"Blaine…Blaineeeee…BLAINE WAKE UP!"

Blaine instantly jumped almost 10 feet when he woke up to another pair of eyes that were not Kurt looking at him.

"Wha….?"

"Blaine, get up, we need to talk,"

Blaine groaned sleepily and buried himself into Kurt's pyjama shirt, which said boy he had not woken, thankfully from Blaine's scare. The boy had been crying all night, and it had broken Blaine's heart too see him like this. Kurt's friends went home ages ago, well so he thought.

It was another cat talking to him.

A cat was talking to him.

"Who are you?" Blaine demanded staring at the huge brown/yellowish furball that looked like a giant compared to him, and strangely familiar.

"Good morning to you too, I'm Lord Tubbington,"

"Brittany's cat?" Blaine questioned feeling a wave of nausea from finally standing from his wake up call. Blaine looked at Kurt to make sure he wasn't awake, because he wanted Kurt to be resting, and he looked so peaceful when he was sleeping.

"Can we talk somewhere else, I have no idea what is going on, but I don't want to wake up Kurt," Blaine begged lowering his voice, which he was sure would wake Kurt, if they meowed too loud.

Lord Tubbington nodded and gestured with his head for Blaine to follow. They jumped of the bed; Lord Tubbington landing easily on the ground, but Blaine not being experienced landed flat on his face.

"Ouch,"

"What kind of cat are you? Sh…Brittany will hear us, and she'll want to wake up Kurt so we can have 'Fondou for two' together, she and Santana are helping Carole in the kitchen, they didn't want to go anywhere today,"

"A fondouta?" Blaine asked puzzled.

"Fondou.. For.. Two" The cat replied.

Blaine followed slowly until they reached the living room. The other cat walked over to the fireplace and sat down on the rug, telling Blaine to sit also.

Blaine was extremely worried as to what was going on. First Sebastian turned him into a cat, and Kurt and his friends and the entire Westerville population apparently think he is missing, and now Brittany's cat had just woken him to talk.

WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON HERE?

Why was Blaine freaking out now all of a sudden?

He should have done this ages ago.

Lor…ahh I need another name for him. Blaine thought.

"Is there a shorter name I can call you?" Blaine whispered.

"Yeah…call me Greg…,"

"Greg?"

"My real name,"

"Huh?"

"Look Blaine, I wanted to talk to you about it, so please let me explain…what happened to you is the same thing that happened to me, luckily for you though, I know how to change you back,"

"Wait…what? You used to be human?" Blaine whispered eagerly back.

Greg nodded.

"Yeah… you know that Harry Potter movie you love?"

Blaine nodded, no idea what this had anything to do with what was going on right now.

"You know J.K Rowling right?"

Blaine rolled his eyes. Who didn't know J.K Rowling.

"Of course I do," Blaine growled.

"Hey calm down, I was just making sure,…well, she's a wizard,"

"No…she writes about Wizards," Blaine corrected.

"Do you honestly believe, that she thought of all that?" Greg questioned. Blaine narrowed his eyes wondering where this was heading. Well he was a cat after all, anything was possible.

"Are you trying to imply that she got it from someone else? Let me tell you Greg, J.K Rowling is a queen and I behind all other Harry Potter fans are insult…" Greg put up his paw and hissed at him to be quiet.

"I know, you believe that, but you see, Rowling had to write that book, because there aren't many wizards/witches left in this world, I mean it's just like the human population, we have to die eventually, however in the wizard world, killing each other, and all the dangerous tasks they did in schools, it happened a lot faster than the human world, and they kept on decreasing, that was 22 million years ago when Harry Potter was alive, the story of Voldemort and Harry Potter has been tracked down from generations to generations, and now there are only 3 witches/wizards left.

Blaine gaped at Greg. He couldn't be serious.

"So you're telling me, that Harry Potter is real, and J.K Rowling is a wizard, what does that have anything to do with why I turned into a cat!" Blaine was getting irritated, and he had no idea what to believe anymore. How dare Greg make a mockery of one of the greatest stories of all time?

"Because a Wizard turned you into a cat!" Greg hissed.

Blaine felt light headed all of a sudden but then Brittany's voice appeared before he could think about it anymore. Brittany walked in with a bright cheery voice picking Lord Tubbington up.