+purebloodron | Ron & Astoria | Prank stores and strangers

astoriagreeengrass:

      _{“Aw, they’re adorable.”}

_{Eyes glistened as she looked at the little furballs—-which were exactly what they were with eyes, little noses, and little eyes. Raising her eyebrows, she let out a short laugh. “I would well imagine. I don’t think I would be able to get one. I would probably end up stepping on it.”}

_{She put her finger near the cage and wiggled it to try and get the blue one’s attention. “Hello!” she greeted in a chirpy tone. When it did nothing, her hand came back to her side and a huff of a breath left her nose. “I always feel like I’m bugging them. What it must be like to be small and having giant people stare at you.” She clicked the corner of her mouth and turned to the other.}

_{“Here—-” she shuffled a bow to under her left arm as she held out a right hand. “I’m Astoria. I’m guessing you’re Ron.”}

_{[ KNOW , actually. ]}

           <sub>Ron watched the brunette, amused by her happenings. “Careful, might bite.” Of course, with the way they didn’t seem to be at all attracted to her, she seemed to be in the clear. Perhaps it was the time of the day when they napped. That or they were fairly used to people putting their faces up against the cages all day.

When she turned to him and held out her hand, he blinked. Only took him a moment to reach for hers with his own, offering up a smile at the fact that she seemed to have known who he was; a little bit of fame was still not something to get used to, despite having witnessed large amounts for his best friend. 

                                “Yes, that’s right. How’d you know?
                                              –my hair, isn’t it?”</sub>