Nov 2, 2023
White cat animagous Draco
But he has black patches on him from his tattoos
seen from Türkiye
seen from Türkiye
seen from France
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seen from Türkiye
seen from Tanzania
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seen from United States
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White cat animagous Draco
But he has black patches on him from his tattoos
A silly little haha. you can’t convince me Draco doesn’t shed those silver locks all over the house (because I sure do)
Feisty Christmas tree. 🎄
After the war, Harry finds solace in fostering orphaned kittens. One day, a kitten appears on his door step without explanation—and attacks him! Taking it in, he quickly finds that this kitten is nothing ordinary.
“What?” Harry asks, bewildered. “What do you want?”
The kitten meows loudly at a piece of layered meat.
“Guanciale?” Joe seems surprised. “Oh. Italians use it to make…carbonara.”
Harry looks disbelievingly at the kitten. It meows loudly again before it lowers its head, ready to plunge into the meat—
“No!” Harry yelps and grabs hold of it, “Don’t—”
Joe bursts into laughter. “You know what, I’ll give it to you for free. Can’t say no to a cat who wants to eat proper carbonara.”
So I was watching a documentary about cats the other day and... this happened.
The Kitten Prince of Slytherin
Author: thenerd1026
Words: 10k
Chapter(s): 1
Warnings: Mature
Summary:
Draco’s animagus form is a Kneazle. A baby Kneazle. When he gets stuck in Kneazle form, guess who takes him in?
Read on FFN or LJ
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“I—” Draco started but couldn’t find his voice. There was no way that Harry was telling him what he had been hoping to hear for a while now—years if he were to be honest. He remembered meeting the speccy child while they were being fitted for their robes, more specifically, he remembered green, impossibly green—the green of spring grass, the green of the leaves on his favourite climbing tree as a child, the green of a pet turtle he once had that he fed cookies to, and the green of the Quidditch Pitch before he would soar and fall in the air over and over again during playtime.
In today’s “I didn’t know my cat was an animagus”: Get away from my owner.
But he’s so cute, tho. Hermione can’t help but spoil him. 🥺
He knew exactly what he was doing.