Curiosity... Will probably embarrass the cat. XDscroll_heirAugust 13 2009, 03:05:04 UTC
Catty was sneaking back upstairs (after having snuck into the kitchens to gra a few late-night snacks), being a quiet as she could. She really didn't need a professor to see her with some leftovers. Not again, anyway.
She stopped, though, when she heard voices coming from one of the rooms she was passing by. Unable to help herself, she pressed herself against the wall, listening in. It sounded like... Harry. And somebody else. Not a voice she recognized.
Shrugging, she opened the door softly, poking her head into the room. "Harry?" Catty had to blink a few times, her eyes quickly scanning the room. No other body. Had Hogwarts finally cracked the poor guy?
Harry was so focused on arguing with the skull he didn't even hear Catty approach until she was in the room. Jumping at her voice, Harry spun and bit back a curse, his eyes scanning for something to throw over the skull.
"Uh, Catty, hi! Fancy meeting you here. In a empty classroom. At night."
He was about to slide off his robe to cover Bob, when the skull chose that moment to pipe up.
"Catty? Oh man, I have got to see this, I mean, she doesn't actually have cat ears does she? Cause I didn't think you were into those Japanese fetishes. Oh, I bet she has claws~"
The skull started bouncing around, trying to get a look. Harry could only stand there mortified.
"H-hey..." Catty almost responded to Harry in a flirtatious voice, almost making a comment about what could happen in an empty room at night. In fact, she had opened her mouth to start, walking further into the room when she heard the other voice.
"Claws?" She would have thought she was going crazy if not for the bouncing skull behind him.
Oh, I am crazy...
"Erm, Harry. Trying out your new dirty ventriloquist act?" Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion.
Harry wished for all he world for a hammer and a hole to sink into.
"I-what? No! That's a talent I'd rather not develop, I get beaten up enough as is. I just...um..." His mind raced for some kind of possible explanation for this that wouldn't lead to abject humiliation/him getting slapped.
After a second he determined there wasn't any. Sighing, he stepped to one side, revealing the skull.
"Catty, meet Bob, Bob, meet Catty."
"Oh man Harry, please tell me you're at least dating her! Oh man, I was right, I bet she leaves all kinds of mar-mpppph!"
Harry had pounced on the skull, wrapping it in his robe in sheer desperation.
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She stopped, though, when she heard voices coming from one of the rooms she was passing by. Unable to help herself, she pressed herself against the wall, listening in. It sounded like... Harry. And somebody else. Not a voice she recognized.
Shrugging, she opened the door softly, poking her head into the room. "Harry?" Catty had to blink a few times, her eyes quickly scanning the room. No other body. Had Hogwarts finally cracked the poor guy?
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"Uh, Catty, hi! Fancy meeting you here. In a empty classroom. At night."
He was about to slide off his robe to cover Bob, when the skull chose that moment to pipe up.
"Catty? Oh man, I have got to see this, I mean, she doesn't actually have cat ears does she? Cause I didn't think you were into those Japanese fetishes. Oh, I bet she has claws~"
The skull started bouncing around, trying to get a look. Harry could only stand there mortified.
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"Claws?" She would have thought she was going crazy if not for the bouncing skull behind him.
Oh, I am crazy...
"Erm, Harry. Trying out your new dirty ventriloquist act?" Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion.
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"I-what? No! That's a talent I'd rather not develop, I get beaten up enough as is. I just...um..." His mind raced for some kind of possible explanation for this that wouldn't lead to abject humiliation/him getting slapped.
After a second he determined there wasn't any. Sighing, he stepped to one side, revealing the skull.
"Catty, meet Bob, Bob, meet Catty."
"Oh man Harry, please tell me you're at least dating her! Oh man, I was right, I bet she leaves all kinds of mar-mpppph!"
Harry had pounced on the skull, wrapping it in his robe in sheer desperation.
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