Turning her head Beth gave Stella a kind smile, ”don’t worry about it…I mean, Diagon Alley is relatively safe” – safer than the Inferi attack they’d all thwarted back at Hogwarts before the end of term. ”Stella – cool, I like the name…I’m Anabeth but everyone calls me Beth” except not everyone called her Beth some people called her a strange collection of nicknames that even she had stopped keeping track of.

”sorry if Pancake, uh…licks it’s a pygmypuff trait” she shrugged as she handed the little fuzzball over. She didn’t of course, tell her that a Gryffindor classmate of hers had given Pancake to her or that she’d named him according to the food that friend had made for her. That was for later.

When she knew Stella better…and when she felt like talking about Dusty.