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Cole was studying the small balls of fur intently in the hopes of figuring out what colour to get his sister as a starting Hogwarts/Beauxbatons present when he was distracted by another boy joining him by the area. Turning his gaze in the other boy’s direction noting now that he was a few years younger than Cole. Maybe he wasn’t from around here or had never seen a puff before? It was possible. He hadn’t seen an owl until one delivered an issue of the prophet to his father when he was three.
Pulling one hand through his blond hair Cole gestured with the other as he explained. "Those plushy furballs are called pygmy puffs. They are actually rated with XX as beasts by the ministry, but they are pretty much harmless." Most creatures had teeth though so he figured puffs had some too. Leaning over the area fence Cole picked up a very pink furball and started to gently stroke it over the back hearing it starting to hum. Glancing sideways at the other boy again he asked "Are you getting yourself a pygmy puff too? I’m Cole by the way."
Uhh...okay. What did a rating XX mean? Charlie hadn't the slightest clue, but he nodded along anyway like he understood the entire thing. He got the gist of things anyway.
"Pygmy Puffs," he repeated, looking them over a second time.
"Sounds like the kind of name they'd have." They also looked like something he sister might pack around all day long.
He looked back over at the other boy when he asked if Charlie was going to buy one.
"Nah. I don't think so. I'm a dog person, and I've already got one of those," he answered.
"You buying one?" Kind of seemed like he was.
"What do they do? Just sit around or something?" He wondered what made them so magical.
"I'm Charlie. It's good to meet you."
The upcoming first year looked away from the Pygmy Puff selection for good...for now, at least. If they didn't do anything cool, just staring at them all day wouldn't do anything didn't really interest him.