The place was big, or it might have just been the kitty's point of view. The rooms didn't look gloomy like I thought they would be, especially since were in a dungeon. I walked back to the sitting area and sat in front of the fire place not knowing I was being watched. The warmness of the fire went through my whole body making me more tired than I already was. I let out a big yawn and fell to the floor. There was too much drama today that a nap was needed. While I was half asleep, I could hear Professor Snape going back to his room and closing the door. Good thing he didn't put out the fire, I would've froze to death.
I woke up with a major head ache and noticed a scent that was roaming the room. It smelt like eggs, bacon, and another smell that smelt like sour and sweet mixed together and a bit meaty too. I walked towards the kitchen and noticed that Professor Snape was making breakfast. I mewed for his attention. He looked back annoyed, which made me smirk, and came towards me and picked me up placing me on the table. He put down a plate that contained eggs and bacon, I was right, and I was so hungry I didn't want to wait for him I ran to the plate and right when I was about to take a bite, he came over and pushed me away. "That mine." He said coldly, setting down a small bowl in front of him. "This is yours." He didn't grin but it was obvious he liked this unfairness. I looked down to the bowl that contained canned tuna and probably gagged at the scent that went up my nose. How could cat's deal with this smell, I mean, I know that it's not their fault that their senses are stronger but still…it's gross. My stomach growled and it forced me to eat the tune but when I was about to, I heard a sound of small steps, probably a mouse, somewhere in the corner. It was gross to think that I wanted to eat this little creature but my cat side didn't listen to me and jumped off the table and hurting her paw at the same time but the cat was too hungry to care and continued its chase.
After catching the little mouse, I came back to the table but at it on the floor. I could feel eyes on me as I ate and finished the creature. I looked back up to Snape and licked my mouth telling him I was done. I guess I made him lose his appetite since he threw out his food and put his plate in the sink. He came and picked me up like the other day looking disgusted. "You have class potter and first period is in my potions class." He grinned looking at me in the eyes. "You'll need to pay attention even more today." He kept holding me as we were leaving his chambers.
Snape walked by Hermione's desk and placed me on her books. Good thing this class was only Gryffindor's. That's their new way of teaching. The Ravenclaw's are after us.
Personally, Potion class was my favorite. And not because I was good at it, but because it's the only time I can think of things other than defeating Voldie and school work. When we had to start the potion I helped Hermione…well not really helped because she's already good enough, but I watched out for her. I also looked around a bit. I ran to Neville, who looked like he was having trouble, and soon after he was finished. I continued walking around the table and was scared by a scream. I turned around and found two of the students fighting. I looked down at my paws and I felt like crying. I couldn't help with these little paws. I ran to them and mewed them to stop but when they turned towards me, they knocked over their potion and found myself stuck in green, sticky, gel that started burning my skin. I mewed in pain hoping someone would help me.
"Sir, Harry's hurt!" Hermione exclaimed walking into my office. 'What did he do this time?' I rolled my eyes sighing. She placed Harry's mewing body my desk. He was covered with green gel and looked like he was in pain. I grabbed him and placed him in a sink near the corner. "Could you please get me a cleanser potion from the cupboards over there?" I rinsed him from the gel and when Miss Granger came back with the potion I told her to get, I dumped it all on the little kitty in the sink. "Miss Granger, I am allowing you to leave class to bring him to the infirmary and tell Mrs. Pomfrey that I will be coming by after class." She left immediately, taking Potter with her.
I finished my lunch and immediately went to the infirmary. Why does Potter need to make so much trouble for everyone, even himself? When I finally got to the infirmary, Pomfrey was giving Potter some milk from a bottle and he didn't look sick anymore. "How is he, Pomfrey?" She looked back startled at my monotone voice.
"He's fine. I took tests and he looks good so far. He definitely grew a bit from before. I think the potions someone made in class today or the Cleanser potions made him grow faster. But not fast enough to make him grow fully. Personally, I think he'll be out of this form in three or four days. But I don't know what side effects he'll get. He could get his body but he might still have the cat's attitude. Or even look like Harry but when he speaks it'll be cat. No~obody knows." She sang the last part then laughed. I rolled eyes and looked back at Potter. I was shocked because our eyes connected at that second. His, Lily's, eyes looked at me and I thought I was being sucked in them. I shook my head and remembered that this was not Lily, it was Harry, her son. After that I took my departure and went back to my chambers. "At least I'm alone in my chambers tonight." I said to myself sinking in my armchair after entering my dungeons.
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