Cece just rolled her eyes at Nessa as she cooed over the beast in Cassiopia's arms. Do these people not realize just how unsanitary it was to have animals at the dinner table. Obviously not.

There was something seriously wrong with this woman (Cassie). Who in their right mind treats a damn cat like it is a human? Not that humans get carried around in purses. "I don't care if they never leave your purse. Animals do not belong at the dinner table, and especially not on someones seat." Honestly, this woman needed to be in a padded room at St. Mungos. "And stop talking to that cat like he's a human. He obviously doesn't like you, that's why he's trying to claw your eyes out."

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Okay, so that cat WAS a human, and not a very smart one at that. "Word of advice. Stay in human form when this one is around," she said pointing at the nutty divinatin professor. Unless of course he liked being manhandled and talked to like a baby.

"And you," she said directing her attention once more at Cassie, "you deserve every one of those scratches you now have." Too bad he didn't scratch her eyes out. "Maybe some day you'll learn not to pick up animals that don't belong to you."

Then there was Flamsteed who finally gained some composure and... Deal? What deal? "What are you yammering on about Flamsteed?" Of course in the current mood she was in, Cece was in no way thinking about that little bet they had made last term.