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‘I want to say hello,’ Pretzel said suddenly, his small head peeking out from underneath Harry’s sleeve, ‘I want to say hello to the cat.’

‘Crookshanks?’ Harry said in disbelief, ‘Buddy, the cat just tried to eat you.’

Pretzel regarded Crookshanks with a considering look, ‘I want to say hello.’

Groaning, Harry set the snake on the ground. He couldn’t keep Pretzel against his will even if he tried. Hermione gaped at him disapprovingly.

“Harry.”

“He insisted! I couldn’t stop him if I tried, ‘Mione,”

Pretzel slowly approached Crookshanks, who was still imprisoned in Ron’s arms. The cat narrowed his eyes at the stubbornly brave snake as if assessing how he would taste. Harry held his wand tightly at his side, ready to intervene again if necessary.

At Pretzel’s request, passed on by Harry, Ron carefully released Crookshanks. Shaking his wild orange fur, Crookshanks stalked towards where Pretzel sat on the woven rug beneath their feet.

‘Hello, cat,’

Pretzel’s greeting was met with a strangely curious hiss from the half-Kneazle. Harry and his friends watched with bated breath as the small snake ducked into the dusty gap between the couch and wall, only to return with a dead cockroach in his mouth.

“Not again!” Ron cried, leaping up onto the ottoman, refusing to stand anywhere near the dead insect. “Harry,” he said desperately, “You’ve got to tell him to stop bringing dead bugs everywhere!”

As if Harry hadn’t tried that.

‘For you, cat,’ Pretzel said, dropping his disgusting prize at Crookshanks’ paws, ‘Food!’

Despite his dubious expression, Crookshanks lowered his head to sniff at the insect. Hermione screeched, attempting to discourage her pet from eating Pretzel’s gift. With a flick of her wand, the insect vanished into thin air, leaving two very confused animals sitting on the carpet. Ron’s sigh of relief was audible, and Harry couldn’t help but feel a sense of kinship. He liked insects, but cockroaches were where he drew the line.

Harry’s sense of calm was immediately disrupted by Crookshanks pouncing on Pretzel.

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