Word Count: exactly 100

Challenge: 14 Crookshanks

Disclaimer: JKR owns it, it's a pity I don't

Title: His Silence

Hermione understood Snape's glare and nod was indication to hurry her business, so she summoned a chair and plopped her report on the desk.

The dark wizard's gloved hand slid the parchment closer but he did not pick it up to read, a change from his normal habit. He shakily reached for another potion selecting one that looked like coal-tar and smelled heavily of anise and menthol. Hermione wrinkled her nose over the pungent scent.

Crookshanks meowed and took advantage of Hermione's sitting position and she welcomed the distraction, because thoughts about his condition and his continued silence unnerved her.