Word Count: 481
Warnings: General silliness
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's notes: (1) Beta-ed by dysonrules
(2) X-posted to harrydraco, hp_creatures and hp_animagus
Summary: Ron's a bit slow sometimes but he gets there, eventually.
Start at the beginning - Meow
Sequel to What's New Pussycat?
Several days later Ron and Hermione were sitting at one of the study tables in the Gryffindor Common Room. Hermione was diligently recopying her Charms notes while Ron pretended to review his Potions homework.
"Did you know there was a rumor going around that Harry was injured during Quidditch practice last Friday?" he asked, hoping to pull her into a conversation and away from actual work.
"Hmm. I know, I helped start it," she replied absently.
Ron looked at her incredulously. "You helped start it? Why would you do that?"
"Long story," was the mumbled response.
Ron kicked his feet, tapped his quill, and turned several pages in his book. Finally he looked over at the fireplace. "Say, isn't that Harry curled up by the fire?" he whispered, not wanting others to know that Harry was an Animagus.
Hermione glanced up. "Looks like him." She returned to her work.
"Wonder who that is with him?" the red-head asked, indicating the Siamese cat curled up on the black dog's back. "Think it's the girl he's been sneaking off to see all this time? You know, I tried to follow him a few times but he kept running into Malfoy. Bloody Ferret, getting in the way of Harry's love life."
His companion continued to write.
"Speaking of the Ferret, have you noticed that the poncy git was wearing a collar the other day? Studded with emeralds, no less. How much more ridiculous can you get?"
Hermione raised a brow but didn't look up. "You pay an awful lot of attention to Malfoy, Ron. Is there something you'd like to tell me?"
Ron refused to dignify her comment with a response. Instead he asked, "So who do you think she is? Harry's girlfriend, I mean."
Hermione sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose with her thumb and forefinger. Finally she looked up at her adorable, but oblivious, boyfriend. "Ronald, I believe you are correct in your theory that the animal in question is the Animagus form of the person Harry has been spending his time with lately. However, if you'll look closely, you might take note of the fact that it is most definitely a male cat."
"MALE!?" He shouted. Realizing that half of the Common Room occupants were now staring at him, he ducked his head & whispered fiercely, "Male?"
As if on cue, the cat in question raised its head and hissed at him.
"Do you have a problem with that, Ronald?" Hermione asked in her best professor voice.
Ron blushed. "No. Just came as a shock, that's all."
"Good. Then you also shouldn't have a problem with the fact that the Animagus in question is also wearing a collar. An emerald studded collar." The bushy haired witch mentally counted down in her head. Just as she reached zero the light bulb went off over Ron's head.
"HARRY'S DATING THE FERRET!?!?!?!"