Theme # 63: Mooch


Ah, springtime. It was no wonder his owner loved the weather so much: Hogwarts looked like a pretty picture out of a pretty book, and Crookshanks would have hummed under his breath a bit, if he could, as he skidded - yes, skidded- to a merry halt by a cluster of lovely, white flowers with long stalks. He had seen them yesterday, on his way to get some food, and they had ... attracted him. But he had had other matters - such as his tummy - on his mind then, and knew he could not be a silly moocher.

But today was different.