After leaving Flourish and Blotts Elara turned to her mother, who was carrying all of Elara's new supplies, except her wand which she was keeping in her pocket.

"My wand is broken," she said with a sigh, "we're going to have to go back to Ollivanders to see if he can fix it, then we can look at the animals."

"I highly doubt your wand is broken," Carina said, "What makes you think it's broken."

Elara sighed audibly, before explaining what had happened in the book store, leaving out the exchange with the mudblood of course .

"Elara, Your wand isn't broken, Spells aren't just a case of waving a wand and saying some spells." Her mother explained.

"But i'm a pureblood, Daddy says-" Elara started.

"Being pureblood doesn't mean you are any ore talented than anyone else, everyone has to put work into learning, infact when i was at school-"

"But Daddy said I would be the best, because my magical blood makes me better than anyone else, my spells should work." Elara said, speaking over her mother.

Carina shook her head, When Elara was quoting her father nothing could change her mind. The girl thought her father could say or do no wrong, in her eyes he was perfect. Carina knew better than to argue.

"A summoning charm is harder, I don't think I learned that until I was in my third year," Carina explained. "maybe even fourth. It's not a spell for first years."

"I should be able to, I've saw you and Daddy using it so many times, I know the spell, It should have worked." Elara pulled her wand out, "It must be the wand."

Carina reached out her hand. "Give me the wand, i'll show you it works."

"But it's my wand, it'll only work for me." Elara said shaking her head. "Well if it worked anyway."

"That's not how wands work honey," Carina said with a sigh, "It'll just work better for you than anyone else."

Reluctantly Elara handed her wand over to her mother. If anything, at least it woud prove to her the wand was faulty."

"Avis," Carina said and a flock of birds flew from Elara's wand. "See Elara, it works. You just need to practice. I'm sure by this time next year you'll have mastered all your first year spells."

Elara snatched her wand back, upset that she hadn't been able to do anything with it yet. It didn't matter that the summoning charm was taught to third or fourth years, Elara was a strong pureblood witch, she should be able to do anything she wanted. Practice was for half-bloods and Mudbloods.

"Fine, lets just go pick a stupid animal and get home," she snapped. "I'm going to need some time to 'practice',"

Elara walked on ahead, leaving her poor mother to trail behind with Elara's supplies. If she had come with her friends then she could have shopped with her friends and her mother would have been free to wait for her with the other mothers, with Elara just dropping things off as she bought them. That was her plan, and if her mother wanted to come just the two of them then she would have to carry them.

The Magical Menagerie had to be the loudest and most chaotic store in the whole of Diagon Alley. Owls hooted from their perches, small birds flew around above free from cages. An old grumpy long-haired ginger cat sat on a table watching the birds, yet never pouncing or showing any indication it was planning to.

A large blue toad, bigger than Elara's hand sprang up onto the glass in it's tank right by Elara's face as she walked into the store, causing her to leap back into her mother. It flicked out a rather snakelike tongue before bouncing back.

"See anything you like," Carina said, a slight smile on her face as she looked at the toad. "I think it would make a lovely pet."

Elara shivered. Toads were gross, especially that one.

"No one wants a toad," she said, trying to cover up her discomfort.

Carina let out a soft chuckle. She didn't want a her daughter to have a pet toad either, but she did hope that the girl would just choose an owl, after all there were many beautiful ones in the store and she hoped Elara would notice them.

Elara looked around the store before her eyes landed on the one pet she had always wanted. Even if her Father hated them.

"I want that," She said, pointing one of her small fingers at the small white and black cat-like creature with huge ears and a lion-like tail.

Carina looked to where her daughter was pointing and immediately shook her head.

"No," she said. "Your Father would have a fit. You are not getting a kneazle."

Elara sulked.

"But it's all I ever wanted, and it'll be going to Hogwarts with me. Please, please, please." She begged. "I'll take care of it all on my own, Daddy won't even have to see it ever."

"The list clearly states an owl, a cat or a toad. It doesnt say kneazle, and they are dangerous. You cant just decide to go buy a kneazle, you have to learn how to care for them, get a special licence to own one so no." her mother said sternly. She wasn't going to give in.

Elara's eyes teared up.

"But kneazles are cats, and I already know how to take care of one. I can take it to Hogwarts." she argued.

Elara didn't dare stamp her foot or be cheeky to her mother right at that moment. She had to show she was grown up enough to take care of the kneazle.

"We do have some crossbreads," Said a lady who was currently feeding some rats. "They don't need a special licence and are amazing pets, all the best of a regular cat and a kneazle all in one." The lady pointed over to the ugly ginger cat. "He's half kneazle."

Elara looked over at her mother with a pleading look in her eyes.

"You can't even tell he's part kneazle, he looks just like a cat." she said.

"I suppose," her mother said, still looking unsure.

"Do you have anything younger?" Elara asked the lady eagerly,

She would settle for a half kneazle, but she didn't want that one.

"We have some kittens over here," The lady said with a smile.

Elara rushed over to where the kittens were, there were six adorable little fur balls cuddled up together in a large cat bed. One of them pulled away from the group and wandered over to Elara. It had beautiful markings a mixture of white, black and ginger. none of the other kittens had all three colours some where a mixture of two while others were either black or ginger. The kitten also had larger kneazle like ears than the others did.

"This one," she said picking up the small kitten, "is perfect."

"She is unique," the lady said with a smile.

Elara's mother quickly payed for the kitten and bought her food, and other things she would need.

Elara wrapped her arms around her mother in a tight hug.

Thank you so so much Mum," she said, unable to keep the smile from her face. "I promise i'll take care of her real good."

Carina smiled, glad she could make her daughter happy. She just hoped that the cat wouldn't attack her husband. Kneazles didn't like him much.