Please please could we get a peek of cat!Harry?
Asdhgskk yes!
She reached out. Harry’s heart skipped a beat, almost flinching, worried that this time her touch would melt away and force him to reenter the real world. A world not filled with Ginny Weasley’s playful smiles and gentle touches.
He shuddered when her finger ran through his hair, his eyes fluttering closed. Unconsciously, he leaned in, wanting that pressure against his skin. A purr of pleasure rose within him, as if his whole soul was vibrating with joy.
“Aren’t you a happy boy?”
His fantasy sure was embarrassing, but he’d take it. He would take all of it and more if he could spend another moment with her.
“Come here,” Ginny said, voice gentle and eyes full of newfound affection.
He was going to have an early death at this rate.
“Ginny,” he choked.
Except.
Except.
What came out instead was a high pitched: “Mreow.”











