Cris walking through the courtyard on his way back to the castle. It was cold when he left the castle to head down to the Black Lake and it was getting colder by the minute. Keeping his head down, trying to shield his eyes from the biting cold, Cris almost fell over something that ran across his path before heading towards one of the benches.

Stumbling, Cris managed to catch his balance after making a couple of quick, nifty steps. Yay for nimble feet. He would have carried on his way, if he didn't hear a barking sound. Wait did he just hear a dog barking? Who had brought a dog into Hogwarts? Cris wondered to himself. As far as he knew, he thought students could only bring, cats, owls or rats...and maybe Pygmy Puffs.

Walking over to the bench where the sound was coming from, Cris got down on his knees and looked under it. And that's when he saw it. A Fox Terrier...only he wasn't one. It just looked like one. It was a Crup!! Cris wondered where the Crup had come from? Despite not knowing whom the owner was, Cris knew that he couldn't leave the creature outdoors on its own. Who knows what could happen to it? Cris decided that he would bring the Crup back to the castle. Maybe someone would know whom it belonged to.

But first he needed to coax it out. He slowly stuck his hand under the bench to allow the Crup to first catch his scent. When the Crup didn't bite his fingers off, Cris knew that it was safe for him to pat it, which he did. Stroking its fur, Cris waited patiently for the Crup to accept him before reaching in to pull the Crup out.

Cradling the Crup in his arms, Cris whispered to it. "Hey there fella. Whom do you belong to? I'm sure your friend must be worried sick not knowing where you are. Why don't we head on back to the castle to look for them." Slowly standing up, Cris quickly made his way across the courtyard shielding the Crup from the cold.

Here's hoping someone would recognize his furry friend and point him to its owner.