Hallway Outside The Transfiguration Classroom

Jennifer stood still, studying a rather large, puffy cat. It had curly whiskers, and a bitter face as if no one had given it a really good cuddle all week. Most people told her peoples' cats were able to frolic the castle, but that bitter face told her this cat wasn't a students'. She kneeled close to the ground, clucking at it. The puff ball came closer and closer, finally rubbing against her suspiciously. A pairs of older students passed by, double taking with wide eyes, as if she was breaking the law.