"Here kitty kitty."
"Where'd you go?"
"What's wrong Gin?" He hears his twin say.
"My kitten is gone." He could hear her pout from here.
"I would help you look for the fur ball but I really need to check on George." A few seconds later Fred is slipping through their door. A smile automatically appeared on his face when he was the kitten in George's lap.
"I see your mission was a success. And the two of you seemed to of come to a truce. I feel a little betrayed." The kitten mewed quietly and blinked sleepily up at Fred. "I can't stay mad at a face like yours."
The kitten gets up and stretches immediately and yawning before making it's way to Fred. It rubs itself against his feet purring.
"Glad to see I'm still your favourite." He pick the fur ball up and brings it up to his face. Paws attack his nose gently before receiving small kitten kisses.
George makes a face at the statement but says nothing.
"I keep wondering what it's name could be. So we can call it by its name not just 'it' 'kitten' and so on." George says instead.
"We could give it a temporary name until Harry can tell us."
Fred empties a small box and transfigures it into a cushioned basket for the kitten to sleep in.
"But what is a name suiting such a menacing creature such as this."
" 'Fuzzball Who Must Not Be Named'?"
"Too long. What about... Morphius the Wizard-Eater."
"Too revealing. We could give him a name that will deceive people into thinking he is some harmless cute little thing..." He looked at his twin in question.
"That could be fun. So like Fluffy?" George laughed.
"Okay maybe not then."
He stared at the once again sleeping kitten. There was just something slightly familiar about it, especially the eyes. He's seen that exact coloured eyes somewhere before...
"Nyx." George's voices interrupted his train of thought.
"What?"
"Nyx, we should call it Nyx."
"I like it. How'd you think of it?"
"I read it somewhere." George laid back down and grabbed a book.
Fred smiled down at the newly named kitten. "You will be our Nyx."
xX~*~Xx
Some time later Fred makes his way back towards the kitchen. Since George was supposed to be 'sick' he didn't get to eat much during the meal and was still hungry. And Fred being the amazing twin he is was going to fetch something for him.
He made it to the doorway of the family room when he heard voices. He could make out the sound of his parents, the Headmaster, and a few other familiar voices
"So Harry is really missing?"
"I'm afraid so, but we are trying our best to locate him." Dumbledore said calmly. "And when Harry is located again we will move forward with our plan and begin Harry's training."
"Why does it have to be him again?" Ron spit.
"Because he will do it easily enough since he believes his parents died for this cause." A voice laughed. "He won't let their death be in vain. And this way none of us need to get our hands dirty. Better him die then someone important."
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Mate on Soft Paws
FanfictionKitten run. Kitten hide. Kitten why? Why is Harry a kitten? Harry is a kitten but he has nowhere to run or hide. But he isn't alone, Fred and George are there and they don't plan on going anywhere when this scared little kitty needs them. So they ta...