Once upon a time Harry Potter and Ron were bent over a large box.
“I’d rather be bent over someone else’s box right now,” said Ron.
“Hush Ron, now help me get this lid off.”
Together the two of them pried the lid off the box then looked inside. Staring back up at them was a fuzzy bear dressed in shirt and pants. “Hello, I’m Rupert. The one and only,” it said, then it stood and stretched. “Thank you for opening my box. It’s been a while.”
“You’re a talking bear,” said Ron.
“Of course I can talk,” said Rupert.
“You must be magic,” said Harry.
“I’m not magic, but I’ve been told I can work magic before.” Rupert held up his hands and wiggled his fingers.
Just then Hermione walked into the room. “Oh good, my special order is here.”
“Yes I am, and I’m ready to get to work,” said Rupert. “Oh wait a moment, just one more thing.” Rupert reached back inside the box and pulled out a bottle of lotion. “All ready.”
“Right this way please,” said Hermione, and together they walked out the door.
“I guess I better get myself a fuzzy bear costume,” said Ron.