Hello, welcome to Dear professor Amy's a cat. I know I shouldn't be starting a new fic right now, but as I'm so incredibly stressed out, and I write for stress relief... this is the product of that. I hope you enjoy it, because if you don't; I don't care. I'm just writing for fun anyways.

Chapter one

What happened?

My head hurts like crazy and my hands look like paws. I've tried standing but it only results in falling down. Why?

"Amy. Calm down." A someone told me. I knew the voice, but it was so much louder than I'm used to. I tried to formulate words, but it only results in something that sort of sounded like "Meow." Did he do this to me?

I started to make a sound that sounded almost like purring. Wait… purring? Am I a cat?

I could feel the vibrations of him moving closer. His footsteps were soft, not loud like I would have imagined. He sat himself next to me. The couch springs making a soft pinging noise. How can he be so calm?

"Just be lucky I'm a theurgist, and a generally nice person..." He told me. I was silent. Why would Alexander even want to help me?

"But we have to tell Professor Drake that you're a cat." He continued to say. I winced, Cyrus was so going to kill me. I've never missed a class in my life, and I don't know how long I've been out for. Oh well...

Alexander picked me up. How dare he! I didn't give him my permission. Then again he wouldn't understand me anyway. Why is life so cruel?

"You really need to calm down Amy." He told me after a few minutes. I had my eyes closed because I didn't want to see the ground. I'm deathly afraid of heights.

He started to move one of his hands down my fur. It was strangely comforting, but it didn't help my terror. With only one hand he was holding me. Am I that tiny?

"Nothings going to happen to you..." He told me in a hypnotic tone. Theurgists can control plants and animals so he forced me to stay calm. It sucks to be a cat, but at least I didn't know what was going on until he decided to release me from his thrall...

I was inside Cyrus's classroom. It was extremely tidy, not even one paper out-of-place. That made me remember the time I purposefully had wrecked his classroom. I, thankfully, didn't get caught. If I did I don't think I'd be living long enough to become a cat.

Cyrus was sitting at his desk. Not standing as he normally was.

"Mr. Darkheart why are you visiting me?" He asked in his usual grumpy tone. I could tell that he wasn't in a good mood. Then again, he hardly was since Malistaire had gone mad.

"Professor Drake Amy's a cat." Alexander told him. There was a pause.

"If you're pranking me you know the consequence." Cyrus told Alexander. Alexander didn't seem worried. Then again this is Alexander. The guy wouldn't seem upset or anything like that even if he tried to be. That was something I always loathed about him.

Alexander and I never got along. He was just too non serious and I was serious. I was the person he couldn't cheer up. Whenever he tried to be nice to me I'd just be an absolute bitch. I could never get why he even tried. Why doesn't he get that when I say. "Leave me alone." I mean precisely that. I don't like people.

"Earlier today someone came up to her and cast some sort of spell. She turned into a cat. And now that she's awake and I know that she won't kill me I brought her with me." Alexander told Cyrus. There was a Humph before the professor said anything.

"Put her on the desk." Cyrus said unamused. Alexander did as he was told. It's never a good idea to mess with Cyrus. It was well-known what would happen if a person did. Detention is not a fun thing.

"Thank you Mr. Darkheart." He said before he cast a charm that revealed who you were to the viewer.

"How very interesting..." He said as he cast another spell.

"You may speak now Amy." he told me. I was relieved to say the least. Now I could talk to people and not be Alexanders "pet." I don't want to be someones pet.

"Thank you Professor." I said. My voice exactly the same as it was before. High, but not squeaky. I did not sound like a mouse.

"We are alerting Ambrose immediately." Cyrus told us. Alexander once again picked me up.

Cyrus left the classroom before Alexander and I did.

"Why are you so terrified Amy?" Alexander asked. I guess that he noticed my trembling.

"I don't like heights." I replied. I don't know why I did, but he should probably know something like that. All I can hope is that he doesn't use it against me.

"Oh... no wonder." He said moving faster. At least he didn't do what he did last time...