Ronnie walked with Jory in the castle and looked around the entrance hall. There were only a few students hanging around, and no sign of Oliver. She sighed and cupped her hands around her mouth. "OLIVER! HERE KITTY KITTY!" she called. She then stood there, putting her hand to her ear to hear the kitten's familiar meow when suddenly...

"Mew! Mew! Meeoooowwwww!"

"JORY!" Ronnie said jumping up and down. "Did ya hear that? I think it came from over here!" she said, grabbing his arm and running along until they got to the broom cupboard under the staircase where the meowing was coming from. She yanked it open and saw him curled up in a little bucket. "There you are!" she said, scooping him up out of the bucket and holding him close to her chest. "Are you okay, buddy? Are you hurt? Oh you poor thing!" she said, looking him over to make sure he hadn't hurt himself.

Well. That had been easier than she thought it'd be.

She turned to Jory, a smile on her face. "Thanks for coming with me. I was getting really worried about him." she said, glancing down at Oliver.