"Crookshanks!" a feminine voice scolded from far away as feet padded across the floor. "Play nice." The cat growled as he was ripped away from his prey, his predatorial eyes never leaving his mark as he watched Draco’s every move. Draco’s heart slowed as the immediate threat of the creature’s sharp claws were taken away, but he felt his breath catch in his chest when the image of the orange cat was replaced by an overly large version of Granger’s face.