Little Things | °•Perciver•° [ON HOLD]

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I'm Oliver in this chapter lol.

This is sort of a filler chapter because I needed a way to introduce some pets.

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(I haven't found a word for this chapter yet)

Oliver had just finished his Quidditch practice and was making his way home when he heard whimper coming from behind a dustbin.

"Hello?"

A bark.

Oliver bent down to see a puppy behind the bin; it had a big wound on its side.

"Hey, little guy. Did you get into a fight?", he took out his wand and conjured a blanket to wrap the puppy up in.

"Let's get you fixed up, shall we?", he wrapped the puppy with the blanket, picked it up and headed home.

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Once outside the house, Oliver hid the puppy under his jacket and opened the door. Percy wasn't in the living room, thank Merlin.

If he was showing the puppy to Percy, at least he had to clean it up first.

He went to his room, placed the puppy on the bed (I swear to Urania, this boy has no awareness of germs what so ever, but, to be honest, neither do I), then went over to his bag and grabbed a vile of dittany (He always has some with him because 'You never know what might happen while playing Quidditch').

"This might hurt a bit, bud."

He dropped a bit of dittany on the wound and the dog whimpered slightly.

When he was finished, he picked the puppy up and headed over to the bathroom.

After a lot of rubbing, untangling and splashing when the doggo was finally clean, he casted a spell to dry it's fur, picked it up and headed off to the living room.

As he walked out of the bathroom, Percy greeted him while walking past him. The he turned around, probably having realized that Oliver was holding a puppy.

"Why are you holding a dog?"

"The little guy had a big wound on its side. Couldn't leave it like that."

They stared at each other for a few seconds.

"Can we keep it?"

"Oliver, you do realize there come responsibilities with adopting-"

"Mhm. I know; walks, food, visits to the vet. I can do those things. Please? Just look at this face.", Oliver pouted and extended his arms so that the puppy, which licked his nose, was inches away from Percy's face.

There was silence for a few seconds.

"Fine."

"Yes!-"

"But! On one condition."

"Sure. What?"

"We'll also adopt a cat."