Spike skipped down to the first Care of Magical Creatures lessons, skidding to a halt as he reached the hut. He was usually excited by the prospect of a class involving creatures, but one that involved bringing your own pet had the signs of being awesome. Or in Spike's case, pets in plural.

With a grin and nod to the Professor, he bounded over to a blue bean bag and jumped onto it. His curls ruffled, as Matilda moved around upon his hair, wondering whether it was safe to explore. A tentative leg dropped on to his forehead, before it disappeared back into his unruly mess. Spike was joined by his other pets too - Killy and Kranky were safely in his pocket, away from any prowling furballs, whilst Sophie was hidden in his robes too. He'd get them out in his own time, if he wanted to.