Recipient: _hannelore Prompt: Hogwarts closes and McGonagall, distraught, moves in with Mrs. Figg as one of her cats. McG/Petunia Word count: 100! Rating: G
Petunia's eye opened a crack, only to be greeted by the alarm-clock's accusation of 2.30. Rolling over, she nudged her husband's broad back with an elbow. Below, the yowling in the neighbour’s garden went on.
'Vernon!' Petunia hissed, 'get up! They're at it again!'
Her husband snuffled, then dropped back to his gentle snore. Incensed, Petunia swung her feet to the chill floor, found her slippers, and set off downstairs.
'Blasted woman,' she muttered as she flung wide the back door and paused long enough to unroll the garden hose. Spray-gun in hand like a woman intent on committing murder, she stalked across the frosty garden to the rear fence. 'File a complaint . . . RSPCA . . . all hours . . . stupid strays . . . '
Petunia reached the hose as high as she could over the fence and fired off a single icy blast.
Prompt: Hogwarts closes and McGonagall, distraught, moves in with Mrs. Figg as one of her cats. McG/Petunia
Word count: 100!
Rating: G
Petunia's eye opened a crack, only to be greeted by the alarm-clock's accusation of 2.30. Rolling over, she nudged her husband's broad back with an elbow. Below, the yowling in the neighbour’s garden went on.
'Vernon!' Petunia hissed, 'get up! They're at it again!'
Her husband snuffled, then dropped back to his gentle snore. Incensed, Petunia swung her feet to the chill floor, found her slippers, and set off downstairs.
'Blasted woman,' she muttered as she flung wide the back door and paused long enough to unroll the garden hose. Spray-gun in hand like a woman intent on committing murder, she stalked across the frosty garden to the rear fence. 'File a complaint . . . RSPCA . . . all hours . . . stupid strays . . . '
Petunia reached the hose as high as she could over the fence and fired off a single icy blast.
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