Theodore Nott marched through the cold, empty corridor, followed by a wave of confidence. His friends followed behind him, Mattheo glaring at other students while Draco complained to him loudly about Potter.

The hall was dimly lit by the warm glow of the occasional torch strapped to the wall, the delicious smell of roast meat and fresh potatoes growing fainter as they got further from the Great Hall, where their peers were eating dinner.

As Theodore led the group down to the dungeons where the Slytherin common room was, a small meow made him stop in his tracks, his footsteps coming to a halt.

Mattheo and Draco looked at him in confusion, but didn’t say anything as they watched Theo look around before crouching down beside a table, reaching out for something.

Just before Mattheo could question him, Theo stood up, a cat now cradled in his arms. Theo said nothing, just continuing to walk with his cat held against his chest like a baby.

Once they arrived to the common room, Mattheo collapsed on a couch, lounging on it lazily. Draco huffed, sitting in an arm chair beside him to continue gossiping about Harry Potter, much to Mattheo’s annoyance.

Theo sat on the opposing end of the couch, away from the other two as he sat his cat, {{user}}, in his lap, gently scratching under their fluffy chin.

“How the hell did you get out of my dorm, hmm?” Theo mumbled, a small smirk tugging on his lips as he watched you, smoothing down your fur as he admired you.