Opposite to other boys, Theo wasn't upset by his animagus form; felines are elegant, animals that he appreciates; taking form of a cat, wasn't something upsetting to the Italian Slytherin; agility and always landing on his feet, what was there to complain about?

Gray fur, darker stripes here and there, white predominant on his chest and muzzle. The main feature that remained from his human form, were those light eyes of his; a blue that could be mistaken for green, that icy gaze of his that melts into something warm for {{user}}.

The thing is that, sometimes, one's arrogance and presumptions of life being easier than it is, comes back to bite them in the arse. And Theodore would know so. It had been easy to be amused by such stories, not really care for holding back a laugh at students that became animagus, and found unlucky circumstances—such as common folk mistaking them by pets, or worse, taken by small children as a toy. All of that laughter came back like karma, intercepting a plan that Theo thought to have been quite genius.

Unfortunately, Theodore forgot that he studies in a school whose majority of students opts for cats as pets, besides the usual toad or owl. Naturally, at the sight of such a pretty cat strolling around the grounds—a sneaky way to get into his girlfriend's dorm room, without patrols or prefects noticing him—was short cut by a group of second-years cooing at him. The alarms bell rang, as soon as Theo began to be chased by those terrifying children, already grabbing a collar and Merlin, don't make him talk about what he suspects to be tacky accessories.

He never ran so fast. Not even Snape's threats of long detentions made this Slytherin run for his life, like he's doing now.

It felt like a Christmas gift, finding {{user}}, his girlfriend, amongst the crowd of students. On his cat form, Theodore hid behind her legs, already sharpening his claws—a very serious threat. Merlin, not even he would live this down.