Delta always loved bringing her pigmy puff out on the first day back at hogwarts. It was a welcome introduction to some of the amazing magical creatures that muggleborns had only ever dreamt of, and a great comfort to those first years who had grown up with magic all around them. Sherlock, her purple colored pet, wasn’t as fond of the tradition of being passed around by grubby eleven year old hands, but he was patient up until the moment Delta decided to rescue him from the hoard of kids. She was certain she felt quite similar to her poor little pet, his fur puffed out in stress. It was still a little bit of a shock coming back to school each year after having spent summer in her country home, far away from civilization. 

‘ Your tie is crooked. ‘ 

‘ They actually let the backstage crew out of the building         ?? ‘