A/N: This was my very first fanfiction and after some minor alternations during the process of writing, this is how it ended up to be. Disclaimer: All rights to Harry Potter belong to J.K. Rowling, author and mastermind. All characters you do know recognize belong to me unless stated otherwise.
Please be kind, helpful comments are loved, haters will mentally be sacrificed to the Dementors.
Chapter One: Diagon Alley
Two pair of shoes stopped in front of the old and rotten door that belonged to the Leaky Cauldron.
"So, this is it? This is the famous Leaky Cauldron that everyone has been talking about?"
"Apparently."
The two of them observed the building for another short moment, when a bald man opened the door.
"Well, are the two of you going to stand out there, lurking or are you planning on coming in? The lot of you are scaring away the customers"
"I guess we'd better get inside then" Ashanti said, rolling her eyes.
The two of them followed the bald and rather creepy man inside the Leaky Cauldron.
"Cheeky old man, isn't he?" Kiara asked.
"I'll say" Ashanti agreed, "And in need of a serious haircut"
The two of them laughed it off, seeing as Tom obviously was in no condition to get a haircut, after all, he was bald.
As the two of them followed bald man Tom, Kiara reached into the pocket of her black skinny jeans and pulled out a piece of paper.
"Look at all these stuff, wands, standard book of spells, ingredients, cauldrons, we didn't have to buy these things on Zweinstein.."
"Let me have a look" Ashanti took the piece of paper and scanned it a couple of times, "I am starting to wonder why on earth we had to transfer... and why do we need wands?"
"How else are you going to learn how to use magic, deary?" a red haired woman who happened to pass them on the stairs noted as she overheard their conversation.
"Ehm, how about by channelling your power through hands and eyes? Silent spells and flicks of wrists? You know, wand-less magic?" Kiara said with an arched brow.
The woman laughed as she shook her head, "Dear, foolish girl, you are so new to magic, that is too advanced for any kind of witch or wizard, no one is able to perform silent spells or use magic without a wand, you two have so much to learn"
"Did she just call me foolish?" Kiara asked, keeping her eyes on the unknown but very annoying witch who just seemed to find it more then normal to butt into someone's conversation.
"Come on you two, haven't got all day" Tom called them from the top of the stairs, the man apparently had no idea the two of them were held up by the witch, and kept walking until he ended up by their room without the guests.
"Let's go" Ashanti said and the two of them were off, following the bard until they ended in front of two doors.
"These are your rooms for the night, I take it you will be getting school supplies today and leave for the train tomorrow"
"That's the plan" Ashanti nodded.
He walked back to the stairs, "Then I take this will do fine" after saying that he disappeared.
"Moody little fella"
"Reminded me of uncle Fester"
"Not as funny though"
"Not at all"
After finding their luggage in their rooms, they decided to go down to Diagon Alley to get the accessories that were listed on the list that they had receive with the letter.
They had even received a map of Diagon Alley so they knew exactly where they could buy what they needed, and they were probably the only fifth year students who never been in Diagon Alley before.
"So, what should we get first? Our books, robes, brooms, animals or wands" Ashanti asked.
"Definitely wands! I want to know what's so special about practising magic with a piece of plastic"
"You actually think that they're using those party magician wands?"
Kiara shrugged, "We'll see soon enough..I guess"
They made our way through the crowded streets of the magical boulevard, heading towards Ollivanders.
Ollivanders was a narrow and shabby shop and above the door hang a sign saying 'Ollivander's: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 BC' in peeling gold.
There was only one item on display in the window that was overlooking Diagon Alley, and that was a wand, lying on a faded purple cushion in the rather dusty looking window.
But as the two girls entered the shop, rows of narrow boxes reached the end of the store and the ceiling.
"Can I help you" a sudden voice spoke from behind a pile of boxes after which a man appeared.
Mr. Ollivander was a pale-eyes, white-haired, skinny man with still a rather wise and friendly expression on his face.
"We are looking for wands" Ashanti said, taking another look around.
"Ah! Then you came to the right place" he smiled as he placed the box in his hands on a pile of others.
"Gee, ya think?" Kiara whispered to Ashanti who let out a silent laugh before focussing on the man again.
"Is this your first time looking for a wand?" he asked as he drew open a drawer and pulled out several measuring items.
"It is, actually, so we have no clue what to do"
"Not to worry dear child, I am more then happy to help every first year student find the perfect wand, be it a student from Hogwarts, Beaux-batons, or Durmstrang"
Kiara shook her head, "Oh, but we're not first year students, we were transferred to Hogwarts as fourth year students"
Mr. Ollivander paused and stared at them with a confused frown on his face.
"And yet, you have never bought or used a wand?"
"OK, why is that so surprising to everyone here?" Kiara demanded.
Ashanti shrugged, "Our school taught us magic without attributes. No wands, no brooms, nothing else but ourselves" she, on the other hand, was more patient to explain to the confused and clueless.
"I see, that is curious. Very curious indeed" he then grabbed his measuring tape, "OK, well, let's get this done then. Which is your wand arm?"
Ashanti and Kiara exchanged looks and then held out an arm, Ashanti held out her left and Kiara held out her right, as these are also their writing arms.
Mr. Ollivander rolled out the tape measure and let it measure parts of the arm and body by itself.
"Every wand has a powerful magical core in it. Here in Ollivanders, we use phoenix tail feathers, phoenix tears, unicorn hairs, and heartstrings of dragons. Right, that's enough" he said and the tape measure fell to the ground.
"You try this one, and you, this might be the one for you" he handed both the girls a wand.
He first turned his gaze to Ashanti, "Cypress and Dragon heart string, 11 inches, firm"
Then he turned to Kiara, "and yours is made of Pine, Dragon Heart-string, 11 inches long, nice and stiff"
He took a step back and stared at them, waiting for them to do something but neither of the girls had a clue what they were supposed to do.
"Well go on, give it a wave, see how it works"
The girls, once again, exchanged looks and each of them waved the wand from side to side.
Nothing really interesting happened so he snatched them away and walked back through the rows of boxes, returning with more boxes.
The pile of tried wands rose steadily on the little spindly chair, as the rows of boxes grew smaller and smaller.
It then took a while for him to return back with two very old looking boxes.
"I think this might be the one for you. 10 inches long, made from vine wood with a unicorn heart-string, it is the perfect, strong wand for those who are pure hearted and kind" he told Ashanti.
She nodded as she took the wand, a strange and warm glow appeared upon touching, and gave it the lightest of wave. All the piles of boxes, still stacked or placed on the chair, immediately flew through the shop and onto the ground.
"Oops, sorry about that"
"Not to worry, it happens most of the time when a wand finds its owner", he then turned to Kiara and opened the box he had for her, "And this one might suit you the best, it is made from holly wood, 11 inches, with a phoenix tear core, a powerful one indeed, for the strong minded and strong hearted"
She nodded and upon taking the wand, a weird wind seemed to flow through the tip of the wand to the top of her head as she gave it the slightest of wave.
Instead of all the boxes flying through the room like the last time, a strange light came from the tip of the wand and the glass of the window broke and smashed onto the ground and the display, causing several witches and wizards to take a quick gaze inside.
"Oh my G..- was that supposed to happen?" Kiara asked.
"I think it does, the effect of the slightest of movement of a new wand in the hands of an inexperienced witch or wizard varies, depending on the person and the wand" he explained.
After placing their wands safely in their boxes, they each paid 7 galleons and left the shop.
"That was so weird.. I feel bad for the man that he has to clean up the mess we made" Ashanti said.
"He's a wizard, he can use his own wand to clean it up. But it was so awesome, I think I'm going to like working with wands" Kiara smiled, "So, where to now?"
Ashanti looked at the list, "Well, we still need robes, and a broom, and books"
"Let's go after the books last, I think it's going to be the heaviest to carry" Kiara suggested.
Ashanti nodded and the two of them made their way to the next shop.
After shopping for robes, brooms, and animals, both of them chose an owl, they decided to head towards Flourish and Blotts to get their schoolbooks.
Not only did they have to buy all the books needed for their fourth year, they also had to pick up a few books that were only used in the first year, just so they could have something to fall back on whenever they lost track of how far the other students were.
Flourish and Blotts was a very large store, with shelves that reached the ceiling, with books from the size of a postage stamp, to the size of a paving stone.
It was quite busy, everyone was picking up their books for the new year, which relieved them for not being the only ones to pick up their stuff last minute.
Here and there you could hear some whispers about finding the right books, younger students parents who were fuzzing about the prize, and older students who were just picking up books randomly and switched the covers.
The girls took a look at the list of books they needed, trying to find them in the many many shelves.
After wasting some time looking around themselves, they finally decided to ask someone, who pointed up at the shelves above the stairs to where they could find some of these books they needed.
"So, why did they put all those books up there again?" Ashanti asked as they made their way to the stairs.
"I have no idea, but if I make a mess trying to reach one of the books, I'm not cleaning up"
"Me neither"
As they walked up the stairs, they passed two wizards who accidentally brushed shoulders with them.
Both of them had blond, almost white hair, brushed back, the boy's hair shorter and slightly messier then his father, at least, it was assumed it was his father.
"Watch it!" the boy called as he turned around.
"Watch it yourself" Kiara huffed.
"What?" he growled.
"Draco! Come! We have no time"
The boy stared at both of the girls, growled again and followed his father out of the shop.
"Well, that was.. interesting" Kiara said.
"I know, we've been here for, what? An hour, and we've already made an enemy"
"And school hasn't even started yet. It must be a record" both of them laughed it off and then went searching for their books.
The next morning, the two of them were walking on King's Cross Station, their carts filled with their luggage and cages with their owls.
"So, this letter says that the Hogwarts express leaves at exactly eleven o'clock from platform 9 ¾" Kiara read as they were pushing their carts through the people.
"9 ¾? That's not possible, that doesn't exist, does it?" Ashanti asked confused.
Kiara shrugged, "I haven't got a clue, but I think we just got to keep searching"
After a while of walking around, the two spotted some people, with the same amount of luggage.
They were all waiting in front of the wall between platforms 9 and 10, and with just a count of 3, they ran into the wall and disappeared.
"I'm guess the platform is that way" Kiara said, pointing towards the wall.
"That's where platform 9 ¾ is? I would've said 9 ½, but three quarters?" Ashanti frowned.
"Well, enough debating over a stupid platform, let's get going before we miss our train" Kiara then decides.
The two of them stopped at a distance, count to three and made a run for the wall between platform 9 and platform 10, not sure if they would actually get through it or just crash into the wall and suffer major head injury, not to mention a scene on a crowded station and two scared owls on the loose.
But, fortunately, the last situation didn't happen, the two of them made it safely through the wall and onto the Hogwarts platform.
They disposed of their luggage cart and made their way into the unique train, looking for a free compartment.
"So, this is it, we're going to Hogwarts" Kiara sighed as the two of them fell back onto the chairs of the Hogwarts express.
"School hasn't even started and I'm already beat" Ashanti yawned.
"I know, we never had to do all these things to prepare for Zweinstein.."
"You think that's a good thing or a bad thing?"
Kiara shrugged, "I think we'll just have to see about that when we get there'
As the last of the students made their way into the train, one student stood out to them.
"Hey, Kiara, look at that" she poked her friend and pointed towards the blond haired wizard who they had met the day before at Flourish and Blotts.
"Well, well, well" Draco Malfoy almost smirked as he stepped into the compartment and looked the the two of them.
Draco Malfoy was a tall boy with a rather pale face, and sleek white-blond hair. His cold grey eyes could even turn the sun into a ball of ice, and his voice was filled with ego and superiority with every word he said.
"We meet again" he said, leaning against the side of the door, behind him two boys, bigger then him. One of them had broad shoulders, large feet, small dull eyes, long gorilla arms, and short, bristly hair that reached low on his forehead.
The other was large and very fat, with a thick neck, gorilla-like arms, and wears a pudding bowl-style haircut. And there was a hard-faced girl, with a face that almost seemed to resemble a pug. She had dark, brown hair that reached her chin and big, brown, bulging eyes.
They looked like a very ugly bunch, ready to join the circus even.
"Never seen you at Hogwarts before, I bet the two of you are first years? It must be, you don't seem you know who I am, and everyone knows who I am" he continued.
"My, my, don't you have an ego" Ashanti said, showing no emotion of being impressed or scared.
"Be careful now, don't want to spoil your pretty face once your bubble bursts" Kiara said.
Draco frowned, obviously not catching onto the mocking joke, just like his followers who seemed just as lost by the words that were just spoken.
"What bubble?" he demanded to know.
Kiara looked over to Ashanti who nodded with a smirk and she returned her gaze back to the boy, her eyes fixated above his head.
Not moment later, a weird blue bubble appeared above the young wizards head, floating into thin air.
"Thát bubble" she pointed to the newly created unknown balloon waiting above his head.
Draco, frowning and still confused, turned his head up and just as he was looking right into the blue but yet see through bubble, it exploded, covering his hair and face with a sticky blue goo.
Ashanti and Kiara bursted out laughing while Draco screamed to get the filth off of his face, and his followers clutching onto him, not knowing what happened nor how they should react to it.
"I will get you for this!" Draco called, "you'll see!' with that he scurried away, followed by his minions.
The girls exchanged high fives, while still roaring with laugher as they heard the train signalling that they were departing and the train slowly coming to movement, leaving behind the platform in London, and making its way to Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The story about two strangers who put some kind of filth spell on Draco Malfoy, had spread fast throughout the entire train, as small groups of students kept passing the private compartment of the girls, just to catch a glimpse of the one who did what all wanted to do for so long but feared.
They weren't even halfway the road to the school, or they had already reached celebrity status for being 'the Newlings who got Draco'.
And they didn't mind that they already had a reputation before even entering the school itself, better to have everyone on their toes.
After a while, a woman with a trolley, filled with all kinds of sweets and drinks passed their cabin and opened the door.
"Any sweets, dearies?" the old lady asked who was pushing the trolley around.
The girls took a look at the things on the trolley, all kinds of delicious things were displayed, things they had all secretly brought into Zweinstein several times. Both of them took what they felt like snacking on, and paid the lady, after which she disappeared again.
"So, what's up with all those coloured robes? Did we miss the Power Rangers convention?" Kiara asked, opening a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans and blindly picking one.
"Students are divided in four different houses in here, I guess that's what the colours indicate"
Kiara let out a slow "oh" and then placed the blue coloured bean in her mouth and chewing, praying not to have a disgusting taste.
"Yes! Blueberry! It really is my lucky day" she celebrated and held the box to her friend, "Go one, try it, maybe you'll get a nice one too"
Ashanti looked at the box, closed her eyes and picked a bean without looking.
She placed the bean in her mouth and chewed, her face immediately switching from scared to disgusted.
"What? Which one was it?" Kiara asked as she witnessed her friend twitch in disgust.
"It..ugh.. it was liver"
Kiara roared with laughter as her friend washed down the taste, "Well, I did say it was MY lucky day"
The train was slowing down, and the girls were now looking out of the dark window as they passed Hogsmeade.
They were now wearing the black robes they had bought the day before as someone was calling through the corridors of the train that they had to change into their uniforms.
The vehicle came to a stop and the doors opened as the eldest looking students held the doors, waiting for the younger ones to exit the train.
They opened the door to their compartment just as Draco, who still had some hints of blue goo in his white hair, passed them to get outside and shot them a vengeful gaze.
"I have the feeling he doesn't want to be our friend" Ashanti said, saying it in a mockingly surprised tone of voice.
"Awe, that's so sad" Kiara tried to sound as sad as her friend, but couldn't help to grin with it, "Hey, look at that guy" she then poked her friend and both of them turned to look at a rather familiar looking boy.
"Is that.. who I think it is, that boy..? "
"No, it's the other famous boy... ow!" Kiara rubbed her arm after Ashanti had laid a punch on it for being a little to sarcastic.
"That's Harry Potter" Ashanti then hissed.
"Well, thanks for stating the obvious...ow!" once again, Kiara received a sucker punch on the same spot and was trying to rub the pain away, "Will you stop doing that?"
Harry was reasonably tall and skinny, he had a thin face and knobbly knees. His jet black hair hung untidy, as black glasses framed his brilliant green, almond-shaped eyes.
Beneath his hair you could clearly see the lighting bolt shaped scar on his forehead.
He was accompanied by his two loyal friends, a boy with fiery red hair and a freckled complexion in which lay two bright blue eyes and a long nose. He appeared very tall and lanky, with big hands and big feet.
The other one was a girl with bushy brown hair and brown eyes, she stood a bit smaller compared to the boys.
"Maybe you'll get sorted into his house, if you get lucky" Kiara poked her.
"Fourth year students, gather here!" a voice called and everyone turned around to see a hairy giant waving at all the students. He was about twice as tall as the tallest student there, and five times as wide, wearing an exceptionally large moleskin overcoat.
Most of the students passed them to join the giant, when Kiara was bumped to the side.
She looked up to see the once again smirking Draco Malfoy, giving them one glance before joining the rest of his colour mates to the giant.
Kiara growled, "Ugh! Whatever house I get sorted into, I sure as hell hope it won't be his"
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