I pushed open the door to the little shop, very eager to see the animals. There was a ring in the store notifying the rest of the store of my arrival.
The animals started rustling around and making all sort of squawks and meows and caws.

I walked up to the first cage I saw. Inside was a beautiful owl. It had sleek black feathers with white mixed in there. Her eyes where a luminescent yellow which where staring at me curiously. Her head cocked to the side. I crouched down a little to the eye-level of the bird.

"Hello, pretty." I said quietly.
The bird made a small "hoot" in greeting. Then the owl lost interest and looked towards the bowl of food and stared nibbling the worms in the food bowl.

I took care to not step on the animals walking loose on the floor. While focused on not stepping on animals I bumped into a human. My head snapped up.

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry." I said.

"Don't worry," said the human I bumped into, " is that an American accent?" The human asked.

"Oh, yea," I agreed.
The human was a boy, a very tall boy. He looked as old as me, and he had a small owl on his shoulder. His hair was a messy black mop.
His skin was a little dark,kinda earthy.

"Nice to meet you." he said, offering his hand. I shook it.

"You too, my names Jazmine by the way. Jazmine Prewett." I said.

"Prewett? You aren't related to Fabian and Gideon Prewett are you?" He said letting go of my hand

"Not as far as I know, I'm American."
A look of realization washed over his face.

"Right, makes sense. Oh and my name is William, my friends call me Will." He smiled.

"Nice to meet you. Is that an owl?" I asked questioning the bird on his shoulder.

"Nah, it's a miniature hawk." He joked with mock seriousness. I chucked. "Yea its a baby owl. They just hatched a few weeks ago. My aunt runs the store."

"That's really cool, she's really cute." I cooed.

"It's a boy actually," Will corrected.
"HE is cute."

"Boys sent cute, their handsome."

"He. Is. Cute." I said stressing the last word.

In the midst of our banter a tail whisked me in the face.
I turned and I saw the most beautiful creature I've ever seen. I gasped. It was a tiny little ball of white fluff.

"That's a half Burmese kitten, half Peegei. She doesn't have a name yet. She was the smallest of the litter and the mother didn't feed har so we had to bottle feed her. She was separated from her mother a little early so she's more cuddly than a usual cat/Peegei."

"Ehm, what's a Peegei?"

"A Peegei is a cat like creature, but it's smaller and has hair rather than fur. Peegei are also very sneaky and quiet, and they hunt bowtruckles and other small creatures. However they don't eat them, they keep them as pets for like a day or two. That are strictly herbivores." He explained.

"You know a lot," I noted while petting the small fluffy cat. "I feel stupid, but what's a herbi-whatever?"

"You aren't stupid, I grew up with all of this," he comforted, " a herbivore eats plants."

"Will!?" A woman called from further in the store.

"Here, auntie!" He called back carefully grabbing the owl from his shoulder.

A plump woman with a flowery apron and a similar complection to me came from the back of the store.

"You are getting so attached to him." She woman chuckled taking the owl from Wills hand.

When she returned she addressed me.
"Can I help you darling? I bet this one hasn't been any support," she said jokingly, referring to Will.

"He has actually, could I buy this cat?"

"The Peegei Birman? Yes she is for sale. Why don't you carry her over to the counter here."

I carefully lifted the kitten into my cradled arms. I took one arm out and made sure she was secure in my arms. I pet her with my available hand and she purred.

"We got a very big litter this year, you can have her for 2 galleons instead of 4. You can also get all the supplies you need for a galleon." Wills aunt informed when I put the kitten carefully down on the counter.
"Yes that sounds great, thank you."

When I walked out of the store, in one hand I was carrying a pet carrier with the kitten inside. In the other hand I held a bag that had an extension charm and all the supplies I needed to take care of her.

I walked down the busy walkways of diagonally. Past shops that smelled wired, and people that smelled weirder.
I went through the brick arc into the small bar called the leaky cauldron.

"There you are Mrs Prewett, got what you wanted?"

"Yes Mr Tom." I smiled addressing the bartender.

"What do you have there?" He asked

"A cat, do you think Minnie will be pleased?"

The bartender laughed.
"I do. Here's some floo powder, floo home." He instructed.
I held both the bag and the carrier in one hand, and took some powder with the other. I stepped in the fireplace and threw the powder at my feet, and said "McGonagall cottage, Caithness." Green flames engulfed me.

I fell out of the fireplace to my knees on the other side. I crawled over to where I saw the carrier fell. I opened the door and peeped into the opening. She was sitting in the corner, slightly dazed, but fine. I reached in and cupped my hands around her small body and picked her up, taking her out of the cage. I put her down on the floor in front of me.

"Merlin, you're so flufffffy! What should I name you?"

She purred when I pet her head. She was all white except for a small black smudge on her nose that went to between her eyes. She had beautiful sky blue eyes and a smushed face which made her effortlessly adorable.

I scanned the room for the bag I brought home, I saw it over by the fireplace. I reached over but it was too far away. I lay on the floor my arm outstretched and my fingers grazed the paper handle. I was finally able to grab the handle and pull it towards me. I sat up and searched the inside.

I saw what I was looking for and reached in to grab the small glass container. I grasped the container and pulled it out of the bag. The lid was stuck quite tight but I was able to open the jar anyways. I took out one of the small pellets.

"Do you want a treat, kitty?"I offered the treat to the kitten.
She sniffed it and took it from my hand. I heard a shriek from the doorway.

"Hey Minnie!" I said cheerfully to the new arrival.

"Jazmine! What is the meaning of this?"

"This, referring to a specific thing just mentioned." I recited monotonously.

"You went out to buy books." She muttered exasperatedly.

"You can bring cats to hogwarts right? Why wait? I'm being productive Minnie."

She shook her head and sighed again.
"Next time, you get consent from me." She said walking towards me.

"I'm not getting another one." I protested.

"It's my house, what if I didn't want a cat here?" She said sitting down on the floor beside me.

I raised my brow at her.
She ignored me and pet the newest member of the household.

"I can keep her right?"

Minnie chuckled.
"Fine. I can't kick her out."
She sighed and stood up.
"I'll go make some food, you set up everything for the kitten."
As she walked towards the kitchen I heard her mutter,
"She's a handful."

I giggled and leaned down to look the kitten in the eye.
"Did you hear that kitty? I'm a handful!" I whispered excitedly.