08-09-2020, 10:26 PM
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 What was that scratchy noise? For a moment, Claudine was confused by the familiar noise coming from inside the compartment. A second later, she realised that it was Heath’s cat scratching at the door. No wonder the sound was familiar; there had been countless times when the kneazles’ of Hogwarts scratched at objects. The door cracked open and Claudine found herself blinking at Heath. “Hey.’’ She lowered her hands and reached the free one instinctively to her pocket that held the sleeping Samm. “Yes, he’s asleep.’’ But at that moment, she felt him quivering. “Oh, no. He’s awake and I think he senses your cat.”
As a matter of fact, Claudine was sure of it for Samm was quivering even more. Though Heath moved away from her, she too stepped backwards a few times. “It’s not a good idea for me to be here now…’’ The last thing she needed was for Samm to escape, running scared along the train. Just hunting for him would be so time consuming.
Heath’s eyes darted between the now quivering rat in Claudine's pocket and the cat wriggling in his arms. Any other time, he would've said hello to the little creature, but now he was a bit distracted by Rey's claws digging into him. He winced but did not let go, knowing he was the only thing stopping his scavenger cat from making a quarter portion out of the rat. Poor rat, he thought. It's no fun when someone bigger picks on you, is it?
Something about this gave him a strange sense of deja vu, but it took him a moment to remember why. This reminded him of that COMC lesson last term when he got clawed protecting Rey from the wampus kittens. Now he summoned that same instinct that protected Rey to protect the rat from her. "Rey, you don't want to hurt Claudine's pet," he said in a calm, commanding voice. "He's a friend, not food." Rey's big blue eyes blinked up at him, but he knew the calm wouldn't last long. He was no Jedi, and Rey was too smart to fall for any mind tricks.
Heath was so focused on keeping Rey away from the rat that he almost didn't hear Claudine say she shouldn't be here. His face fell. "Don't go," he blurted out before he could stop himself. Realizing too late just how pathetic he sounded, he corrected himself, "I mean, you don't have to go. I'll put Rey back in her carrier." The only problem with that idea was he couldn't keep his hold on the cat while closing the compartment door. "Would you close the door, please?" He'd do it himself but… cat.
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