The Chesa Cat

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I was in Draco's arms. We were sleeping for a good time. I felt some weight on the bed. I opened my eyes and saw a purple cat grinning at me.

"The little girl in this state.

Pulling and push you lover in anyway possible.

Be loved you are

Above the open door my dear." He says. I pick him up and look at him.

"You're a talking cat."

"All cats can talk

We all can walk

But under the door.

Leave me four."

"Oh great a riddle."

"Be riddled

Oh tiddled"

I put the cat down and it grins and disappers.

I roll over and face Draco. He looks so peaceful asleep. I look down at my privite spot and longed for deflowering.

"The flower the flower.

Thoughts so sour.

What shall you do this fine hour.

Saterday fall sunday tomorrow."

"Go away cat I'm in thought."

"Emma?" Draco asks.

"Yes baby?" I awnser.

"Who you talking to?"

"A purple talking cat."

"You feeling alright?"

"Yeah"

"What you wanna do?"

"Stay in bed."

"The bed the bed

Long for it's head.

Trumpets and music.

His thought's exsacly"

I smirked and looked at Draco. His,eyes widen.

"Blieve me?" I whisper.

"Yeah."

"I'm the Chesa Cat you can tell me anything.

But I won't listen."

"Great it has a name!?"

"I didn't know." I say and prop my self up. "Trumpets?" I ask. Draco's cheeks blush.

"It's a male thing."

I giggle. "I know. Men think wildest thing. Can find kinky things with anything."

"How do you know?"

"How indead is a Question." The cat says.

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