Theme # 02: Muggle Studies


Crookshanks sniffed. The classroom smelled of tanned leather, and the furball rubbed his head against a carboard box that lay, by the door. He liked this smell. It reminded him of his owner's new shoes, the red heels she had bought, this summer.

"Crookshanks!" Hermione scolded, as she stepped into the Muggle Studies classroom, and the orange cat walked over to her, a bit of a red jogger - the closest equivalent he could find to her red heels - between his teeth. "You shouldn't have touched those! God knows what they were here for and -"

Crookshanks continued to chew.