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Anna Banana 
Sierra could hear Nika talking with the Hufflepuff captain, but she couldn't really see what was going on behind her. She'd lowered herself as close to the ground as she could without lying down on it and was creeping toward the catnip/poo substance. "Not yet," she called out to Nika. "It's too dark in here. I need a blasted wand." Shaw and his not-so-brilliant ideas. What would have been the harm in using a wand anyway?! This was Transfiguration, not Muggle Studies. How Muggles ever caught their blasted cats was beyond her. Was it this hard for them, too?!
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, her hand was closing in on the catnip/poo. "This better not be cat poo," she murmured to herself. Realizing they'd get no further if they didn't do something now, she closed her hand around the...
"...oh," she said, stepping out of the nook and breathing a sigh of relief. "It's catnip." She kept a piece for herself and handed some to Nika. Was the Puffer working with them, too? She eyed the girl then handed her a piece, as well. There. She'd done her good deed for the year.
Nika let out a sigh of relief as she heard Sierra stepping out and thankfully not looking disgusted. A smile crept unto her face when Sierra confirmed that it was catnip. Thank merlin!
"Thanks," She said as the Slytherin gave her a piece.
"Now to catch one of these crazy cats." Nika said looking around the corridor.
She looked at Sierra and then deeply breathed out.
"Hope this works." She crouched down on her knees and looked around. She spotted a few cats not too fair away.
"Here kitty kitty... NO WAIT! Not both of you!" she wanted to quickly jump up and out of the way, but it was too late. They attacked her. Much like Nika hug! attacked Sierra and twenty five other unsuspecting Slytherins.
She was forced backwards as the cats jumped on top of her.
"OUCH! Get off!" But Nika wasn't going to let the catnip go to waste. After all this time spent trying to get it she wasn't going to let these cats get the better of her. She eyed the two cats trying to shake them off but keeping one of them for class. She quickly grabbed the
cat that was now starting to dig a claw into her leg.
Great. So now her hair was all messed up, her shirt has a small hole in it, and she was scratched up. Buuut she did get a cat. She could barely hold the thing because it wouldn't stop squirming around. Looking to Sierra she forced a small, weak smile.
"Your turn." The sooner she caught a cat, the sooner they could get this assignment over with.