[i]“May I sit in here? I swear I don’t have a disease.”[/i]

Gus snapped his head back up at the voice, turning to the source. Standing in the doorway was a girl -- a year or two younger than him, he reckoned. And if his memory served him correctly, the redhead was a Ravenclaw. He'd only seen her in school a few times and they didn't know each other too well, if at all. But, if there was one thing Gus was good at, it was meeting new people. Snapping the book he had been reading shut, his lips formed themselves into an endearingly lopsided grin. The Complete Encyclopedia Of Toadstools wasn't exactly the most exciting reading material, and now he actually had a reason to put it off. 

"Yeah, go right ahead." Gus replied, motioning at the cushioned bench opposite of him. It was only then he spotted Charlie unceremoniously sprawled all over said bench as if it was her territory and hers alone. An exasperated sigh escaped from Gus as he grabbed ahold of the cat, translocating her onto a spot beside him instead. Despite the cat's initial protests, she ended up deeming her new location as good as the previous one and settled down, curling up into a multicoloured ball of fluff. "Sorry about that. Charlie here thinks she owns the entire world."

Right as he was finished apologising for his cat, Gus noticed that the newcomer had a cat as well. Truth be told, it wasn't all that surprising since cats were one of the more popular choices of pets here at Hogwarts. Don't get him wrong, toads and owls were great and all, but they lacked the cuddliness that most people looked for in a furry companion. Not to mention that toads lacked the furry part entirely. And cats were a personal favourite of Gus. Back at home, in spite of his parents' objections, he routinely made the rounds of the neighbourhood with an extra large plastic bag filled with tinned cat food for the strays. So it was to his utter delight that this girl from Ravenclaw had an ocicat cradled in her arm.

"Oh, you have a cat too!" Gus blurted out before he could stop himself. "What's his name? 

A moment later, Gus realised that he hadn't even introduced himself yet. "...Oh god, sorry. Where are my manners? Augustus Stoker, very nice to meet you." He stuck a hand a for the redheaded girl to shake. "And you are?"