I am, as my human calls me, Sir Meows-A-Lot. Personally, I think that's a rather stupid name. Sure, the Sir suits me, obviously, but the meows-a-lot? Nah. Totally unreasonable. Now, if you'd ask me, I'd say a name like Superhero, or Sir Awesome, is much more suited. I mean, after all, I am a cat, and we are much more Awesome than humans think they could ever be. I'm no exception to that. I am cooler than cool, smoother than smooth and I have certainly embraced the grace that comes with being a feline. Nothing scares me. I am the definition of a Supercat. Only a bit sad that the human does not get that either. And then she claims to be clever. Ha. Ha. Ha. I'd die of laughter if it wouldn't mean I'd give up one of my nine lives. That would be a bit of a waste.

To progress with the very lame storyline, if you ask me, I'd have to go by the words of my human, who refers to herself as Meghan. According to her, we're about two weeks further down the line than were we left of, so lets start there. Of course, the timeperiod has been longer than that, but let's forgive her for that. She obviously doesn't know what she's talking about.

Anyway. After I had searched for my human, cause I needed both food and attention, and why hunt for food yourself when you've got someone to do it for you, I had found her in an empty room, with some other human I did not know yet. Why they weren't in the room they referred to as the common room, was beyond me, but alas, I wasn't there myself to sleep on the bookcases either. I had run from there in search of some quiet, not at all because of some humans doing something which caused a lot of bangs and made me feel entirely uncomfortable. Meghan was the kind of human who didn't engage in feline-unfriendly activities like those, plus she had awesome books to sleep on, and therefore I needed to find her. Though what she was doing in a room with another human was completely beyond me.

In any case, I slipped into the room, a bit hestitantly, and sat there for a moment while I was trying to judge the male looking human. I did not know him, so I did not know if he was a person to engage in feline-unfriendly activities, and thus caution was needed. A Superhero did not do things without thinking it through properly, after all. But apparently, he hadn't been in the room for that long.

"I thought you were going to help me!" The male exclaimed. I looked at him curiously, and found that he did not look... normal. More panicky. Or something like that. It definitely wasn't safe to move towards them just yet. A bit sad, considering the fact that there were lots of books on the table.

"And you come to me two weeks after you had run off. Seriously, James, I don't know how on earth you want me to help you, when I don't even know who your crush is in the first place, and how exactly you want to bring up your grade. For your information, I am not the one following Muggle Studies. Don't know if you have noticed that over the past three years and a bit." What a loser that guy was. Was he even stupider than Meghan? I wondered this out loud, mewing my thoughts as I pondered them, which earned a look from my human.

"Shut up, Sir." How nice. I wasn't even saying that much! The audacity. I was only thinking about how dumb that James was. So I protested. Naturally.

"I said, shut up." I mewed once more, annoyed, as James also opened his mouth. Clearly nothing good would come from that.

"Your cat?" Meghan sighed. I turned my head away.

"Yes. That's Sir Meows-A-Lot, as... you probably figured out for yourself already." I hadn't said that much!

"Hey!" I meowed, protesting, which only caused a roll of Meghans eyes. Rude. James merely nodded, before he uttered dreaded words.

"I don't like cats." Ooh, he simply was not worth cats at all. Well, it was a good thing that I did not like him either. Maybe I could so something to get revenge. Or, well, to rather show him how awesome felines were, but I had to think about what I could do best. After all, Superheros did make plans, and now I had to be the Superhero for all the felines in the castle. Seriously, my life was so hard. So I uttered that too. Luckily Meghan did not need revenge. She shot him a look that said the obviously did not agree. I trained her well. James seemed to ignore that. Idiot.

"Anyway... We have to read a book. Or, several, in fact. I hate reading though. And if we want extra points this year, we have to watch a series on the television or something? And write something about that. I don't own a Television though, and I am not gonna ring up my Uncle Dursley to ask if I can watch TV at his place. I don't like him all that much." Meghan sighed.

"I can't help you with the reading." Well, I could make that harder for him at least. Human always complained when I laid down on her books to have my well deserved nap. "But if needed, I can ask my parents if it's okay if you'd come over for the holidays. We do have a television and I usually watch a lot of Doctor Who. It'd be too much to watch the entire revival, but we could skip episodes I found absolutely boring and not worth watching at all. I don't know if you'd like it, but at least you'd have something. And I could quiz you onyour knowledge of the book you lot have to read. Granted, I would've needed to have read the book first, but I could do that." Meghan owned a lot of books and I always loved her televisionwatching moments. It was so nice to voice my opinion on the scenes, especially if they were heavily emotional, even though that always earned me a glare and a shove away from Meghan. Also her nap became a great one to nap on too, so it were all bonuses to me. Except for the shoving then, that was rude and I did not deserve that.

"If you could do that?" Meghan nodded. "Also, who is that girl by the way? If I know her, I could maybe know what else you could do to impress her." James seemed to contemplate this for a minute, while I got more and more impatient, cause I still needed attention and a bellyrub, and I also still needed food, and therefore that James person had to go away first.

"Lexa Starr." It had come after a great deal of silence, one I was sorely tempted to break, and I frowned at this new information. So did Meghan, but her look wasn't a happy one either.

"I'll see what I can do about gathering knowledge from her," she eventually said. "But if you know something she likes, pass that information right on, okay?" James nodded, with a frown.

"You don't like her?" Meghan grimaced, and I made up a plan to find out who she was anyway. I could maybe charm my way out of her, just to make sure she was a cat-lover. It probably would rub that James-guy in the face, and that would mean glory for the feline empire.

"Not particularly." That wasn't strange, seeing as my human tended to get annoyed by many people quite fast. "But I promised to help, so again, I'll see what I can do." The two went back to their work, or at least, Meghan did and James-guy seemed to be thinking, until he eventually grabbed his stuff and left the room. Which was obviosuly perfect for me, because I now could get my food and rub. And then it was time to be a superhero and find out who that Lexa was.