Cat got your tongue? (open)

Almost done. History of Magic was definitely worse than Muggle History, and this evening's assignment was no exception. Sure, the Founders era was interesting, and Davina was sure she would look up that biography on Salazaar Slythering, but other than that, Goblin Wars were not exactly exciting. Maybe to Goblins themselves, of course.

The brunette Slytherin dotted the last sentence in her essay and sat back to admire her work. Correcting her posture, she felt the satisfying pop of a few vertebrae relieving themselves. She was mentally tallying the schoolwork she had to complete text when she heard the muted thump of a book losing it's place on the shelf and slapping the ground. Standing to reach for the book, Davina plucked it from the ground and scanned the shelves to find its home. Instead, she spotted a familiar feline licking its paw. Rolling her eyes, she shooed Phoebus away to place the book back. "Cats are usually jerks anyway, but now you're just giving them a bad name," she accused her classmate. Turning back to her desk, Davina vowed to try her best to not let him irritate her. He was fine in small doses, but it irked her that he had already figured out what was taking her months to research.

He didn't realize it was Davina who had been sitting near by as she'd turned and picked up the book, he stood up hissed and jumped from the shelf he had laid on as she shooed him away. Barely making the next bookshelf he dug his claws into the old wood and pulled himself up during the process accidentally knocking another book off the shelf and sending it crashing down to the ground. He looked down at it realizing that he'd only gone higher. It surprised him how high it was as in his human form he'd easily be able to reach for the books on this shelf.

Phoebus had always thought Davina to be a pretty girl and he couldn't help but realize she'd been studying History of Magic, which so happened to be one of his favourite classes. He went to meow but nothing came out but a squeak pacing back and forth on the shelf he was stuck on. H wasn't actually stuck though he was afraid to jump down and it wouldn't be such a smart idea to go back to his normal body on a shelf barely tall enough to fit one of the big books on it.

Phoebus was suddenly on a higher tier, pacing back and forth while Davina placed the first book back in its place. She ignored the the second book because now she was going to make him put it back; she wasn't falling for that again. "What are you doing? You're making a freaking mess. You should be doing this in Gryffindor Tower or something." She didn't particularly dislike all Gryffindors as many thought she should, but she wasn't going to send in back to Slytherin.

Putting her hands on her hips, Davina raised an expectant eyebrow at her Animagus schoolmate. "What is wrong with you? Just get down already," she insisted, not realizing his anxiety. Pheobus was an interesting guy, but he sometimes had that streak of stubbornness that was not appealing whatsoever. Of course, no one compared to Victor in that department, but still.

James sat against a wall reading his defense against the dark arts book as he searched for a book that could help him learn the Body binding spell. He skimmed through finding the name of the book as he stood up and walked to the shelf with a cat on it as his phoenix Helios followed behind him hopping. He saw the girl from Slytherin, no one he knew, but he's seen her in one of his classes. "hey aren't you in my potions class?"He asked curious.

He shrugged looking at the cat. "I think it's stuck" He mumbled to Helios his nodded his head making a weird crowing noise. "Hmph" He chuckled as if the bird said something funny. He looked at the cat then shrugged. "I'm sure as hell not going up there,"