Eight letters

Soul sucker

"Shit" Y/N mumbled as she stared out of the bay window, "Mum it's actually pouring it down"
"What was that? Oh honey it's horrid, you know you don't have to go today, the weasleys don't arrive in the leaky cauldron until Thursday and-" Mrs Y/LN said as she peered through her glasses into their garden.

"Mum quit worrying, I need to be independent and it would be nice to be somewhere with, well... people, Wiltshire countryside is beautiful but... sparse population wise,"

"If you say so darling," she smiled
"Okay here goes nothing let me get my bags an- where's the floo powder?" Y/N said worriedly as she looked around the fireplace searching  for the bag of black powder.

"Oh darling it was moved to your father's office so that you won't run off," The woman chuckled, "Anyway I'm off to the club in a moment so chop chop I don't want to miss you going"

Y/N chuckled to herself as the two walked up the staircase to her room, "don't you ever find it weird that you are from a pure blood family and yet you still mingle with muggles"

"Well," She pursed her lips as she followed her daughter across the corridor , "I do suppose it is odd but there's something so civil and calm about a world without magic,"

"Right," the girl chuckled "because there isn't murder or violence or racism in the muggle world," she said with an air of sarcasm as she opened the door to her room

Ah sarcasm, the bittersweet language of the British in all of its facetiousness and glory.

"You do know how to turn every conversation so morbidly... morbid dont you?" The woman said sternly as she picked up a trunk and Andromeda's owl cage

"I think too much, that's my problem," the h/c hair coloured girl said.

"Are you sure they'll let you take all three animals? You have andromeda the owl Cassiopeia the black cat and Perseus the golden retriever," she mentioned grimly "rather a lot for you don't you think?"

"Mother I tried," Y/N sighed, "They're all too stubborn, it's okay I wrote to hermione and she promised to take care of Cassiopeia occasionally now that she has her own crookshanks." She promised

"Oh how I love alliteration" her mother said flatly as they descend the round split s marble staircase.

Time skip

The girl looked up at the leaky cauldron's sign and took a deep breath before she entered as it let a melodic bell sing while door pushed forward.

"Hiya, what can I do for you love," The bartender shouted over the noise of the bar.

"Oh a room for one please," Y/N said as she dipped her hand into her purse, "I'll pay you handsomely for catering for these guys" she said as she cocked her head downwards to the puppy who was yipping on the floor and the cat who was in her arms. The bartender tilted his head to see the owl fluttering in an air of disarray in the cage behind her.

"Well," he said, "we are an inn so I guess it is customary, no extra payment needed, just the twelve galleons for the room for tonight?"

"Oh three nights please,"

"Thirty then, special discount" he said pleased as the girl handed over the money and he returned with the key, "number six, first floor, right corridor,"

"Thank you sir," she nodded and headed up.

As she walked down the corridor, a door suddenly flung open and into her face nearly sending her flying.