I do not own Harry Potter. I only own Tiffani.
Story Start
Students entering the classroom made me sit down on the desk. The man stayed where he was and he seemed to look even more intimidating in the dark classroom. Students walked in with red lion patches and green snake patches on their robes. "What's with that?" I thought while looking at the students as they took their seats. I noticed that the students with the red patches sat together and the students with the green patches sat together. No one of the different robe patches sat together.
"Instructions are on the board, begin," the man commanded, and I watched a few of the students jump nervously before one person from each table left the table to get the ingredients from another area of the room. It looked to be like a closet area that they disappeared into and came back out of in no time. I guess everyone wanted to start quickly so as not to get in trouble. I noticed more and more students noticing me, but any whispers were quickly silenced by the man. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back as he stared down the students.
"That one kid looks ready to pass out," I thought as I stood up on the desk and walked over towards the edge to look down. I know the man said to stay here but I'm curious. These teenagers were doing magic and potions. "I guess there was a reason I was turned into a cat," I thought as I remembered how curious I am normally.
The jump down from the desk didn't look too bad, and I glanced back up at the man who had brought me here. He was walking over to a table with two students who had red patches on their robes. I took the chance and jumped off the desk. I curiously made my way from the desk towards one of the tables that had two students with snake patches on their robes. The table had two female students sitting at it, and one of the girls immediately reached down to pet my head. I sniffed her fingers before letting her pet my head. "Free head scratch, don't judge me," I thought to myself before jumping into her lap when she pulled her arm back. I wanted to be on the table and look at the potion.
"No cat, don't get up there," the other girl who did not pet me said and her hands reached towards me.
I jumped off their table and started walking towards another table with different students, but next thing I know I'm flying through the air. I yowled in surprise. Being a cat is one thing, flying through the air with nothing holding me is another problem entirely. Eventually the quick flight ended and I was in two warm arms. I meowed loudly and looked up to see the man from earlier holding me again. "Don't do that again," I said to him but of course it was just angry meows.
The man sighed and put me back on the desk. He pulled his wand out of his robe sleeve and waved it again saying different words this time. I looked at him before sighing and walking towards the end of the desk again. An invisible wall smacked me in my cat face and I jumped back with a yowl. I hissed and went towards the edge of the desk again, but this time I used my paw to smack the invisible wall. I heard some of the students chuckle around me and I hissed in aggravation. "Not fair," I meowed up at the man and of course he just smirked and focused back on the students. "Really wish I was a talking cat so he can understand me," I thought and hit the invisible wall one more time in anger before laying down on the desk.
Watching the students make the potions was interesting, so interesting that I actually didn't try to fight with the magic wall keeping me on the desk anymore. I eventually learned the man's last name when one of the students called him Professor Snape. "That's a unique last name," I thought as I watched the man, Professor Snape, walk towards the student with a green patch on their robe with a stern expression on his face.
A loud bell toll sounded throughout the castle and the students waited for Professor Snape to dismiss them. When he did, I saw all of the students putting their potions into bottles and walking down to put them on his desk, which I was still on. The invisible wall must have disappeared because one of the students put their vial on the desk. I went to walk over to it to get a better look, but then I'm flying again into Professor Snape's arms.
"I'm not a damn bird," I hissed and looked up at his face, but he was ignoring me as he watched his students. "I really don't appreciate this," I kept complaining, and he still ignored me. "Maybe I should just bite you," I muttered and then he finally looked at me even though I know he couldn't understand me.
"One more class before we find out who you belong to," Professor Snape said to himself while looking at me. I noticed he waited to say anything to me until all of the students were gone. He used his wand to make the vials fly off his desk and to a shelf in the room. He once again placed me back on the desk, put up the invisible wall, and then waited to the side as another group of students came in, but they looked younger than the last group.
Once again I got a lot of looks from the students, but these students had yellow patches and blue patches on their black robes. "Well I know it's not different years with the colors since their ages are the same," I thought as I stretched out on the desk. I might as well make myself comfortable since I couldn't go explore while the students were making a different potion. I had seen Professor Snape change the directions and ingredients on the chalkboard with magic again.