a/n: this is SOOO sad omg so please be aware of that! and when i mean said i mean REALLY sad! also, it’s unedited because i couldn’t edit it with so many words
day 10/16: im uploading an imagine a day for the sixteen days leading up to march 29 (my birthday) in honor of my sixteenth birthday!
the first time fred saved y/n
Diagon Alley was crowded, packed with wizards and witches doing last-minute school supplies shopping in preparation for the upcoming Hogwarts year. Y/N was hurried along by her mother, who was attempting to buy the last few forgotten and necessary items: extra quills, a cauldron, and more pots of ink. The shops would be closing soon, and the sky was already starting to darken as the sun began to descend lower and lower into the horizon.
“Can I go to Magical Menagerie?” she asked her mother, pointing to the shop filled with a wide variety of animals. She wanted an owl more than anything - they were cute and functional, carrying letters rather quickly - though her parents thought her not responsible enough for a pet yet at the age of eleven. When you turn twelve, they’d said, and she couldn’t wait for the day.
