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Y/N had been acting suspicious all day, dodging Mattheo's questions and sneaking around Hogwarts like she had a secret mission. And Mattheo, for all his cunning, couldn't figure out what the hell she was up to.

It wasn't until later that night, when he walked into their dorm and saw Y/N kneeling on the floor, grinning like a kid on Christmas morning, that he realized what was going on.

At her feet sat a fluffy ball of energy—a blue merle Australian Shepherd puppy, its bright blue eyes staring up at him with boundless excitement. The second Mattheo stepped inside, the pup sprang to its feet and bolted toward him, skidding across the floor and slamming right into his legs.

"What the—" Mattheo barely caught himself before he toppled over. "Y/N, what did you do?"

"I got us a dog," she said innocently, scratching the pup behind the ears. "Surprise!"

Mattheo blinked, completely thrown off. "How the hell did you even get a dog into Hogwarts?"

Y/N smirked. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

Mattheo ran a hand through his curls, staring down at the tiny creature now chewing on his shoelaces. He wasn't much of an animal person—unless you counted the Basilisk—but damn it, this one was cute.

The puppy gave a tiny bark and wagged its tail, its fluffy butt wiggling excitedly.

Y/N bit her lip. "You don't hate it, do you?"

Mattheo sighed, shaking his head. "No, I don't hate it." He crouched down, letting the pup jump into his lap and lick his face. "This little shit actually likes me."

Y/N beamed. "Of course he does. He's ours now."

Mattheo looked up at her, a small smile tugging at his lips. "What are we calling him?"

Y/N thought for a moment before grinning. "Grim Junior."

Mattheo groaned. "You're obsessed with that damn Basilisk."

"He's part of the family," she defended. "And so is Grim Jr. now."

Mattheo rolled his eyes but pulled Y/N closer, wrapping an arm around her as the pup curled up between them. He had to admit—it was kind of nice.

Even if Grim Junior had already started chewing on his sleeve.

Y/N had been acting suspicious all day, dodging Mattheo's questions and sneaking around Hogwarts like she had a secret mission. And Mattheo, for all his cunning, couldn't figure out what the hell she was up to.

It wasn't until later that night, when he walked into their dorm and saw Y/N kneeling on the floor, grinning like a kid on Christmas morning, that he realized what was going on.

At her feet sat a fluffy ball of energy—a blue merle Australian Shepherd puppy, its bright blue eyes staring up at him with boundless excitement. The second Mattheo stepped inside, the pup sprang to its feet and bolted toward him, skidding across the floor and slamming right into his legs.

"What the—" Mattheo barely caught himself before he toppled over. "Y/N, what did you do?"

"I got us a dog," she said innocently, scratching the pup behind the ears. "Surprise!"

Mattheo blinked, completely thrown off. "How the hell did you even get a dog into Hogwarts?"

Y/N smirked. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

Mattheo ran a hand through his curls, staring down at the tiny creature now chewing on his shoelaces. He wasn't much of an animal person—unless you counted the Basilisk—but damn it, this one was cute.

The puppy gave a tiny bark and wagged its tail, its fluffy butt wiggling excitedly.

Y/N bit her lip. "You don't hate it, do you?"

Mattheo sighed, shaking his head. "No, I don't hate it." He crouched down, letting the pup jump into his lap and lick his face. "This little shit actually likes me."

Y/N beamed. "Of course he does. He's ours now."

Mattheo looked up at her, a small smile tugging at his lips. "What are we calling him?"

Y/N thought for a moment before grinning. "Grim Junior."

Mattheo groaned. "You're obsessed with that damn Basilisk."

"He's part of the family," she defended. "And so is Grim Jr. now."

Mattheo rolled his eyes but pulled Y/N closer, wrapping an arm around her as the pup curled up between them. He had to admit—it was kind of nice.

Even if Grim Junior had already started chewing on his sleeve.