who: Pete & William what: furries! where: Pete's quarters when: wednesday, a few minutes before first period
Pete was accustomed to sleeping in late when he had first period free (for all values of late where late equals "four hours after he fell asleep"), so he was still putting the finishing touches on his newly regrown hair when he felt a weird sort of...not a tingle, really, and certainly not a physical twitch, but more of a mental click. And then, when he turned around, there was an enormous lion sitting placidly behind him.
Enormous. Lion.
Seated as it was, its shoulders were almost as high as Pete's.
"Well," Pete said, blinking at it. He wasn't exactly used to enormous and non-geographically-appropriate animals showing up mysteriously in his quarters, but this one seemed non-threatening enough, so. Almost familiar, even. He tilted his head at the lion, and the lion tilted his head right back, mirroring it.
He did what any good Gryffindor would do, after he adjusted his stance and his grip on his wand and waited a good five minutes for the lion to attack him. He owled a Ravenclaw.
More specifically, he groped for a bit of paper and scribbled william I have a bit of a situation. make haste, and then sent it off with his oddly unruffled owl.