it was the start of summer term had just ended i was in diagon alley minding my own business & i came across this creature standing in the gutter being rained on shivering & miserable with its tiny teeth chattering it was quite small you see & quite hairy with these big sad eyes
& because ive got a soft heart & often feel sorry for hairy things with sad eyes (ex.: remus lupin) i naturally picked it up & carried it home with me tucked it in my jacket so it could dry off about halfway there it sort of maneuvered itself around & spoke to me in this great deep voice which was somehwat surprising for its small size 'thank you sir' it said it didnt have a name it told me just a type a species it was called a rarey
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not until i met one
it was the start of summer
term had just ended
i was in diagon alley minding my own business
& i came across this creature standing in the gutter being rained on
shivering & miserable with its tiny teeth chattering
it was quite small you see & quite hairy with these big sad eyes
& because ive got a soft heart & often feel sorry for hairy things with sad eyes
(ex.: remus lupin)
i naturally picked it up & carried it home with me
tucked it in my jacket so it could dry off
about halfway there it sort of maneuvered itself around & spoke to me in this great deep voice which was somehwat surprising for its small size
'thank you sir' it said
it didnt have a name it told me just a type
a species
it was called a rarey