I sit on Purr~my~knee's bed, cleaning last nights wounds. That beast was stronger then I had judged.  Dislike being wrong more then anything else, and I'm hating it now.  I hope that Dog is taking care of the wounds I gave him.  This proves even more my fact that all dogs, or wizards that take the shape of a dog are vile and evil.  Same with rats, (though rats taste better.)  For awhile, I think I'll just stay around the castle and be fed, I'm stopping on the hut, or at  least for a while.  I stretch, and lay down, sleep (sleep is goooooddd.)

    I lock myself up in this castle for a week nearly, healing my pride and my injuries. Curiosity, a cat's best friend and worst enemy, finally gets the better of me.  Purr~my~knee was getting worried, and Run was a tad bit angry at me always terrorizing the rat of his, so out of the castle I go this Thursday night.  I check if the Dog is where he was the other nights, no.  Na ja, he won't bother me at all, I purr.  I won this battle, the dog is no where to be found, I should have come out ages ago...(the castle was getting boring, Mrs. Norris must be crazy!)  Bird for dinner tonight, there is one dumb rock dove on the ground.  With out much difficulties the bird is dead and I am happy.

    I sit down to eat the bird when I see a large creature behind me.  The Dog.  I ignore it and continue eating.  He approaches, I still ignore him.  I finish my dinner and leave.  The Dog sits down, it is his turn to be annoyed.

    We play this game, so to speak, for days on end, my pride healed and the dog's wounded. 

>^. .^

It's Hollowe'en, and for a cat, even in this school, I've been told it is safer to just hang out in the dormitories then go outside, for Slytherin have twisted sense of humor (shudders at the thought of some of the stories.)  At least spiders can be found in here to hunt. Like the one hiding over here. My tail swishes. I pounce, and take my dinner over by the fire. Purr~my~knee is sitting, I jump onto her lap and enjoy my breakfast.
"Does he have to eat that in front of us?" I thought you'd enjoy seeing me have my version of bacon and eggs, Run.
"Clever Crookshanks," O'corse I'm clever Purr~my~knee. "Did you catch that all by yourself." What do you think?
Run mumbles something more. "I have Scabbers... in my bag." My ears pick up. My gaze shifts to the bag. My the tip of my tail starts to flick back and forth once more, whacking Run. I leap at the bag. "OY! GET OFF YOU STUPID ANIMAL!!!" Sorry, Run, I've got a rat to kill. That the heaven's for claws.
The rat flies out, I chase after him over tables and under chairs. I weave in and out of people, chasing the dumb animal. He scoots under some drawers. I take a swipe at him. Purr~my~knee grabs me. My eyes are still fixed on where the rat should be. Run pull the vile beast out. The two humans argue. Of course I heard you say he was in your bag, fool of a boy. Now, Purr~my~knee, I'd like to go sit by the fire and sleep.

>^. .^

Well, I lie curled up by the fire late tonight. I haven't moved any great distance since all the humans left. I start to here arguing at the door.  I try to place the voices, the Fat Lady and someone else, a man. Oooohhhhh I recognize the voice, I just can't place it.  A student; no. Teacher; 'course not!  Flinch; thank gods no!  So who in the world is it?  Ripping sounds, a scream. I jump and turn, racing to a dark corner of the room.  A man enters, carrying a knife, looking vaguely familiar... I stair at him as he climbs the stairs to the boy's dormitory.  Then, like a brick falling out of the sky (that would hurt...) it hits me, The Dog!  My gosh I was stupid.  Screams, Run's, more noise, I see Dog dash out of the common room, shifting into a Dog as he goes.

    As it stands i'm hit with a major dilemma: do I follow Dog or go up and comfort Purr~my~knee.  I head up to find Purr~my~knee, the Dog can wait.  I head up the stairs to find her rushing down, she picks me up and heads over by Run and Furry.  I purr for no reason other then purring.  Run's a tad bit shaken up, don't blame him.  Furry too.  Oh drat, here comes Purr~sea, great.  He is telling everyone to quiet down.  McGoneGaul enters.  She tells the students to go down to the Great Hall, I jump down and decide to find the Dog.  I rush out of the dorm and outside.

    The dog is hiding in the forest, my turn to approach.  Beautiful, the entire school is looking for you.

    So you are talking to me.  Strange.

    You messed up, I find that comical.

    Be quiet.  I want Pettigrew dead and as it stands  I could use your help.

    So the bloody rat has a name.  I sit down.  Sense I want to see his heart weighed, I guess I might help.

    Dog looks down at me with a surprised look. 

I'm a cat.