kids ran around laughing, tugging their parents along with them and eagerly pointing out any animal they found interesting. the pet store in hogsmeade was crowded today, prior to the reason some first years will need to find their animal. but also because their was a petting zoo event going on. ron, loving animals, dragged harry along with him since he didn’t want to pass up the once in a few years petting zoo opportunity in hogsmeade. and harry being the person he is, he couldn’t bring himself to tell him no.

he followed close behind ron and hermione, both of them occasionally getting excited and rushing over leaving harry behind to pet an animal they found that interested them. and that left him here, standing awkwardly in the middle of the pet store. glancing around, nothing really interested him. not that he didn’t like animals, he just wasn’t sure how he was supposed to ask to pet an animal…

he glanced over, noticing someone who had been holding a snake for people to come up and pet or play with. snakes, he remembered one time he went with his so called ‘family’ and helped a snake escape. what a strange conversation he had.. that was the first sign he had of his parseltongue. not like he knew what it was then.

just as he was going to walk away, he heard the person with the snake make some sort of weird noise. it was familiar. he’s heard that noise before— he’s made that noise before. whipping his head back he stared at you, the snake seemed to be listening to you. was that parseltongue he heard?