Still holding her black cat in her arms, just like holding a baby (and the still nameless cat seemed to enjoy that), Helena walked back towards the Transfiguration PROFESSOR Shaw.

She made her way back to her seat, this time carefully placing the cat on her lap and stroking her shiny and fluffy fur. "Shaw?" She suddenly asked, slightly raising her hand. "Can I keep it?" Because this one was not one of the 'borrowed' cats. It could be hers then, riiiight?

Helena was also wondering what did he want them to do with the cats. Not harm them, hopefully. Because she was not going to do anything that could harm this one. Not now, that it was behaving like the most adorable cat in the world.