How Sweet! Pet

It was a lovely morning in Diagon Alley, the streets bustling with its usual activity. Adults were tugged along by their children, who stopped frequently to press their nose against the glass and peer through windows at treats, toys, and broomsticks with various tones of "oohs" and "aahs". Some of those children were inside the Magical Menagerie looking at pets; one of them, a first year Ravenclaw at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was named Yougle Crenshaw.

Yougle had been furiously debating for what seemed like hours, trying to decide which pet in the world she was going to buy, since she was only allowed one pet - ONLY ONE - and there were so many animals here, should she get an owl, since they are actually useful to some extent, or maybe a cat, they could be used for spying...

And she still wasn't completely sure; In fact, she had no idea at all. Walking through the cozy little shop, she had looked at bunnies, cats, owls, and half-crups, in which were all super cute. She skipped the spider, rat, snake, and toad aisles, since there was no way she was going to get any of those, and she wasn't allowed to get a snake either, which was the one pet she was actually considering, how frustrating...

After much debate (and a humongous load of personal reasons), Yougle finally settled (a little regretfully, she still wanted a snake) on the Bewitched Midnight Stalker, leaving aside her judgement on cuteness. Why? Like I said, lots of calculation, deliberating, and secret, personal reasons that Yougle DEFINITELY was not going to tell anyone about...

Yougle Crenshaw walked around the Bewitched Midnight Stalkers, carefully surveying each and every cat. If she was going to spend 18 entire galleons, she was going to spend it wisely, like what a Ravenclaw was supposed to do. No...that one was way too clumsy...but THAT one was too hyperactive...definitely not, since this one was snoring audibly...until she came upon what seemed to be the most regal and elegant of her kind, carefully sitting at the edge of her upside-down box, seeming to detest her 'immature' peers. The Bewitched Midnight Stalker tilted her head, studying Yougle just as she was studying her.

"I'm naming you Vespera," Yougle whispered to the Bewitched Midnight Stalker. The feline purred softly and gracefully leapt off her cardboard box, as if she had been waiting to do that forever, even though she only looked a few months old, why did previous shoppers prefer drooling idiots over masterpieces like me... Yougle walked up the counter, putting 18 galleons on the counter, Vespera silently moving along.

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What animal do you wish to purchase? Bewitched Midnight Stalker
What do you want to name it? Vespera
Is this a boy or a girl? Girl
What is your pet's date of birth? October 21, 2024