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Room 308, Saturday night
Jun. 9th, 2007 10:21 pmHermione had been sleeping, because Crookshanks had curled up on a chair to sleep and had been quiet, and she is not thinking too hard about the fact that there's a middle-aged man sleeping in her room. He's still her cat. Just... kind of creepy.
The sleep ends about the time she feels a weight on her legs, and opens her eyes in the dark. When her vision adjusts, she sees Crookshanks trying to make himself comfortable at the edge of the bed.
"...I can't do this," Hermione says, about a second before Crookshanks decides to sprawl and take over the whole bed, with her on it.
She works her way out of the bed even though there's somehow a hand across her face, and falls unceremoniously out of the bed. Crookshanks looks up at her and says, "More for me," stretching out even further.
Maybe she'll just sleep in the common room.
The sleep ends about the time she feels a weight on her legs, and opens her eyes in the dark. When her vision adjusts, she sees Crookshanks trying to make himself comfortable at the edge of the bed.
"...I can't do this," Hermione says, about a second before Crookshanks decides to sprawl and take over the whole bed, with her on it.
She works her way out of the bed even though there's somehow a hand across her face, and falls unceremoniously out of the bed. Crookshanks looks up at her and says, "More for me," stretching out even further.
Maybe she'll just sleep in the common room.
