friends, never ememies ; NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM

TWENTY

LEAKY CAULDRON, LONDON.

"That books a bloody nightmare," y/n mumbled, ripping her now torn Weasley jumper sleeve away from the care of magical creatures book with a red belt to hold it in place. with a loud huff and shoving the book at the bottom of the rest of her next term set of books. Tying her shoelaces together, she left her room with her key. she bashed against the door opposite her room room seeing him still asleep. 

"Wake up Hazzard!" She yelled. "We going back to Hogwarts today!" She said, a cleaner walking past with a broom sweeping dust under the rug, lazily, marching away as Harry finally left his room, wearing a light blue shirt, zip up jacket and Dudleys baggy jeans alongside his black combat boots, his hair not touched, y/n ruffled his hair to make it more tidy since the boy never bothered with his hair until a ginger cat chased after a garden rat.

They followed after the two pets and headed downstairs. Two voices so familiar to them that it caused a quick curl at thei lips, not to mention a small sigh.

"I'm warning you Hermione, keep that bloody thing away from Scabbers!" Ron spoke, holding his pet rat Scabbers with both hands against his chest. His hair had grown out at the sides and he wore an amber striped shirt underneath his brown jacket with pale brown jeans.

"It's a cat Ronald, it's in its nature,"  Hermione argued back, her bushy brown hair cut a little shorter. And wore blue jeans along with a grey jumper with pink, purple and blue lines running across it. Ron looked past Hermiones mane of hair and spotted the twins standing at the banister.

"Harry! Y/n!" He said and a smirk crept on his face, Hermione quickly turned around holding a ginger cat with yellow eyes and a squashed face.

"Harry! Y/n!" She echoed and they smiled up at them, they ran down the steps and sat at the long table down in the leaky cauldron. Y/n sat eating her cereal and washing it down with pumpkin juice, Ron and Hermione bickering in her ear.

"-did you know the Egyptians used to worships cats?" Hermione asked her pet tangled in her arms sitting next to y/n with Harry and Ron sitting opposite them.

"Yeah, along with a dungbettle," he argued back as the ginger twins entered the room.

"Haven't been showing people again have you Ron?" Fred Weasley said, his hair almost reaching his shoulders and the two wore a pale brown jacket a blue triplet tops along with blue jeans.

"No I haven't," Ron replied, Fred snatched the paper, and y/n got up from her seat.

"No not a soul," George answered, the blonde girl rushed over to where Fred stood, snatching the news paper article.

 Y/n held onto his shoulder and moved his body gently away from the rest of the group, she held up her left hand, she held in a breath before turning over her hand one time, then exhaling, flipping her hand over once more to reveal her hand was no longer flesh but a dogs paw, covered in black fur.

"Merlins beard y/n!" He whisper yelled and turned to her. "You're an animagi?" He asked and she nodded happily.

"I wanted to tell you in person rather than through the letter," y/n announced, Fred looking completely shell shocked by the black fur cascading up her arm and the transformation of her hand morphing into a small paw.