Three is Enough

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A/N: Thanks for all the lovely reviews. Short chapter this time, but keep in mind that this is a drabble fic. ; )

Crookshank's was a tiger as he stalked the two male occupants of the common room. He narrowed his yellow-gold eyes as he zeroed in on his targets.

He slunk quietly around the furniture and under the chair legs. He was totally in his element. They had no idea that he'd been watching them. He had watched the two human males as they hunted his girl. Much like he was hunting them now.

They were oblivious to his soundless movements, the pads on his paws dampening any noise he might have otherwise made. They talked quietly, their voices low and hushed as they conversed. They were no doubt plotting on how to catch his human.

He jumped quietly onto the desk a few feet behind the sofa. He had them now. He crouched, preparing to spring on his unwitting prey. He waited until the pale-haired one turned his head.

Now!

He sprung, his heavy body arcing gracefully through the air, his claws fully extended, he landed on his intended target. It was mass confusion. A mixture of hissing, cussing, and growling filled the air. His catch launched himself from the couch and tried to pull Crookshank's off of him. He responded by digging his claws further into his flesh and biting his ear.

"Fuck!" the man roared. "Blaise! Get this bloody beast off of me!"

Crookshank's didn't bat an eye as the dark haired man tried to pull him from his catch. He growled and hissed, scratching and biting the blond one without remorse. It really wasn't his fault, he was only protecting what was his. Crookshank's despised men that tried to hit on his girl.

His human walked into the fray and stood with her mouth gaping open at the scene. He felt like the cat who had got the canary. Maybe she would get him one for chasing off the boys that had been sniffing around her.

"Crookshank's!" she scolded. "What are you doing?"

He looked at his human innocently. Surely she wasn't angry with him?

He let go of his quarry as soon as she tugged him into her arms, purring loudly with satisfaction and wiping the blood from his whiskers.

"I'm so sorry, Malfoy!" she uttered. "I don't know what's gotten into him."

He trained his yellow eyes on the human male that he'd just mauled. He dared him to try to retaliate against his human. If he thought what he'd done before was bad, he'd show him even worse if he harmed his girl.

"No worries, Princess," he said evenly as he mopped the blood from his ear. "He's part kneazle. They're notoriously bad tempered. just try to keep him in your room from now on, yeah?"

She nodded her head, her face confused as she rushed with him off to her room. Crookshanks kept his eyes and ears pinned to the two males as long as he could until they were closeted in her chambers. He just knew that they were up to no good.

End Note: So, I extended this chapter a little from its previous version. I'm sure you don't mind. ; ) Click the review button. Keep them coming. I love to hear what you think.