PUREBLOODED ── H. Potter [3-5]

𝐘𝟑 .• ₊°✧ 𝐜𝐡. 𝟐

—crookshanks and the gift

  "WHAT ARE YOU DOING MUGGLE STUDIES FOR?" Said Ron to Y/n and Hermione. "Your parents are muggles," he said looking at Y/n, "And you're muggle-born!" He continued, turning to Hermione. "You already know all about muggles!"

  "But it'll be fascinating to study them from the wizarding point of view." Said Hermione earnestly as Y/n nodded.

  "Are you two planning to sleep at all this year?" Asked Harry, while ron sniggered.

  "Nope." Y/n said pooping the 'p'. "Sleeping is for the weak, right 'Mione?" She finished with a grin, nudging Hermione with her elbow. Hermione just ignored all of them.

   "I've still got ten galleons," she said, checking her purse. "It's my birthday in September, and Mum and Dad gave me some money to get myself an early birthday present."

  "How 'bout a nice book?" Said Ron innocently.

  "No, I don't think so." Said Hermione composedly. "I really want an owl. I mean Harry's got Hedwig, Y/n's got Jade, and you've got Errol --"

  "I haven't. Errol's a family owl." Said Ron. All i've got is Scabbers." He pulled his pet rat out of his pocket. "And I want to have him checked over," he added, placing Scabbers on the table in front of them. "I don't think Egypt agreed with him." Scabbers was looking thinner than usual, and there was a definite droop to his whiskers.

  "There's a magical-creature shop just over there." Said Harry, who knew Diagon Alley very well by now. "You can see if they've got anything for Scabbers, and Hermione can get her owl."

  So they paid for their ice-creams and crossed the street to the Magical Menagerie.

  Ron and Hermione walked into the shop. It had a very large variety of animals and creatures. From blast-ended skrewts, to coloured toads, to different cats. Ron walked up to the counter, as Hermione looked around.

  "It's my rat," Said Ron to the witch. "He's been off-colour ever since we got back from Egypt."

◦•●◉✿ Harry's pov ✿◉●•◦

  Me and Y/n waited outside for Hermione and Ron. We just stood there, not really knowing what to say. I was about to compliment her necklace but she spoke first.

"I got you a present for your birthday." She said. "I wanted to give it to you in person. Partly because it's harder for you to lie about liking it, but also because I thought it'd be more meaningful." She finished with a nervous chuckle.

  She digged her hands in her bag and pulled out a cube shaped box wrapped in owl wrapping paper. "I got the paper at a muggle shop around here." She chuckled nervously again. Why is she so nervous? I thought.