Author Note: idea based on Prompt 597. A niffler finds its way into the Ravenclaw common room. tagged/prompt
- Anyway on with the story -
Heather's POV
I walked into the Great Hall and sat down at the Ravenclaw table, getting ready to eat breakfast. Suddenly, the door to the Great Hall burst open and a small black ball of fur leaped towards the Slytherin table. Is that... a niffler? Meanwhile, the student's from Slytherin screamed bloody murder as the creature was on the loose . As if on cue , Hagrid then bounded in and jumped under the Slytherin table, after what seemed to be a niffler. A few minutes later he got out from under the table and stood up a niffler hanging from his hand. He shook it, and slowly a heap of valuables fell from the niffler's pouch. After he finished with that, he started heading towards me- wait, why is he heading towards me?!
"Hey, Heather!" Heather, a young brunette, turned around. "Hello, Hagrid!" He looked at her while smiling, "You know how you've always wanted a niffler?" he asked, and I nodded my head yes. I've always wanted one, ever since I was a little girl. You see, Hagrid may be a half giant, but he's been friends of the Mercer family for a long time. So, sometimes I go over and visit in the summer time and he helps me learn about magical creatures. I told him that if I could ever have a niffler (and if it was okay with my parents as well), I would love to have one.
That was when Hagrid grinned and handed the creature to me. "Well Heather your parents and I have discussed about this over the summer and think it's time you have one. It's a female so you can call her what ever you like dear." I was at lost for words I tackled Hagrid into a big hug and replied "Thank you Hagrid! I shall call her Ruby!" That was when my friends Harry, Ron, & Hermionie looked to see what I have gotten from Hagrid. "What the bloody heck is that?!" Ron yelled from the Gryffindor table, and as I listened, I heard Hermione respond almost immediately with what seemed a textbook definition of a niffler. As if the creature knew about my secret crush on Harry Potter. Ruby began to squirm.
"It looks like... a black platypus?" Harry added in the middle of Hermione's description. She huffed before going silent, "Or maybe a very, very small, black bear. With a... bill. And a pouch. Wait-" Suddenly the niffler took off towards Harry, and he looked around the room in panic, trying to find it. A small black mass was seen shooting at his face before he fell over with a yell. After a small scuffle, Harry stood up. Without his glasses. "RON?! WHERE DID YOU GO?! DID IT JUST TAKE MY GLASSES? IT TOOK MY GLASSES! WHERE'S THE TABLE-" This-did-not-go-as-expected was the sort of look on Hagrid's face.
Harry's POV
Then Heather said "Gotcha Ruby! For the last time, you pilfering pest, paws off what doesn't belong to you." Then Heather walked over towards me and handed me my glasses. Our hands touched. We both blushed and then the bell ranged for us to go to class.