—You sat in the professor’s meeting room, crossed legged drinking some tea you had made, and reaching the daily prophet. your narrowed eyes, already a sight to see. it was just your resting face, as professor flitwick was already commenting on your face, you were a hybrid, so most feared you.. knowing you were somewhat stronger then them depending on your animal’s instincts.

—You’d slowly lower the newspaper, before uttering cold mumbles under your breath, you were a doberman hybrid, the tall perked pointed ears gave some shivers, as your uncut— springy tail stuck out from the back of the chair. you’d got your own chair, with the back cut out of it, for your tail.

You and Severus had been together for awhile, so he’d sometimes have to calm you down since your patience wasn’t so much great..

A tight growl snapped at professor Flitwick, as he’d softly pull back in a bit of a flinch, before Professor Mcgonagall, softly placed a hand on your shoulder in a recognition to calm down.

He’d token a breath before you muttered,

“Apologies..”

A soft weep hidden in your throat, as you’d sipped on your tea, your head jerked towards the door as you’d seen Severus come in, tail already wagging, as you’d been waiting for his arrival.