THEO
Y/N and I are spending our birthday afternoon at Diagon Alley before hanging out with friends later tonight. Grandma booked us a table at The Leaky Cauldren for 3.30pm, and I figured we could leave early to stop by Ollivanders on the way. Dad gave me a ticket for a new wand, and I took a guess that Y/NM got the same thing because her gift was the same shape, and hasn't questioned my sudden change of plans, so I'm pretty sure it was a good guess.
Inside Ollivanders, Y/N stops by the book stand before we head to have our wands picked out. I go first and the wand that gets chosen for me is made of a dark ebony wood, with twisted vines up the handle. It's about 12 inches, almost the same size as something else I already own.. JOKES! get you minds out of the fucking gutter. Y/N goes next and her wand ends up being made of a lot more of a flexible wood. It's a light honey coloured cherry tree wood, and give or take 10 inches in length. The engravings running up the handle are a much darker colour and adds some depth. I think it matches her perfectly.
On the way to way to The Three Broomsticks Y/N stops to look in the window of Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. We have some extra time and I ask her if she wants to look inside. She smiles, says yes and walks straight for the women's clothes section. She's sorting through a shirt rack before she speaks up.
'New watch?'
'Yeah my gift from Grandma'
'I like it, suits you', she smiles at me before continuing to speak as she moves onto looking through the sweater rack. 'Grandma got me a new muggle book.'
'That sounds nice', I smile at her when she looks at me again.
'Yeah, can't wait to read it', she lifts up a smokey black knitted sweater that reminds me of the colour of Matt's hair, 'I'm gonna try this on.'
'A black one?', she never wears black. Probably entering her emo era or some shit. Maybe it's about time to check back in on her.
'Yeah! May as well buy something I don't already have.'
She tries it on and decides to buy it. At the checkout she pulls out some galleons from an envelope in her back pocket. I try to read what name it says on the front, but can't get a good enough look. The shopkeeper hands her the bag and we continue on our way to The Leaky Cauldron.
'Who was that money from? I couldn't read the name on the envelope'
'Oh, just a friend', she smiles up at me, 'The envelope just said my name anyways, not who it was from.'
'But your name doesn't look like what was on the letter'
'Nickname', she taps her nose and continues walking, 'Enzo get you anything?'
'Yeah, same towel as you'
'Yours said "trust your GUT" as well?'
I can't help but laugh, remembering the meaning behind the phrase, 'No, mine didn't say that', I say inbetween snickers.
'What'd it say?'
'Wouldn't you like to know', I tap my nose, mirroring her action from before. She doesn't need to know anyways, it said something pretty fucking dirty, and I doubt she'd understand to be honest.
Y/N
Once Theo and I got back to Hogwarts we parted ways and went back to our dorms. As much as I hate it, I have to study for DADA. I flick Ced a text and see if he'll come round and help.
"come help with dada?"
"Yeah. Give me five. Cho won't stop talking about the Slytherin party tonight :(", Ugh not that bitch again. Can't wait until the Yule ball's over and done with.
