Believe that magic works

Atlas hums in thought as he scratches behind the Kneazle’s ear, “well not all of us can be cute and cuddly,” he mocks with a smirk. Atlas nods and says, “Perhaps if said Kneazle were to wander their way over here again and take up home in this chair beside me, I might consider adopting them. I do happen to have quite the menagerie of cats, kneazle, and hybrids of sorts.” Plus one phoenix, two owls, an augurey, a number of jarvey’s, a demiguise, and a niffler, but he didn’t mention those. So what was another pet to him. 

         “I find that a bit hard to believe,” he said furrowing his eyebrows. “If that was the case, wouldn’t this be a common occurrence?” he asked. Normally, Sy wasn’t the type to get upset, but given as he and his roommates had a lot of animals, a random curtain fire was a bit dangerous. Sylas looked at him with slight judgement. “I don’t care if it was you. I would just like a heads up so I can make sure I catch it in time. I was in the middle of a good book.”

         Sylas nodded quickly. “I just was going to ask if you’re going to that come as you are party?” Sy still hadn’t decided if he was going to go but had a feeling that he was going to be encouraged, or rather forced, to go.

“That’s a clever one. I’m going to use that excuse next time my mom gets mad at me for forgetting one of our dinner dates. I’ve been around Atlas too long, mother, I’ve been obliviated just by association,” though it was hilarious listening to him speak further. He’d always been like this, especially when it came to his work, his passion. “Oh yeah, those evil solar mirror THINGS,” she rolled her eyes, “but really, I’m surprised you’ve retained any knowledge with how many times you’ve obliviated that big head of yours.”

“You must think I’m an idiot. Not only are we in a magic only area, but you’re the only one in here apart from myself. And I surely wouldn’t set fire to my own property.” Marilla fixed her eyes on the young man, and her lips set into a thin line. “Now,” she said, her voice sharp, “you’re either going to admit that you did this and pay the damages, or I’ll be forced to take action.” She leaned in slightly, threateningly, “and believe me, you don’t want that.”

"Clever indeed,” Atlas nods. “Cats are some of the most intelligent creatures considering they’re mundane. Whose to say who came first, the kneazle or the cat. Probably the cat, a kneazle would never let itself be diminished to something more domestic, but the cat would certainly evolve to improve itself.” Atlas hums and says, “Given that it doesn’t exactly have a home did you have a particular idea for its placement now?”

Atlas glances down towards the kneazle turning its collar towards him to check and hums, “Property of so and so. Think a pet emporium,” he says eyes flittering up towards his cup of coffee with a splash of fire whiskey. “Think perhaps it just didn’t like being boxed in,” he hums, “might be best to let it be. I’m sure it’ll find a suitable home with someone of at least equal intelligence. If they’re as intelligence as you say.”

Atlas peers down at the creature with is primmed ears and big eyes. He has a few that have taken up shop at his own home. And a few that have bred with his cats and created half breeds. They all wander about, no collar, going as they please from his apartment. Atlas huffs and says, “I may have seen it,” he shrugs petting the creature lightly. “What does the collar say?” Atlas asks.

DEMETRIA PRINCE is a 26 YEAR OLD HALF BLOOD wizard born on AUGUST 8TH. The HETEROSEXUAL CISFEMALE was sorted into the SLYTHERIN house. Their wand is approximately 9 ½ INCHES, is made out of BLACKTHORN, and has a DRAGON HEARTSTRING at its core. They use their LEFT HAND to cast spells. They are currently employed as a QUIDDITCH PLAYER (KEEPER) FOR THE FITCHBURG FINCHES. Thoughts on No-majs: ARE EQUAL TO MAGICAL BEINGS.

ATLAS ZALTZER is a 29 YEAR OLD PUREBLOOD wizard born on MAY 12TH. The HOMOSEXUAL CISMALE was sorted into the HORNED SERPENT house. Their wand is approximately 11 ½ INCHES, is made out of WALNUT, and has a THUNDERBIRD FEATHER at its core. They use BOTH THEIR HANDS to cast spells. They are currently employed as a SPELL INVENTOR. Thoughts on No-majs: IS WARY OF THEM.