Closed Friendships that start with ice cream are always sweet

"I can't say I know much about houses. But from what my mother told me, I'd either be Gryffindor or Ravenclaw.

She couldn't help chuckling when he saw Oliver smacking his nose with ice cream. Perhaps she had succeeded in making friends.

"Well, if you could change any part of your look you want, what would it be?"

Pandora wasn't quite sure. So he looked at the bowl of ice cream that was almost finished. She didn't realize how fast time passed. Time flies fast when you had fun.

"Well, you are in a fantasy series, which character would you be?"

Maybe he talked too much. She looked at his last remaining ice cream. She was determined to finish. She took a scoop of his ice cream. When will her mother come? She was expected to arrive soon, but she wasn't sure she wanted to go.

"What's your blood status?"

Her father may have been a muggle, but she had spent his time listening to Hogwarts memories that her mother told her as fairy tales.

"What kind of books do you like to read?"

Grabs the last scoop of ice cream and finishes it. The sweet crisis was over. She looked out the window and saw her mother waiting for her. She got up and took one last look at her friends.

"My mother is here. I have to go, I hope we can meet at Hogwarts."

Before Pandora went out, she didn't forget to smile and wave at both of them. I think she had his first memory ready to tell her siblings.