Midnight Fur Solo Pet

Charlie walked alongside her father, with arms interlocked as he waved his wand above the brick towards Diagon Alley. She beamed up at him, and felt herself getting excited for the upcoming school year. As the brick fell, he led through the crowd on the road. It was understandably busy, but not too overwhelming to where they can walk without being bumped into.
To her knowledge, they were there to grab a new pair of dragon hide gloves since an Imp decided to steal them from her. It was Charlie's fault, since she left them outside ( though she would never admit it ).

"Aye, 'ere we are."

She threw a puzzled look towards her father, as they were passing Madam Malkin's and directly entering a store with a crated owl in the front. The store smelled similarly to the Owlery at school, but a mixture of other overwhelming scents that she couldn't pinpoint. The realization struck her, and she looked towards him with a beaming smile.

"Am I gettin' a pet?"

"Aye, yer mother 'n I wanted to get this for ya for yer birthday," he gave her a reassuring nod, "since ye'r gunna be in school, we'll let ye pick one early." He threw a wink towards her and she tackled him with a loving hug, quickly looking around and inspecting all of the animals. A collective chatter of hoots and purrs surrounded her and she almost felt overwhelmed. Deciding on a familiar was an important choice, but thankfully they had quite a bit of time.
Charlie always had a thing for cats, familiarizing herself with their calm demeanor and fancied the way they carry themselves. They were relatively easier to take care for, and would be able to walk along with them inside of school. She'd want an animal to cuddle with, hopefully easing her stress while doing her homework.
In the section with the cats, there were a handful with different colors. Some rubbed their back agains t the cage, almost like they were beckoning her to let them out. Charlie would scratch a few with her finger, feeling torn that she couldn't take them all home with her.
After going down farther, she took a look into one of the cages and figured it was empty from the dark space inside. When she went to pass, a paw quickly caught her hand. She looked down, and seen a black cat looking up at her while remaining holding her hand. Charlie bent down, and scratched the ear of the young cat and heard it purr with satisfaction.

"Yeh know how teh hide very well, eh?"

She'd giggle and felt a connection to the cat, then decided it was going to be her choice. As she lifted the crate, she carefully carried it to the counter.

"I'd like this'n please," she'd look towards her father, and then watched as the cat was lifted out of the cage. The woman keeper held onto the cat as she checked the tag on her collar.

"This is a female bewitched midnight stalker, incredibly intelligent." She'd give a good pat on the cats head before handing her to Charlie, "What'll you name her?"

Charlie took a deep breath, she hadn't thought of it before. Though she felt a name stick to her when she stared into the eyes of the cat, giving her a smile.

"Sabrina," she'd nod, "'Er name is Sabrina."