"You want to do what?!"
Draco winced at the screech from Ginny's mouth.
"There is no need to shout, I can hear you just fine. Just because you grew up in a family of yellers doesn't mean you should yell in other people's ears."
"Oi!" Ginny punches his arm and he feigns a pained grunt, rubbing the spot. Raising an eyebrow, she glares at him expectantly.
"I said that I want to get her a new familiar. You and Granger punch the same! Don't you know I bruise easily?"
"A new familiar? Do you think that's a good idea?"
Draco looks away and sighs, "I know Crookshanks was special to her and that she has put off getting another familiar but I think that it's time to make some new memories with another. Not to say that she should forget Crookshanks but I think that another familiar will benefit greatly from her love."
Ginny sighs and clasps her hands under her chin.
"Aw! That's so cheesy and romantic. I ought to punch you again."
Draco's initial thoughts of a quick in and out trip to Magical Menagerie was "Magical Menagerie was loud and smelly." And Draco immediately regretted his decision of wearing his nicer robes that day. He closed his eyes and silently cursed to himself, when he stepped onto something soft that squished under the heel of his dragonhide boots. Drawing his wand he scorgifies the bottom of his shoe and approached the Kneazle play area.
Various colored and spotted kittens rough housed or were napping in the sunlit area and Draco observed their play. He had read that if a Kneazles were temperamental but if they felt a affinity with a witch or wizard they would become the most loyal familiar outside of owls. That would explain why Crookshank was aggressive with everyone except for Hermione and her family.
After a few minutes of watching them play a small grey and black spotted kitten approached Draco. She looked up at him with intelligent green eyes and Draco slowly reached out to stroke behind it's long ears down to it's tufted tail. Slowly picking her up, Draco held up her in his arms.
"You, my clever girl, are going to be so happy with your new home. She's very nice and clever like you."
The kitten preened at his words and meowed in agreement. Walking to the front of the store, Draco bought a wicker sleeping bed, food and treats for the kitten's home. He shrunk them down to fit in his pocket and holding the kitten close, he stepped outside the shop walking down the street to Hermione's flat above the bookstore. Draco had been many times before when Hermione invited him to her weekly movie nights with her friends. Entering the side stairs that led up to the flat above, he paused at the landing.
"Well this is your stop, little one. Don't worry she's brilliant."
Taking the supplies from his pocket he enlarges them again placing them on the floor in front of the door and set the kitten down on the bed. Pulling a small notebook from his pocket and a self inking quill, he pens a quick note and places it on the bed. Straightening up he knocks on the door and began walking down the stairs when he heard Hermione's footsteps approaching the door.
"Coming!"
Hermione opened the door and peered outside, her brow furrowed. She was sure she heard someone knocking, maybe it was a mistake? As she was about to close her door, a small meow called her attention. Looking down she sees a grey and black spotted Kneazle kitten staring up at her from a wicker bed.
"Oh, a Kneazle! Hello, little one, where did you come from?"
Hermione looks at all the brand new supplies sitting beside the bed and she slowly reaches out to pet the kitten who butted her hand. Hermione shaky smile spread on her face as she remembered how Crookshanks had did the same thing when she met him so many years ago.
"Oh what's this?" Hermione picks up the note.
I was saddened to find that you were allergic to the flowers I had sent. Please accept my apology. She doesn't have a name yet but knowing you, you've got the perfect name in mind.
Hermione smiles softly and carefully picking the kitten up, she looked into its intelligent green eyes and cooed. Turning around she walked into her flat and closed the door.
