St. Kitty
by Crevan Fox
prompt:charity
drabble.
It was charity, was what it was.
He had to be a bloody saint, the crap he put up with.
First the wizard, then the life sucking vampire brother and that giant dog, Mouse. Far too much for his little apartment.
Mister put up with a lot, there was no two ways about it. Even let the spirit creature come along for a ride every once in a while.
But for all his grumbling Mister was a good soul. He'd chosen Harry as his pet and he wouldn't turn his back.
Wouldn't be charitable.
And he'd miss the ear scratches.