Transfiguring More Stuff: Meow
 

As you enter, there is a closed cardboard box at the door. A note above it reads:


The box is acting as a barrier to keep the inhabitants of the classroom in, so be careful as you step over into the classroom. Watch that you don't stop on a cat. The room is full of CATS, most of them feral, hissing, and meowing, but a few might seem familiar to you (HAVE you seen your kitty lately?).

Shaw is rubbing his bald head at the front of the room.

Lexi came into the Transfiguration classroom and simply STOPPED. Put HER wand in a box? Pffft. Yeah right.

Crud...

She really wasn't the type to disobey a Professor. Crud, crud, crud. VERY reluctantly she flexed her wrist and sent her wand sliding into her hand and after staring LONGINGLY at it she deposited it into the box like the sign thingy said.

"Goood day, Professor," she called out as she looked into the room of filthy... MERLIN! HER CAT WAS IN THE ROOM! She gasped and looked back at the man. "DID YOU STEAL MY CAT?" she exclaimed as she rushed forward to scoop Merlin up into her arms. GAH! Now he was probably DIRTY and had probably learnt BAD HABITS being around those filthy beasts!

I'll take the kitty bait xD
 

Kurumi walked into the classroom and her eyes were instantly drawn to the masses and masses of cats that were in the room. She was liking this class already! Perhaps Shaw wasn't so bad after all?

But then, she took a step in and saw the sign that said she had to put her wand in a box. O______________________O WHAT?! Wasn't taking away a wizard's wand essentially taking away their life?! A knot in Kurumi's stomach tightened and she felt a bit faint. "Excuse me....Shaw," Kurumi said as she took a step towards the box, her wand in his turquoise holster held firmly in her right hand. "May I ask why we must deposit our wands?" She really didn't fancy having to run around the room with him chasing them all with his chainsaw if that was the plan. "A-A-Are we going to be working on wandless magic?" That would be a REASONABLE answer...but this man wasn't really the reasonable type.

Kurumi's eyes scanned the room as she waited for him to respond...when she saw SOMEONE that ought not to be in this room. That SOMEONE had short stubby legs and an ego the size of a Hungarian Horntail.

"W-W-Walnut?!" she squeaked as she watched her cat roll onto his back, expecting some sort of worship from everyone.

Hallie entered the Transfiguration classroom. She stopped abruptly in front of the box that they were supposed to drop their wands into. She looked at the box and sign and just blinked her eyes.

She was NOT giving up her wand. It was bad enough her brother had broken her first wand over the summer and she had to get a new one before the term started. It was a good thing she still had the fake wand that did nothing when you said spell...she pulled that wand out of her robes and dropped it into the box before she moved into the room.

"Janie!" Hallie screeched as she ran through the crowd of cats to her small kitten hiding in the corner by herself. Picking up the kitten Hallie turned to the Professor with her eyebrows raised. "This had better be a fun class Professor." She told him. How dare he take her kitten.

Coincidence her FOOT! Merlin NEVER left the towers. He had TOTALLY stolen her cat. Lexi pressed her face into Merlin's fur and hugged him as he meowed pitifully. She shot the man a death glare and pouted a bit. CAT STEALER!

Merlin was SAFE now so she began to look around at the other POOR POOR kitties that had no doubt been lured from their homes here in Hogwarts and subjected to Merlin knows what... the WIZARD, not the cat.

Fallon just eyed Shaw as Snuggles came up and rubbed against her leg. She picked up her cat and he started to nuzzle her face. "Uh huh. Coincidence." She didn't believe him for a moment. She just hoped the class would turn out better than it had already started. Fallon mindlessly pet her cat, who didn't seem to care very much about how he got here.

Caroline walked into the Transfiguration classroom. She wasn't sure if she really wanted to be here or not. Her wand? Didn't she need that for this class? Well it looked like if she didn't give up her wand she wasn't getting into the classroom. She gave up her wand and walked into the room cats everywhere. "Hello Pro....Shaw" Seriously she didn't want to have to go thought his name pronouncing again.

It seem that some of the people had found there cats in the classroom. She looked around she hadn't seen that little furball of hers in a while. She was probably in the dungeons chasing rats....... like always. Looking around maybe she was here. Ah There was the furry white furball. "Jane?"

Arya didn't like the idea of parting with her wand, even for a second. And especially not in the class with Shaw. SHAW who gave Chicken Girl a SAW. Just didn't seem right.

The prefect stared into the box suspiciously, twirling her wand idly between her fingers. "Do prefects have to deposit there wands too?" Her chocolate eyes flicked up to the man curiously. "What if you need some help... with the lesson." Yeah. That was a good excuse to keep her wand right? She thought so.

With her free hand she wiggled her fingers at the kitties.

It wasn't so much that she didn't want to attend the transfiguration lesson today, it was just the fact that she was extremely reluctant to give up her wand. Standing in front of the note and re-reading the words for the millionth time, Evelyn heaved a sigh and rolled her head back to stare at the ceiling. HE would be quite upset if he knew she skipped a lesson...

Placing her wand in the box, the Slytherin moved inside the classroom, a bit startled what with all the cats and the...yelling. Good Merlin. Moving around a few, she eyed the Professor, wondering just...Why?

Whatever the reason, she was staying near the box full of wands. "You a fan of cats, Shaw?" She didn't see Poof in here yet, thank goodness. Merlin only knew what sickness she'd catch from all the other less fortunate cats in here.

Orabelle walked into the class. The only reason was because she was hoping to see something... somewhat interesting. Instead she saw cats. Lots... and lots of cats. Her grey eyes were wide. What?! What were these disgusting furballs doing here?! At least they were dogs, ugh, then Orabelle was running for her life... if she ran that was.

"Hello... Shaw," Orabelle said, trying her best not to wince as she addressed the professor so... informally. She looked at the board and groaned. And no wands? How was she going to survive around these horrible cats and kittens? Given... she had one, but at least they weren't like that. Plus hers was back home.

Lexi heard the NEXT comment the man made and her jaw dropped. HOW DARE HE insult cats and cat people. POUUUUT.

"That's rich coming from the creepertastic kitty snatcher," Lexi muttered to Merlin. Seriously! How had he sneaked around in the common rooms luring cats out? She would like to know.

Huh.

Leaning against the wall near the door, she crossed her arms and nodded, missing that a certain small purple eyed cat sitting near her feet. "Aw...this all makes sense now..." Glancing around once again, she shook her head instead, a tad confused. Hates cats...so surrounds himself with them.

Uh huuuh....

Hallie nodded her head, the girl was right. He had nothing to say since he was the one taking their cats. "I agree with you. For someone who steals our cats you're contradicting yourself." Hallie snorted, seriously? What was this guy doing with all of their cats? Hallie was extremely close to taking Janie and just walking out of the class.

Oakey dropped his wand off into the class as the note had said. It was impossible to find a seat to sit on because the entire classroom was filled with cats...WHY CATS? he thought to himself. SHAW! was definitely a weird teacher. Heyo Shaw oakey said in a friendly tone, Are the cats part of the lesson or are they here to learn too?

"I 'member your face." Shaw nodded towards the front desk. Familiar male types that remembered HOW to address him properly could sit near him and act as a buffer between the cat people.

Well then. Lexi hoped Merlin had sprayed everything the man owned. Really. It would serve him right. Feh.

Aaaand since he seemed not to like being called professor she would be sure to address him as such. KITTY THIEF! "How are we going to Transfigure stuff without a wand, sir?" she asked as she scratched under Merlin's chin.

"You're probably not going to. Not at your age, at least. Naw, I reckon you gotta be older and more wisely than you to do it without your wand. You should probably keep your knickers firmly on though 'til we get started."


"We 'bout ready to get started? We all here?"

Sierra walked to the front door of the classroom, a very unamused look on her face. She still hadn't warmed up to this Shaw man (not that she usually warmed up to that many people anyway), and so she was a little hesitant to come to his next class. She paused as she read the sign, instructing her to deposit her wand into the box. She rolled her eyes and did just as it asked. No sense protesting anyway.

However, she wasn't so accepting of the cats--hundreds and hundreds of cats, it seemed--littering the classroom. She stepped in, a look of disbelief on her face, and wasn't paying attention to the little kitten at her feet.

"RAAARRRRRR!" the kitten cried, and Sierra looked down to see that she'd stepped on its tail. "Well if there weren't so blasted many of you..." She gave the kitten a half-annoyed, half-sympathetic look then moved aside. Her brown eyes scanned the room, falling upon cat after cat after cat.

"Hissy Fit?!" she finally exclaimed. Sure enough, backed into a corner and hissing in frustration at nearly every human and cat in the room, was her very own pet. She'd named it Hissy Fit, because it was rarely ever calm around anyone but her, and it commonly hissed angrily at anyone else in its vicinity. "How did you catch her?" Sierra asked Shaw, amazed that anyone could even get that close to Hissy Fit.

"Sorry me mistake...Shaw," Simon said standing corrected. He fought the urge to roll his eyes at the odd behavior but he kept his cool. Who was he to really care what the man wanted to be called.

No air out of his sails