Narcissa jumped in shock at having a Jaguar stalking her own son. Hermione crept around his armchair, her tail dragging up under his chin menacingly. She growled low in her throat, her new feline eyes locked on his. She placed her front paws on his knees and opened her mouth in a huge roar, inches from his neutral expression. Her fangs were slick with saliva, her huge tongue looked coarse and rough this close.