Hermione woke up slowly, though she realized the bed did seem smaller than she was used to. She opened her eyes, sitting up to see what the problem was, and was surprised to see the ginger cat sleeping at the foot of the bed. "Crookshanks?" she said, frowning. He hadn't been alive for yearsShe looked around the room, blinking as she took in the now
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No kids for a whole weekend. She might very well sleep in.
She stretched, taking in her setting, and noticed the other figure in the room. "Hermione?" she asked with a laugh. Well, if she was in 308, as she seemed to be ...
... then that would be Crookshanks, and this ball of fur nibbling on her toes must be Pete. Or a convincing replica; Pete had been dead a fair number of years, and even if he wasn't, he certainly wouldn't be the sprightly kitten she saw now.
She laughed again. "The Fandom experience, it seems ... ?"
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She grinned. "There, I sound sixteen again. How do you think we've got our cats back?"
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