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Stupid bloody cat.
"Hermione! The bed is for humans! Not for animals! That's unfair!" I whined to her. " Stop being such a baby Ronald and get to bed." She snapped. I sulked and got into bed not beside her but beside that stupid cat.
Can you hear my thoughts furball? 'Cause I hate you. Like really, really hate you. I am going to get you out of the house. One way or another. I will. Stupid cat.
The next morning.
"Morning sunshi-AGH! HERMIONE! GET THIS THING OFF ME!" I screamed. Hermione was in a laughing fit. "IT'S NOT FUNNY! GET IT OF-" I choked on a mouthful of fur. Hermione had fallen off the bed laughing. I threw the yowling cat off my bed. It gave me a dirty face and strutted off.
"Hermione! That THING just tried to suffocate me and you're laughing? That's just…" I was at a loss for words and glared at her. She attempted looking sorry but just broke out in a new fit of giggles gasping "S-Sorry just ca-can't help it." I gave her another glare for good measure and stalked toward the kitchen. I was hungry after the best morning that I've had in the week.
I rummaged the cold whatchamacallit that stores all our food. Hermione calls it a 'refridgerator'. Personally, I think whatchamacallit sounds better. I took out some bacon and eggs and started frying. I was so proud of myself. A week ago and I would have burnt the whole kitchen down.
"PROGRESS!" I shouted as I got all the ingredients on the plate without anything dropping or using magic. Just when I was about to eat, a giant, orange monster jumps on the table steals all my food and runs away. That got me really mad. "CROOKSHANKS!" I yelled and ran after the twerp. I grabbed hold of his tail and yanked. That's when he turned round, gripped my arm and bit down. Hard. "OWWW!" I slackened my grip on the little shit and he ran like hell up the stairs. Blood was now trailing down my arm.
"HERMIONE! YOUR CAT JUST BIT ME!" Hermione came flying down the stairs with a towel on her head, looking very flustered. "Oh for goodness sakes Ronald! What did you do this time?" She asked. I stared at her, shell-shocked. "Your cat just bit me and you asked me what I did? Now that's just not fair." I sulked some more. "Stop sulking Ronald"