Crookshansk secret agenda begins…

I was walking down the hallway, humming the theme for James Bond.

Dum dum dum.

I heard a noise and that was when I knew.

I had to go to the bathroom.

Don't look at me like that! Cats' do use the bathroom!

It might be mighty small but it is our toilet.

It's only you humans who need everything in "Extra large"

Anyways, my curiosity took over my need to visit the little sand box.

I walked closer to the sound until I was standing in front of what appeared to be an empty classroom.

I cautiously sneaked inside. Yes though I may be fat I can certainly sneak!

Well anyways the two people in there didn't really surprise me.

My oh so beloved owner Hermione Granger was yelling at Draco Malfoy.

"I hate you" Hermione screamed flushed like a tomato.

"Well the feeling is mutual!" Malfoy spat as he walked out, very a la Snape with his ropes billowing behind him.

I followed my owner to the Gryffindor tower.

God knows I needed the exercise.

Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were sitting in there by the fire looking extremely fascinated.

Quickly Harry looked around and after making sure nobody was looking he took a bunch of parchment and threw it into the fire.

"Wow" The two boys mumbled while looking once again fascinated at the parchment as it crumbled.

Hermione sighed and walked over two them shaking her head ever so slightly.

"Don't you boys ever get tired of that?" She asked exasperated.

"Doing what?" Harry asked giving her his best innocent smile.

"Yeah, we weren't doing anything," Ron quickly agreed.

Like my owner would ever believe that!

"Alright," Hermione said letting it go as she sat down on the couch

I quietly jumped onto one of the chairs making myself comfortable.

"Uhm, so Hermione?" Ron said looking a bit flushed.

It's so sweet looking at those two.

Too sweet if you ask me.

Sickenly sweet

Hermione needs somebody who doesn't go red in the face each time he speaks to her.

She needs somebody who will make her forget a bit about me.

I mean give me a break! She is after me 24/7!

And then she wouldn't use so bloody much time on grooming my fur, I mean my tongue does an excellent job with that anyway!

And I would be a free cat; I could even pay Mrs, Norris a visit.

I hear that she's a mighty fine lady if you know what I mean -Wink wink-

But who? Not scarhead (nice nickname) he is way to messed up.

Not anyone from Gryffindor would fit they are just all so…

Nice.

Ravenclaws are way too clever, and they use too much of their time studying. Which means less time for them to make Hermione occupied.

Hufflepuffs are out of the question too.

That leaves me with only two options.

One of the teachers or of course one from Slytherin.

Alright, that leaves me with only one option. Those teachers are just way too old!

But who should I pick from Slytherin?

Draco Malfoy is who.

Mission Cat freedom was activated.

Don't laugh at the name, please. It's disrespectful!

I am going to start this as soon as I get some sleep, and of course I still need to pay a little visit to the little sandbox…

Catch ya later!

A/N, I rewrote this chapter putting a bit more into it since I needed a better reason for Crookshanks to start putting Hermione and Draco together then that he just felt like it. Hope you like it.