Finally... Pet

Sophia is always expecting her pet owl. Yes, she wants her own owl, but not by every time she needs to write a letter, she had to randomly use one in the owlery for a shared school owl. She believed that no doubt, the owl is the most marvelous and graceful creature in the magical world. She had this thought come to her mind while she was replying to her friend’s first letter, for what she had not yet told the owl where to go, it already flew away with after a while the letter successfully on her friend’s hand.

And here is she! Standing in the Diagon alley super crowd. She has come here only one time before while collecting her school supplies. But it still seems like yesterday. Nothing changed, it's still that crowded but dazzling. The only difference is all shops are now in Christmas decoration, which only makes them dreamier. Sophia walked in the crowd with her eyes super busy that don’t know where to stare. She’s covered in a winter cloak. Scotland’s winter is never easy to go through. She passed Ollivanders, where her magical dream started, Flourish and Blotts, where she got her schoolbook. As she walked in the crowd, her eyes were busy finding the sign “Magical menagerie”.

As she reached the end where it’s near the Gringotts, she finally saw the store she is looking for. It’s not as gorgeous as Sophia had expected, but it was rather better than gorgeous. The whole shop is simple and elegant. A copper oval sign was hung beside the uncomplicated wooden door, written in bold "Magical Menagerie". Sophia can see through the glass window (which is a bit dirty with droppings) that there are many guests. She pushed the wooden door open and caused a loud creak. The many menageries are moving freely in the store. She looked around in a curious way and reached the counter. Where there is an elderly woman standing behind the counter desk with an amiable smile.

“Welcome, Miss!” Said the oldster with a big smile that caused her wrinkle to be more obvious, “Looking for a pet, aren’t you?”“Yes,” Sophia replied back with a grinning smile. “I’m...Looking for an owl.”The shop owner nodded and asked her to follow. She leads Sophia to the owl section, where there are dozens of owls resting on the branches and some are in cages. The shop owner introduces Sophia to the dazzling varieties of owls while Sophia’s eye won’t let go of a snowy-white one. This owl is so glamorous in white, like pure snow on Christmas eve, but not garish. Its soft feathers are thick on its flexible body. It's right now resting in a cage with her eye closed. “Oh, you seem to love this one.”Said the shop owner pointing to the owl. “It’s an arctic owl. They live in the arctic area. Their dense feathers can withstand the cold of the Arctic. She is pretty small, only about 1 year old.” Sophia’s eye twinkled. “Yes...How much does it cost? Hope I bring enough galleons.”“15 galleons, dear. And of course, if you...”“Then I have enough money!” Said Sophia with thrilling emotion. She reached for an exquisite leather wallet and pass the galleon coins to the shop owner. The shop owner reached the cage and give it to Sophia. She tells Sophia some owl-caring tips and give’s Sophia some owl treats. “Here you go, Miss! Remember to give her a beautiful name and took good care of her! Thanks for shopping, looking forward to your next visit!” Sophia waved to the shop owner, and she waved back. Then Sophia heads out with the wallet still in her left hand and the owl cage in her right hand.

“What should I name you, little thing?” Sophia’s eyes looked at the owl as she walked into the crowd back again, her cheeks blushed a little in the cold. The owl seems to wake up and now staring with her great eye at its new owner in curiosity. “I want your initials to be the same as mine, S.” The owl seems to understand and nodded a little. “Look how smart you are! Maybe I should name you after a plant.” Sophia looks forward in ponder. “Oh yes! Sage! It means farsighted and wise. It matches you! Don’t it, Sage?” The owl nodded again as Sophia allowed a big smile on her face and begin to jog with excitedness to leave Diagon alley.