Amaryllis has always loved animals. Every since she was a little girl. Her first pet was an owl. It was her Mother's owl from when she was a student. The owl was named Athena, after the goddess of wisdom. A nickname my father has given my mother endearinly. When Athena passed from old age her mother got her a pygmy puff named fluffball. She has multiple different pets since then but never a cat. She had a kneazle temporarily but that was only because her father was trying to nurse it back to health after he had found it bitten by a little snake. She'd been asking for a cat for ages and now her parents had finally given her permission to go get a cat to be her companion while at Hogwarts. She approached the pet store with her little sister Azalea next to her. She walked in, looking around at all the animals. "Welcome in! Can I help you girls with anything?" The little old witch behind the counter asked, smiling. "I'm looking for a pet cat. Have you got any?" Azalea wandered off, looking at rats in a cage. "Lis, I want a pet rat!" She sighed. "No, azalea. Mom and dad said we could get a cat. And besides, the owls would eat a rat the first chance the got." Azalea frowned, but didn't push it any further. The witch led us to another room with a few kennels that had cats in them. "You can look around, let me know when you've decided on which one you want!" She looked into one of the kennels. A ginger kitten was sleeping, curled up with its chin on it's tail. I glanced at azalea who was attempting to pet a cat through the cage. "Lea, don't torment the animals!" I gently scolded her. She looked up at me. "I'm not! I just wanna pet him!" I looked at the car she was trying to pet. A sleek black cat was in the cage, peering up at me with narrow green eyes. I smiled at him. "Hello there." She held a hand near the bars but not inside them, letting the car sniff her hand a little bit. "You just told me not to do that!" Azalea frowned, crossing her arms. "I'm not shoving my hand through the cage to pet him! I'm letting him smell me first!" I was too busy talking to azalea and was surprised to feel his head pressed against my hand through the cage. I laughed softly, gently scratching his head. "Find one you like?" A kind voice spoke behind me. I turned to see the old witch looking at me. She smelled of sugar cookies and wore a pretty floral dress. "Yes, this cat is very sweet" the witch grinned. "Yes he is. I call him sweet pea, but you can name him whatever you like." She waved her wand and the cage door opened. The witch let me pick him up and he purred, nuzzling his head against me. "He seems to like you!" The witch remarked, reaching up to pet him slightly. I was only 11, but I was already taller than this old woman. Not by much of course, but enough that is surprised me. She walked me and my sister to the front to pay for him. I handed her the 18 galleons and carried him out of the shop, my mom and dad waiting outside. "Ah! We were just about to walk in to get you. We've finished up our shopping. I see you found yourself a furry friend!" My dad smiled, his round glasses balancing on the bridge of his nose. My mom smiled. "His fur is like onyx." She noted, scratching his ears. "I think that's what I'll call him. Onyx!"

What animal do you wish to purchase? Bewitched Midnight Stalker
What do you want to name it? Onyx
Is this a boy or a girl? Boy
What is your pet's date of birth? October 3, 2024