After his meeting with Dean, Terry had gone off to the pet shop down the street from their parents’ flat. On his way there he had run into Luna Lovegood who had apparently been hunting for Nargles with a butterfly net until he arrived. She stopped, though, to help Terry pick something out for Padma. He still wasn’t exactly sure why a pet was warranted, but that was what he wanted to get her, so he had. And he had to admit, his final choice was absolutely adorable. Even he had given in to the cuteness of the fluff ball for a moment. He really hoped that Padma would like it, but after a few more glances into the small box he knew that she would
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Hearing that Terry had something for her only peaked the witch’s curiosity as she continued to write. Padma was not going to quicken her pace per say but she was intrigued by what he had. Her boyfriend had been gone for a while so this could be interesting. That and it would mark an amazing end of her epic essay. And as the quill scratched through the last word, a smile crossed the witch’s face brightly. She put the roll of parchment on the couch to dry and cleared the long section off. It had been a good week since she started that assignment and it was refreshing to finally be free from it. Nothing was worse that being stuck with Terry and a boyfriend and writing instead of being with him. Not to say that anyone else would have been different but Padma preferred the brunette to the other men she knew and maybe some she did not. He did silly things like argue so that she gets sleep and makes sure she is eating right. Little things
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Terry watched Padma from his spot near the entrance, holding the box in both hands. She seemed even more determined to finish her report now that she had a new kind of motivation; no one could resist a mysterious box that was something he knew for a fact. He could tell that she was finishing up by the gleam in her eye. When she finally set down the quill he grinned at her, feeding off of her pleased energy. She stood and walked over to him eagerly, eyes narrowed at the box. He was hoping that she would at least figure out that there was something live in the box; it did have holes poked in the lid after all. The man was surprised that the chinchilla hadn’t made any sounds yet. He hadn’t heard so much as a squeak or a scratch since he and Luna had left the shop
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Padma had, in fact, not noticed the holes in the box. She only knew that is was cardboard and rather large for something simple like a little gift. There was nothing unusual about that in some odd reason- it was Terry and for all she knew he was simply getting her something like a set of books. She would not mind that as long as they had nothing to do with Russia. She was done with that wasteland and everything that archetype had to offer. She tilted her head more as he responded. Hearing that she deserved it was nice to hear- someone appreciated her slaving over the ridiculous assignment. It was worse than the freezing air on the site
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