“I’d like two butterbeers please,” Kurumi said standing on her tippy toes to look over the counter at the Leaky Cauldron.

“You got it,” Ryoma said setting his fluffy white cat on the counter.

Kurumi leaned forward to take a closer look at it. It was a live, wasn’t it? It looked more like a cotton ball with eyes than it did a cat. The tiny cat let out a loud squeak and Kurumi clapped her hands. “He’s adorable! He looks like a snowball!”

“Just don’t throw him. He won’t like that,” Ryoma said handing her the two butterbeer glasses.