Who: Mikey and Spencer Where: Mikey's Office When: Wednesday What: Whatever the plural of Patronus is
Mikey turned over another essay, rolling his shoulders and stretching his arms out behind him with a yawn. Ordinarily marking essays was pretty dull but after the previous week he was almost glad to be back to the grind. It helped that he had a warm bundle of fur keeping his feet warm too, even if that warm bundle of fur seemed to insist on no shoes.
He peered down at the little bobcat curled under his desk and it blinked up at him sleepily as if to say 'what's the problem?' or possibly 'get back to work, you lazy human'. Mikey wasn't really sure which. He reached a hand down and stroked it gently anyway. After he'd gotten over the initial shock of finding an overgrown cat sitting by the door to his quarters, he'd gotten kind of fond of it. It had definitely made the morning's lessons more interesting at least. Even if he had had to field ten variants on 'if I become an Animagus will I turn into my Patronus?'
A knock at the door had them both looking up.
"Come in," he said as the bobcat yawned and stood up, shifting to wrap itself round his left leg and peer out from the space between his knees.