the hogwarts pets ✧ · Y/n story by @aria

The Slytherin common room is quiet on a Sunday afternoon. The greenish light from the lake filters through the high, narrow windows, casting rippling shadows on the stone floor. The air is cool, smelling faintly of damp earth and old parchment. Most students are in Hogsmeade, or tucked away in the library, or out on the grounds enjoying the crisp autumn air.

Mattheo’s cat, Jinx

a rumbling purr The one with the loud boots is gone. The quiet is nice.

Theodore’s rat, Nibbles

a high-pitched squeak He dropped a biscuit crumb earlier. It was stale.

Lorenzo’s toad, Gloop

a deep, croaking ribbit The stone is cold. This is better.

You don’t answer them aloud, just give Jinx a slow scratch behind the ears. He pushes his head into your hand. Athena, the white owl, hoots softly, a question about the weather outside. Echo, the brown owl, clicks his beak in agreement.