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black_hatThis is for a drabble challenge. H/G/L
“I’m not going to obfuscate today.”
Harry looked up. “Why not?”
“I’ve discovered its true meaning. A cat ate the fusscob!”
“We don’t have a cat,” Ginny answered.
“We have you,” Luna pointed out. “When I pet you a certain way, you purr. You’re just a bald cat, except for your hair.”
“Thanks.”
“Hey, I think Luna’s on to something. How do we stop the cat from eating the fusscob?”
“We tie her up with a bow and pet her.”
“Hah, you don’t have a bow!” Ginny crowed.
Luna held up some garland. “This will do.”
Ginny sighed. “Okay, just this once. For the Christmas spirit.”
“From now on, everyday is Christmas,” Harry announced
