OUR DARLING D

Chapter 29

Ok, I'm not going to be one of them people who quit alright

Hearing Granger and Weasley being sent to the Professor's Lounge because Crookshanks was accused of murder, Draco stared at his godfather in horror and said godfather stared back blankly, raising a brow as he sipped his tea.

"So? What will you do?" Professor Snape drawled, snapping his fingers to wake his godson's stupor.

Draco blinked, mind reeling at the possibility of Peter Pettigrew scuttling out of Hogwarts- out of reach and can not be found once more. Draco frowned, I should've grabbed it away from Weasley's when he was puking slugs during first year. (Then again, the rat's innards would've been in a vial by now)

"Well..firstly.." Draco trailed off, looking at the flickering flames in the fireplace. "I have to tell Cousin Siri that the rat is missing."

Snape grunted amusedly.

"Good luck with that." Snape said, masking his amused smirk as he finished the last of his tea. "Blacks are known for their dramatic flair, after all."

Draco sighed, "That's what I was afraid of."

"Best go on, then."

Draco stabbed the last piece of apple pie before plopping it into his mouth with a pout, savoring the last taste of peace.

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Fred stared at his twin, unamused.

"Come on, Crookshanks. I know you know where the rats go in Hogwarts." George said, coaxing the cat with a toy. "Show us the way."

It's been going on for a few minutes and honestly, George's plan needs to go to Plan B.

"George, I don't think Crookshanks knows." Fred shook his head. "Hermione put a charm in the Cat's room after Crookshanks decided to sneak out that one time, didn't she?"

George expertly dodged as Crookshanks swiped at him with a vicious meow.

"Stop reminding her of that!" George chastised. "The Gryffindor cats are still angry because of that charm."

"Maybe we should borrow the Map from Harry."

"Nah, remember third year? We wanted to search for the rat passageway but it wasn't there."

Fred sighed hopelessly, "Oh, you're right."

Before he could suggest to leave Crookshanks alone, there was a yelp of pain.

"Hermione! Crookshanks scratched me!"

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Draco walked the hallways of Hogwarts silently, soft pitter patter of steps following behind him. He paid it no mind as he crossed an arm and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

'This absolutely put a poltergeist in our immaculate plan.' Draco frowned. 'out of all the rats copulating, there was absolutely no way Pettigrew would do that but he must've kept silent of the rat passageways if Cousin Siri doesn't know.'

Draco turned into the corner before glancing down and sighing. By his feet, the soft pitter patter stopped as well. Draco uncrossed his arms and pointed down the hall once more.

"Go back to your owners this instance." Draco hissed.

There were several protesting meows at what he said, the abundance of expensive cat breeds trailing behind him plopping down and waited for him to walk again. Draco narrowed his eyes at one particular Maine Coon who had, no doubt, instigated another mischievous plot.

"Hilt. Go back to Pansy." The Maine Coon yawned in response. "Oh, come on. Why did you guys break out of the Cat room again?"

A kneazle sneezed, although it looked too smug to not be a huge contributor of the breakout. Hilt scratched his ears and looked pointedly at Draco.