ih- ok my adoring fans, I am back with yet another chapter of Dog Days at Hogwarts. I would like to say that I'm really glad that everyone really likes this story. Also, I would like to pick on myself a little. I have this under the genre of romance/humor. BUT. I've notices that it hasn't really been all that funny. So, I decided I would try to make this and the next chapter a little on the funny side. And sorry for the long update ; Anyway, onto the story.

Disclaimer- Check previous chapter & I own Katrina and Sasha, but I do not own the other new character. I don't wanna put the name and ruin the surprise. I also own A.W.W.A (American Witches and Wizards Academy) but feel free to use it if you want. lol Oh, and I don't own the Aristocats.

Chapter 6

Draco decided it was the middle of February when he began to curse being as attractive as a dog as he was as a human. It was the middle of February when Hogwarts was graced with the presence of a two new students. One was from Briton, had moved to the States, and was now transferring back. The cause of his problem, however, just moved from Canada. Not only was this new student exceedingly hyper and a new bloody Gryffindor, and so was the other student, the damned pink head (yes pink head, as in pink hair. Draco had openly stared when he first saw her along with the new blue haired boy) had a cocker spaniel. A female cocker spaniel. A very annoying female cocker spaniel that decided she had a crush on Draco the moment she set those brown eyes on him. And yippy! Bloody Merlin, how Draco hated little yippy dogs! And to think, it had actually started off as a half decent day…

It was Saturday, and for that Draco was grateful. He had been up almost all night stalking the library after Granger had gone to bed. The portraits knew him well enough that they just let him through. This was especially convenient to gain access to the kitchen, which was a defiantly a major perk to the hard-to-keep-clean fur and the tail he still wasn't used to. It had actually scared the shit out of him a couple of weeks ago. He had been lying in front of the fireplace because it had been a little on the cold side that night. He was shifting from his current position when something had touched the pad of one of his paws. He had nearly jumped out of his skin. Thank Merlin Granger was in the bathroom or he would have never hear the end of it.

Anyway. So it was Saturday morning and Draco was getting to sleep in. Well, not anymore, because he had just woken up to something tickling his nose (damn tail). He lay there for a few more minutes with his eyes closed, slowly waking up. He cracked one of his eyes open to see what time it was. He opened both eyes wide when he saw that it was quarter past eleven. Draco had never slept that long in his life before. Not to mention that they had to be in the Great Hall by twelve for some big announcement Dumbledore was going to make or some such thing as that.

Draco slowly stood up and stretched from 'his' side of the bed before reaching over and gently biting Granger on the arm and giving a tug. This was how he woke her up if she slept in (which wasn't very often), if he wanted something, or was just bored. She pulled her arm back, rolled over, and grumbled something like "Bugger off, Ol' Mally, I've got the mouse…" Draco calked his head to the side and wondered what the hell she was muttering about. He let out a sigh before grabbing the top of the blanket and walking down to the end of the bed with it and jumping down, effectively taking the big blanket with him and waking Granger with a blast of cool morning air.

"Alright, alright already. I'm up. What the heck are you getting me up for anyway? It's Saturday," she mumbled as she swung her legs over the bed and reached for her housecoat.

Draco ignored her and left the room. 'She'll figure it out soon enough,' he thought to himself as he made his way to the portrait. Sure enough, her loud curse proved his theory.

Another thing Draco decided he hated about being a dog was that he had to leave the castle to relieve himself. It was tiresome, especially because the head's rooms were in one of the towers. He knew Granger was going to have a shower and they still had, now, about forty minutes before they had to be in the Great Hall, so Draco took his time. He even stopped at one point to growl at some first years that were wondering around.

When he got back to the common room, Granger was scurrying around with one sock on. Draco sat down and watched with mild amusement.

"Argh! WHERE is my other sock?" she yelled in frustration. Draco finally clued into what she was doing. Yesterday, when the house elves had brought Grangers clothes up, he had snuck into her room and stole the mate to a few pairs of her socks. What could he say? He was easily bored and there wasn't a lot to do as a dog.

Granger finally noticed him sitting there. She put her hands on her hips and glared.

"Alright, mutt! Where did you put my other sock?"

If Draco had had the anatomy of a human at that moment, he would have burst out laughing, but settled for a dog grin instead. Granger obviously didn't see the humour of the situation as Draco did and her scowl deepened.

"So help me, if you don't fetch my sock right this minute I'm going to tell all of the portraits not to let you through. Especially to the kitchen." Draco's muzzle fell open. How had she known that!

"Oh, yes! Didn't think I knew, did you, you mangy mutt? I followed you on one of your nightly trysts. Now, are you going to get my sock?" Draco didn't move.

"Bloody hell Tanaka, we're going to be late!"

Draco let out a sigh at the end of his fun, but slowly stood up. He gave Granger a reproachful glare before he walked past her and rummaged through the crease in one of the armchairs. He found the sock and pulled it out. He spat it out on the floor, before he jumped up and lay down with his back to Granger.

He heard her let out a sigh before coming over to get her sock.

"Come on then, let's go," she said as she headed for the portrait. Draco stood up again and followed her. They met up with Potter, the Weasel, and Weaselette on their way down and Draco had to suffer through their exceedingly annoying voices. The Great Hall was abuzz when they showed up. There were last minute students coming in ahead and behind their small group. Dumbledore sat at the Head Table watching everyone settle down and start their breakfasts.

Not wanting to spend anymore time in Potter and Weasley's wonderful company, Draco lead the way to their normal place where they always sat and made himself comfortable under the table by Grangers seat. Well…as comfortable as he could be considering he was under the table on the floor.

When it was clear that no more students would be coming through the doors, Dumbledore stood and waited for everyone to settle down and be quiet.

Draco, wanting to see why Dumbledore had insisted on everyone attending breakfast for a stupid announcement, drug himself out from under the table after finishing a piece of bacon to sit beside Grander where he had a good view of the Head Table. While everyone started to notice the Headmaster and a hush settled over the Hall, Draco noticed three figures standing off to the side. Two were obviously people and the third was some kind of a dog.

"Good morning everyone," the old man greeted everyone cheerfully. He received a few enthusiastic responses, but the majority were mumbles and/or groans.

"Hogwarts is glad to welcome two new students. I wanted everyone here to witness the sorting," he finally told the waiting students before turning and motioning McGonagall to bring the stool and Sorting Hat over. When both were in place, Dumbledore turned back to the waiting populous.

"First, we have Mr. Tyson Granger." The second Dumbledore said the name, Granger's head popped up from where it was lying on the table and let out a little squeak.

"Tyson?" Draco heard her whisper. He was wondering if they somehow knew each other, when the new guy's name sunk in. Tyson Granger. Granger. Hermione Granger. Granger. Draco calked his head. He didn't know she had a brother.

Granger…err…Tyson, took off the blue and red ball cap he was wearing on his head backwards, sat down on the stool, put the Sorting Hat on instead, and scanned ever the students gathered in the hall. When his eyes landed on Granger, a grin crept onto his face. While he was busy searching for his sister, Draco gave him a once over.

If Draco could have frowned, he would have. This guy could give Potter and himself a run for their money in the looks department. He was average height and from what Draco could tell, since Tyson had his robes on but open, he had a reasonably good build. 'Not as good as mine, though,' Draco added as an afterthought. What would really catch the attention of the ladies, however, was his face. He had a blemish free, boyish face, which made him look innocent. The grin on his face kind of ruined the look though. Perfectly placed on his face were chocolate brown eyes. Peaking out from under the Sorting Hat was striking blue hair. Blue. And Draco thought Tonks was bad, this was a muggleborn. The Sorting Hat was quiet for a few more seconds before screaming out that he was in Gryffindor. Tyson stood up and placed the Sorting Hat on the stool before shoving his own hat back on his head.

"Congratulations, Mr. Granger." Dumbledore said with that damn twinkle in his eyes, shook Tyson's hand, and then motioned for him to stand a little off to the side while the other student was sorted.

"Our second new student is Miss. Katrina Connell."

Draco almost fell over when Katrina came into clear view. She was about average height as well. She was also wearing her robes, closed however, so he couldn't really judge her form. She had a rounded face with big amethyst eyes that were almost too big for her. Draco didn't really care about all of that. What he wanted to know was what the heck was going on with the color of these people's hair. This girl's hair was pink! Blue hair was defiantly sounding better than pink.

As Katrina sat down and put the Sorting Hat on her radiant hair, note the sarcasm, Draco noticed the little dog that followed her out. It looked to be a cocker spaniel or something like that. The little dog sat, if it could be called that, at its master's feet, its tail and arse wiggling for all its worth. The whole dog looked like it was shaking from excitement.

The Sorting Hat was hardly on her head for two seconds when he yelled out that she was also in Gryffindor. The entire Gryffindor table erupted in cheers and congratulations. Draco just rolled his eyes. The Slytherins hardly ever got excited, especially if they were getting new house members.

"Congratulations to our two new Gryffindors. You may now take a seat at the Gryffindor table. Thank you to everyone for being patient. You may now continue with your breakfast or whatever it is you wish to do on this lovely Saturday morning." And with that and a flourishing sweep of his robes, he returned to his seat. Tyson and Katrina shared a look before making their way to their new table. Tyson made a bee-line for Granger, and Katrina followed a little behind him with her Spaniel weaving its way between her legs. Granger stood up when Tyson reached them, and they gave each other a hug.

"Tyson, what are you doing here?" Granger asked when they let each other go. Draco stood up and went to her side and looked at Tyson distrustfully. He never trusted someone when he first met them. He'd put it down as a Slytherin trait long ago. Tyson scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"I got kicked out of A.W.W.A, so I asked if I could be transferred here." A grin then spread across his face. "Besides, I can keep an eye on my little sis here," he said as he ruffled up Grangers hair.

"Tyson! How could you get kicked you! What, in Merlin's name, did you do?" Granger demanded as she stood back out of reach of his arm and fixed her hair.

"Students aren't aloud to take the Bludgers out of their cases, but we had an upcoming match in two days and during the last practise they weren't working well. So I took them out to get the dust out of them and let them have a little fun. No one ever told me that a Bludger's idea of fun was breaking windows and chasing after first years," he told her innocently, with a shrug of his shoulders like it was no big deal. Draco let out a snort. Despite what some people think, rules are there for a reason.

"Who's this?" He asked, finally noticing Draco standing there. "What happened to Crookshanks?"

"Gee, you sure read all your mail, don't you? Crookshanks got hit by a car last summer. I rescued Tanaka on the second day back."

Draco rolled his eyes. 'Way to rub it in, Granger,' he thought to himself.

"Oh! Tyson, this is Harry Potter, Ronald Weasly, and Ginny Weasly. Guys, this is my brother, Tyson," she introduced everyone and nods and handshakes were exchanged. It was while they were all getting to know Grangers brother, that she noticed Katrina standing off to the side watching them with amusement.

"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger. Would you like to sit with us?" Granger asked as she shook the other girls' hand.

"Sure, that'd be great, thanks" came her bubbly reply. A new round of interdictions ensued after Granger brought Katrina over to sit with them. During the introductions, everyone but Draco learned that Katrina's parents had had to move to Briton for their work. She had previously lived in Canada. She was a pureblood and the friends concluded that she was hyperactive and loved to gossip. Draco, however, didn't learn any of this. He was too occupied with getting the little fur ball away from him.

When everyone had turned away from him and all began talking to each other, the fur ball had come right up to Draco, sniffed his nose, as Draco was now lying down, and then licked his muzzle. Draco shot up onto all fours and just stared at the little mutt with bewilderment. Draco's ears when back as the squirming fur ball came towards him.

"What's the matter? Did I startle you?" a giggly voice asked him. Draco stared at the dog in front of him. He could understand people and dogs?

"I'm Sasha," the fur ball cooed as she tried to get closer to Draco, who was slowly backing away. "What's your name?" Draco was amazed. Dogs actually talked each other when they were barking and whining? Draco shook his head to clear his thoughts and turned his attention back to Sasha.

"Uh, I'm Dra…Tanaka," he told her. No sense in telling her he was a human, she'd probably freak out. Sasha shivered when he told her his name and he raised an eyebrow.

"Ohh, such a big name for such a big, strong, handsome dog," she praised him as she tried to wriggle her way closer to him.

"Uh, yeah...right. Uh, you're from Canada, right?" Draco asked, unable to think of anything else. What the hell do you talk to a dog about?

"Yes. It's very cold there in the winter. Just thinking about it gives me the chills, but you'll warm me up, won't you?" and with that, she thrust herself right up next to Draco and rubbed her head against his chest.

'Fuck,' Draco thought as he again tried to get the hell away from Sasha, who was now panting in her excitement, 'a dog version of Pansy!'

He was all for girls fawning over him, but this was a dog! And he was a human! And she was a dog!

Draco went over to where Granger and Katrina were watching the boys talk about Quidditch and stood at her side the farthest from Sasha. Sasha, deciding that she must have stunned Draco with her beauty, walked over and sat at Katrina's feet, determined to continue the chase tomorrow. After all, Draco was a handsome dog.

After sitting for half an hour bored out of him mind, Draco stood up, stretched, and growled at Granger. She glanced down at him, noticed hid agitated look, and she too stood up.

"I'm going to take Tanaka out. Are you guys going to come?" she asked as she headed for the doors. Everyone but the Weaselette decided to join them. With Draco on her right side, he brother went to her left.

"Besides," she said to Tyson, "I better get as much on his good side as possible, 'cause I have a feeling he's not going to be too impressed on Monday."

Draco's step faltered. He's almost forgotten. The students were going to be transfiguring their pets on Monday.

"Shit!"

ih- Well, there ya go. I don't know if it turned out very well, but hey, I tried right? Review and let me know whatcha's thought of it. And I can't think of a random quote so there won't be one this chapter, sorry.

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