James Walton

"Now that we've gotten all of your supplies, I'm going to take a quick look around Twilfitt and Tattings. Why don't you go to Eeylops Owl Emporium so that you can pick out an owl to take to Hogwarts with you so that it will be easier for you to keep me and your dad updated with your Hogwarts life," said James's mother.

"Yes mum," James said politely even though he wanted to jump for joy. He has been looking forward to getting his own owl all day. He was more excited about the owl than he was getting his first wand, but his mum wanted to save the owl for last.

The 11 year old boy with cute dimples walked into the owl emporium and began to look around. The place was small and dark, but there were so many owls to choose from. There were owls of all shapes and sizes. Some were big and some had the roundest eyes that James had ever seen.

It seemed that a lot of the other kids were into the snowy owls and the screech owls, but James always had a thing for Tawny owls. They just had a sense of importance about them. The Tawny owl that his father had always looked so professional and James knew that he would look like a perfect gentleman with a tawny owl perched on his arm.

He was looking at the Tawny owls when he saw her. The perfect Tawny owl. It was mostly a brownish color with little white specks. It sat up straight and it locked eyes with James like it was telling James that she wanted him to be his owner. James walked up to it and put his fingers through the cage to stroke her head. She seemed to enjoy it.

"Do you want to go home with me pretty girl?" James asked quietly. She gave James a little noise as if she was saying yes. James smiled, but the smile was short lived. A girl about James's age with short brown hair stepped in front of him causing James to step back abuptly.

"Aw I want this one. She is ah-bviously the most alpha one," she said in annoying American voice. It was as if she was trying to sound like one of those girls in that muggle movie James saw once on accident, Clueless.

"Um excuse me miss, but this was the owl that I was going to get," James said politely. Maybe she didn't notice that he had already picked her out. She turned around, crossed her arms, and glared at him with these eery amber eyes.

"Yeah right. I was totally here first," she said. James was taken aback at how rude this girl was. Did her parents never teach her manners?

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I was already here and was about to take the owl to pay for her. But if you want a Tawny owl the one next to her looks a lot like this one," James said motioning towards the one next to the one James wanted. This owl looked a lot like the one that the two were fighting over, but it was a male owl and had a little more white specks on his face. It looked over at the two of them with hopeful eyes.

"But I want this one!" she said stomping her foot for emphasis. James couldn't help, but chuckle.

"Excuse me, but like what is so funny?" she asked.

"You look like a two year old throwing a temper tantrum," he chuckled. She gasped.

"Wow you are totally rude. This owl is way to good for you," she said rolling her eyes. He sighed. His mother and father would disapprove of him talking this way to a lady and would want him to give her the owl because it was the gentleman thing to do, but something about her just got him fired up.

"I'm sorry. You're right. Lets start over. My name is James," he said extending his hand. She looked at it as if it was dog poo.

"I'm Massie. Don't forget it. And this is my owl," she said turning back to the owl. James sighed. This girl was unbearable.

"Fine Massie. You can have her, even though you're acting like a brat," he said not being able to help himself with the last comment. She picked up the cage and smirked at him.

"Call me what you like, but I still won," she said.

James rolled his eyes as she walked away. From what he has heard about Hogwarts from his parents, aunts, and uncles he could tell that this Massie girl was a shoo in for Slytherin with her entitled attitude.

James looked over at the male owl next to the one Massie just took. He seemed to know that they were talking about him and if James didn't know any better he would think that the owl's feelings were hurt.

"Don't look so down little man. I would be honored for you to be my owl," James said. He looked at James with wide eyes and James smiled as he picked up his new owl.

"I think I'll name you Milo," he said.

The owl made a noise of acceptance. James smiled. It wasn't his original choice, but he had a feeling that he was going to get along splendidly with Milo.


It doesn't seem that James and Massie got off to a great start. Massie isn't a bad person, but she is definitely used to getting her way. How do you think this will play out for her at Hogwarts?