Operation: Drarry

Chapter 3

Pansy

"That's it!" I shouted to no one, grinning. I have finally formed the next step in my plan and this one is completely perfect that it can't possible fail! I'll just go to Snape, make him create the antidote, and then start all over again! Yeah, okay, so it's not that great but it's all I can come up with.

I quickly scooped up Kitty-Draco from under his stomach (Ignoring his meow in complaint) and exited the boys' dormitory. Just as I got to the common room I saw a black cat sitting on one of the couches, big yellow eyes watching me.

"Uh oh," I mumbled. This was not good, not good at all. Why did Millicent have to leave her cat behind? Wait, did she go home for Christmas?

I didn't get time to ponder on that thought when Lucky (The name of her cat, how stupid can you be to name a black cat Lucky?) jumped off of her seat and eyed Draco who was still in my hands, trying to get comfortable and thus hadn't even spotted Lucky yet.

I slowly backed away from the approaching cat, trying put as much distance between me and her, but she just kept following me, still eyeing Draco with a sense of curiosity that all cats seem to have.

"Shoo, Lucky. Go, get out of here," I hissed. Sadly, it seems cats can't understand human talk because she just sat down where she was, still looking at the white fluff ball, tail swishing back and forth behind her. What a sad, sad fact that was.

And when things couldn't get any worse, they did.

Draco finally looked up from my hands and saw Lucky watching him. I could feel him starting to panic and trying to escape from me. I attempted to hold onto him tighter, but Lucky saw this as an opportunity to play with Draco, and therefore she lunged. Surprised, I let go of Draco who jumped off of me and took off at a run around the room, a determined Lucky behind him.

And still, things got even worse.

Theodore evil-Slytherin-who-always-ruins-my-plans Nott (You know the one, right?) entered the common room, leaving the entrance open just long enough so Draco could flee away from Lucky. He just made it in time when the hole in the wall closed and Lucky quickly skidded to a halt, nearly head-butting the wall. She meowed and scratched at it, wanting to go find her new friend.

I sighed, not too sure if I should feel relieved that Draco wasn't going to become a new scratching post for Lucky, or angry that he got away and now I don't know where he could have ran off to. Why do my plans always get ruined!?

I turned around with a huff and saw that Theo was looking at me with one eyebrow raised.

"What?" I snapped at him.

He just shook his head and was about to sit down when I grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the Slytherin common rooms, ignoring his protest and instead saying, "You are going to help me find my cat." It wasn't a request, it was a demand.