me. "Puck!" Daphne rushed forward and hugged him around the waist, turning his face purple. "Marshmallow, you're killing me." He pushed my sister away.
Puck now took the cat out of my hands, and lifted it up to the light, like the lion king. "I am going to name you Arnold." The ginger colored cat squirmed in his grasp. "Don't become an animal abuser." I stomped over to grab 'Arnold'. "Give me the cat back!" Puck yelled at me, threatening to throw a spare rock at me. "No. Stop it, both of you!" Hagrid lifted us up from the back of our shirts, and plucked the rock out of Puck's hands, and the cat out of mine. "Why can't you guys just be nice to each other." Daphne gave us her strict face, and both of us laugh out loud.
Hermione walked back to the school while Daphne and I stayed to talk with Puck. Hagrid soon went back also for dinner, promising to bring us back dinner. We had small chat, talking about classes, and the encounter on the island. "I did tell Dumbledore, and he said no one could get in." I shrugged as Puck questioned me about anything questionable. "Oh, you really care about Sabrina, don't you?" Daphne awed at the number of questions. "NO!" We both shouted at the same time. Then we blushed the same time. "You are so in love! Ron is going to be jealous!" Daphne didn't know when to shut up.
"Who is this… Ron?" Puck raised his eyebrows at me. "The one guy closest to our age at the Weasley's house. A few girls are convinced he likes me, but I don't believe it." I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, and looked down at the chipped table. He was about to say something else, but Hagrid came in with dinner. "Sabrina, Daphne, you should be heading back soon. Two hours until student curfew." He set the plates of food in front of us, and we dug in.
An hour later our stomachs were full, and Daphne was half asleep and drooling on Pucks shoulder. He waved a left-over chicken leg under her nose, and she shot up. "Whatisit?" She linked her words together, her eyes wide awake focused on the food, while her mind was still asleep.
Sorry, mind went blank.
See you in a day or two!