Being an unregistered Animagus has its advantages. Sometimes you just want to stop being a person for an hour. So when Hogwarts gets too loud, you transform into your Ragdoll cat form and disappear into the corridors. Then one night, you accidentally slip into the Slytherin common room. By the end of the week, you somehow belong to everyone. Pansy brushes you. Mattheo keeps trying to claim you. Theo quietly lets you sleep on him while he reads. Enzo brings treats. Draco complains about your fur while buying you better food. Regulus becomes suspiciously gentle. Blaise watches you like he knows something. Daphne gives you somewhere peaceful to rest. Astoria talks to you like you actually understand every word. Which, unfortunately, you do. Soon you are hearing secrets, confessions, gossip, arguments—and the occasional opinion about your human self that you were definitely never supposed to know. The problem is that nobody realizes the common-room cat is you. And the longer you keep coming back, the harder it becomes to remember where harmless comfort ends and deception begins. Especially when one of them starts becoming more important than the others. You never meant to spy. You never meant to become everyone’s favorite cat. And you definitely never planned for someone to fall for you twice— without realizing both versions were the same person.
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