Draco's cat through and through
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Characters: Draco/Harry, Pansy, Crookshanks
Rating: PG-13
Word count: ~1,380
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns them, not me. This is for mischief's sake, not profit.
Summary: Harry, Draco, and a catfight. Who could ask for more?
Notes: Sequel to The Gryffindor cat. Written for JMDC #74. "We have to talk."
"We have to talk." Draco said seriously. He paced back and forth, rubbing his forehead. "It seems you don't care about me anymore.…"
He trailed off and took a deep breath, saying dolefully, "You don't cuddle next to me anymore and I miss your purring into my ear."
He went to the window and looked at the apartment building on the other side of the street. He tried not to peer at the corner of the room to avoid the green eyes that used to gaze at him with love, and now looked at him seemingly with scorn.
"I blame Lovegood! She brought us together, assured me you would be mine forever." He laughed bitterly. "Little did she know you would give me up for him! And after I took that photo of you next to your favourite broom!"
Draco touched the windowpane, mumbling to himself, "I know it's so easy to love him but I hoped you would prefer me."
He slowly raised his voice, "Thought you had more Slytherin in you. Turns out I was wrong and you're a Gryffindor to the last!"
Draco leaned his arm against the window and rested his forehead upon the cool glass. "We never fought after Luna brought us together. Now you scratch me and not at all playfully!"
He said angrily, "Well, what have you got to say for yourself?"
He whirled around but realised he was alone; the door to the corridor was ajar. Draco hunched his shoulders and took out his wand, swirling it between his fingers.
His mood was not improved when Harry strolled jauntily into the room, stumbling a bit because a white cat wrapped himself around his legs.
"Traitor!" growled Draco.
Harry was startled and almost lost his grip on the bottle of beer he was holding. However he noticed that Draco wasn't glaring at him but at the cat.
"Why are you so mad at poor Aldie?"
"Don't defend him, Harry! Aldebaran used to love me and now he snarls at me and scratches me!"
As if to prove the words of his disgruntled owner, the white cat snarled and hissed at Draco.
Harry bent down to pat the tomcat's head and Aldebaran swiftly changed his snarling into purring. Peering up at his enraged fiancé, he explained patiently, "Aldie was traumatised by the boggart. Told you it assumed your form and said very mean things to poor Aldie."
"It wasn't me!"
Harry held up the white cat and wrapped it around his shoulders, enjoying the feel of the soft fur against his neck, just like a stole. He realised his mistake when he noticed Draco glowering at him. Harry shivered, hoping he would not end up sleeping in the guest room, again.
oOoOo
Harry wiggled on the expensive, comfortable chair. He glanced around at the richly dressed patrons. He felt out of place in this fanciful restaurant, just wearing his leather jacket and black jeans, but the witch had insisted they should meet here.
He should have been having lunch and bantering with Ron. They'd talk about their cases and exchange office scuttlebutt, but he needed help and he doubted his best friend could provide insight into his plight. Ron's problems with Crookshanks were notorious.
Frankly, he was running out of options. His fiancé was increasingly moody and Harry wanted advice. When he met Ernie McMillan in the lift, Harry had been tempted to ask him but he held his tongue when he pictured the pompous git explaining all about feline behaviour.
And Luna? She might give insightful advice about Snorkacks and Thestrals, perhaps even cats but unluckily for him, she was out of the country with Rolf Scamander.
So he had decided to consult someone close to Draco who could give him Slytherin insight.
"Been waiting long, Potter?"
Harry looked up at the curt greeting, nodding at Pansy Parkinson. "Ten minutes or so."
He shot an admiring glance at Pansy; her dress accented her shapely figure. He had to admit she cleaned up nicely; maybe that was why she had opened a boutique that catered to young witches.
Pansy sat on the chair opposite him. As if by magic, the waiter who had been studiously ignoring Harry rushed to her side. The two exchanged rapid phrases in French which Harry couldn't understand.
Finally, the waiter left, unmindful of Harry's glare directed at his neck.
Pansy spread her serviette and smirked. "I ordered Escargots Bourguignons for you, Harry, hope you don't mind."
"And that is?" Harry lifted his eyebrows.
"Snails," said Pansy simply.
Harry glowered at her whilst she held up her hands. "I was joking, Potter. I ordered you a nice bouillabaisse."
"Whatever," said Harry moodily.
Pansy sipped daintily from a glass of water. She crossed her arms and stared at him. "So what's the trouble with you and Draco? Don't tell me you're fighting, you two seemed quite cosy the last time I saw you."
Harry explained the feline situation whilst Pansy listened intently.
"Draco and that awful cat were quite close," said Pansy. "Aldebaran doesn't like me."
"Reckon it's Draco he dislikes now."
"It's funny. I always thought they were very alike; white hair, jealous and possessive."
"You're telling me!" Harry smirked, and then the waiter returned with their meal.
"The answer is simple," said Pansy whilst she speared with her fork a baby carrot.
"And your solution is?" said Harry, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled the spicy scent rising up from the bowl in front of him.
"Here's what you will do…" Pansy leaned forward and told Harry her plan.
oOoOo
"Another cat?" Draco scrunched up his face. He was growing weary of felines because they were moody, held a grudge seemingly forever and were quite unpredictable.
Seeing Harry's green eyes wobble as he pleaded with him gave Draco no choice, however. He ruffled his blond hair and sighed. "All right, all right! I guess we can take care of Crookshanks whilst Granger's away."
"Good," said Harry shortly.
The ginger cat strolled into the dining room of 12 Grimmauld Place as if Sirius had left the house to him in his will; his bottle-brush tail held high in the air as he sniffed haughtily at Harry.
The cat with the squashed face looked up at Draco as if judging the Slytherin. Finally he walked towards the flustered blond with his characteristic bandy-legged gait. He purred against Draco's woollen trousers.
He smirked and picked up the heavy cat. Apparently he hadn't lost his touch with felines after all. Draco rubbed his face against the soft fur and walked towards the kitchen.
"I've some treats for you, Crookshanks."
Harry gazed fondly at his fiancé, hoping that Pansy's plan would work.
The blond was unaware that another pair of green eyes keenly followed him, accompanied by the sound of a menacing growl.
Draco put Crookshanks on the floor and opened the cupboard, rummaging inside until he found the tuna can Blaise got him from Italy. He hummed as he poured its contents into a bowl.
Meanwhile, a white shape darted into the room.
Draco put the bowl on the floor and Crookshanks' tongue lapped it up daintily, but then Aldie pounced on the ginger cat and pandemonium erupted.
Amidst the hissing, yowling and snarling, Draco vainly tried to separate the combatants. "Come on, boys, stop fighting!"
Harry dashed into the room and saw Draco on the floor, wrestling with the huge white and ginger cats. He hastily took out his wand and cast Immobulus on the lot, shrugging at the six eyeballs that swivelled in his direction to glare at him.
oOoOo
"There, that ought to do the trick," said Harry, his thumb swirling above Draco's arm as he applied the healing balm.
"You should've told me your plan," drawled Draco.
"It worked, didn't it?" Harry cocked his head towards Aldie. The cat was nuzzling against Draco's shoulder; he purred loudly next to Draco's head, licking delicately his ear shell.
With his other hand, Harry patted Crookshanks who was curled on his lap, purring in his sleep.
"I must admit you've quite the Slytherin in you, Harry." Draco sighed contentedly, the soft fur on his neck and Harry's calloused fingers caressing his arm were a delightful contrast of opposites which he immensely enjoyed.
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Date: 2012-04-22 07:56 pm (UTC)♥ I love how Draco was talking to the cat like it was Harry at first I thought it was Harry.
♥ This was sweet and fluffy and I loved the cats.
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Date: 2012-04-22 08:16 pm (UTC)Draco was disappointed in Aldebaran, he was pouring his soul to him but the cat had gone out :)
The cats were fun to write.
Thank you, dear sister! ♥ ♥
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Date: 2012-04-22 10:07 pm (UTC)♥ *hugs you* dear brother
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Date: 2012-04-22 10:48 pm (UTC)*hugs close*
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Date: 2012-04-22 10:55 pm (UTC)♥Do you have any furbabies?
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Date: 2012-04-22 11:01 pm (UTC)No, I don't have any at the moment.
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Date: 2012-04-22 11:17 pm (UTC)♥ OHNO! You need to get a furbaby dear brother
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Date: 2012-04-23 01:59 am (UTC)Monday, April 23, 2012
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Date: 2012-04-24 03:30 am (UTC)Thank you very much!
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