( 047, the whomping willow )

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( CHAPTER FORTYSEVEN, "Did you — Did you just give Crookshanks a high five?" )














( CHAPTER FORTYSEVEN, "Did you — Did you just give Crookshanks a high five?" )

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THE OTHERS ALL TURNED AROUND, looking at the scene down by Hagrid's. "Hagrid," Harry muttered. He made to run back, but Cassie grabbed his hand, holding it tightly to stop him from moving.

"He will be in bad trouble if they find out we went to see him, Harry," Cassie said, her eyes scanning over all of his facial features. She could see the worry and the determination behind his eyes.

Harry gulped, squeezing Cassie's hand before they all turned back around.  She pulled him into a tight hug, he looked like he needed one in that moment. "Come on," said Ron after a moment, his teeth seemed to be chattering as Callie had an arm over Hermione's shoulder while the girl was crying.

They set off back toward the castle, walking slowly to keep themselves hidden under the cloak. By the time they reached open ground, darkness was settling like a spell around them.

"Scabbers, keep still," Ron hissed, clamping his hand over his chest. The rat was wriggling madly. Ron came to a sudden halt, trying to force Scabbers deeper into his pocket. "What's the matter with you, You stupid rat? Stay still — OUCH! He bit me!"

"I'll grab h—"

"Guys, be quiet!" Hermione whispered urgently. "Fudge'll be out here in a minute —"

"He won't — stay — put —"

"I'll make sure he — stays — put —"

"What the hell is your obsession with Scabbers?" Callie asked Cassie, "You're literally petrified of rats..."

Scabbers was writhing with all his might, trying to break free of Ron's grip. "What's the matter with him?"

"Crookshanks!" Hermione moaned. "No, go away, Crookshanks! Go away!"

But the cat was getting nearer.

"Scabbers — NO!"

"Scabbers — YES!"

The rat had slipped between Ron's clutching fingers, hit the ground, and scampered away. In one bound, Crookshanks sprang after him, and before anyone could stop him, Ron had thrown the Invisibility Cloak off himself and pelted away into the darkness.

"Ron!" Hermione moaned.

They all broke off into a sprint; They pulled the cloak off and it streamed behind them like a banner as they ran after Ron. They could hear his faint shouts at Crookshanks. "Get away from him — get away — Scabbers, come here —"

There was a loud thud.

"Gotcha! Get off, you stinking cat —"

They skidded to a stop right in front of Ron. He was sprawled on the ground, but Scabbers was back in his pocket; he had both hands held tight over the quivering lump.

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