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"However it got on bed, keep it off," he snarled. Of course his linens were softer. They were custom and he had fresh every day. His mother's house-elves provided a continual supply.
The Kneazle's angry noises were rather cute but Blaise was in no mood to be charmed. "Put a collar on it and attach the lead to the bed. Or else use a barrier charm to keep it from leaving your bed," Blaise grumbled. "Lock it in a box. Anything. Just keep it off my bed and out of my things."