...Meeeeow?

[Ella]

Ella flounced down the stairs, up some more stairs, through some halls, down a few more stairs, and up some more. Poor cat. The entire time, she blabbed to him about some very random things. "And that's why threstrals are sooooo much cooler than unicorns," she concluded as soon as they reached the classroom. It was Divination, and the room was warm as usual, cluttered with children that had their books on the table, along with a teapot and some teacups.

"Oh my god. Mr. Kittie Aaron. We're having a teaparty!" She whispered happily, and set the bag down next to her. "This is gonna be so much fun!" She reached in and patted the boy gently, scratching his ears.

"You're soooo cute," she cooed, adjusting the pink ribbon on his neck, "If only Hiver liked you more... maybe I should put you up for adoption... there's a cat rescue down the street from my house..." suddenly, her eyes widened, "But someone mean might adopt you!" she exclaimed in horror, her hand flying over her mouth. "I can't do that!"

[Aaron]

Aaron felt a hand reach into the bag and touch his ears. He jolted, claws outstretching with fear and alarm, but then he realized Ella was the one scratching him, and he wasn't in mortal danger. But he had hoped that maybe when he opened his eyes again he'd be human - but it seemed that was not the case.

He carefully peeked out of the top of the bag, looking around at the room and trying to find a familiar face, but no one caught his attention. He was still ignoring Ella's babbling, just blocking it out like there was cotton in his furry kitty ears. Then she tried to fix his bow, and his hissed at her, pulling away. She then freaked out about something and gave a huge dramatic gasp - giving him a chance to duck back into the back and hide at the bottom.