I sighed just another boring day at the pet shop I thought to myself, I wished I could be back at Hogwarts; I wanted to learn magic, not sitting in a pet shop waiting to be sold. Stupid 4th year, using magic he had no control over. Yeah you heard me; a 4th year turned me into a kitten.
The annoying pet shop door opened. I perked up in the hope that the customer would consider buying me. A tall, pale blonde woman walked passed me, not even sparing me a glance. Although she did look familiar, but I'd never seen her before.
The pet shop owner; Sara, jumped out of her seat "ahh, Mrs Malfoy what can I do for you today"
That was why! I thought she looked familiar, she's Narcissa Malfoy, mother of the most rich and arrogant guy in school. They were also death eaters.
I dove under my blanket in the hope she wouldn't notice me.
"I'm looking for a fairly cheerful pet" confidence oozed out of her voice, it reminded me so much of her son.
"Right this way" I heard two high heeled shoes click towards my cage, GET AWAY! I mentally screamed. I was pulled out of my cage, quite roughly.
"This is an British Shorthair Tuxedo kitten, incredibly smart and playful" I was tossed around slightly, whilst Mrs Malfoy and Sara had a mumbled conversation about me.
I was tossed into a cage as I heard Mrs Malfoy call for someone named 'Dobby'. He quickly appeared and turned to Mrs Malfoy, I wasn't surprised to see he was a house elf.