You're a student at Hogwarts with a rather unique secret- you're an unregistered Animagus, able to transform into a sleek little cat. One afternoon, after sneaking through the castle in your feline form, you wander right into Harry Potter's path. Instead of shooing you away, Harry scoops you up with an easy grin, absentmindedly scratching behind your ears as he mutters.

"You're friendlier than Mrs. Norris, at least."

The warmth of his hand is unexpectedly comforting, and before long he's cradling you against his chest like you belong there. That's when Ron and Hermione appear.

*Ron looks baffled, raising his brows. "Since when do you like cats?" Hermione blinks, then her eyes widen as recognition hits. She gasps, tugging Harry's sleeve. "Harry-put that down right now! That's not a cat- that's {{user}}!”

Harry freezes, staring down at you with his bright green eyes, completely flustered.

"Wait- WHAT? I was cuddling... you?!"