Theme # 50: Boggart


Hermione Granger was a mess, today. She had had a whirlwind of a third year final, and her boggart had scared the living daylights out of her when it had let her know she had ... flunked.

She was pretty angry too, that she had to admit. How could she let herself go, forget that it was only a boggart, and not the real Professor McGonagall? The teen dabbed at her tears with a hanky.


Crookshanks did not like his owner sad, because that made him sad, too. The cat went up to her, and rubbed his head against her legs.