I recently got into the Hogwarts Mystery app and got a burst of inspiration to write this story. Whoops, time balance this fanfic with like 4 others plus college work. Hype. I hope y'all enjoy, let me know what you think!
Fallon Kelly stared blankly at the crowded shopping district in front of her. A sad smile on her lips. This occasion was supposed to be one filled with joy, after all, she was finally getting her Hogwarts supplies. A thing that was generally a time of celebration for young wizards and witches.
Yet as she stood in Diagon Alley all she wanted to do was hide in the darkest of corners and cry. The last time she was here, she was only four years old and she was with her parents and older brother. Now she was back, only ten years old and all alone with nothing but broken promises.
It felt like it was just a couple of months ago when her brother got expelled from Hogwarts and his wand snapped for investigating the rumored Cursed Vaults. It was just insult to injury when he ran away from home and disappeared from the rest of the world without a trace.
She didn't even know what made the whole situation worst. The fact he left them, the family who loved him unconditionally, without saying goodbye or the fact he did it before her birthday. He promised her that he was going to bring her to Diagon Alley and help her pick out everything. Teach her how to fly a broom.
Fallon felt her face getting wet as tears escaped her eyes.
"Hey are you okay?" a girl said, bringing Fallon out of her thoughts. Her blue eyes met warm brown eyes. In front of her stood a girl who was slightly shorter than herself. Her brown skin was several shades lighter than her straight black hair.
"Uh," Fallon sniffled, "Yeah, I'm good." The girl threw her a skeptical look before dropping the subject.
"My name is Rowan Khanna. Getting your supplies for Hogwarts as well?" she spoke rapidly, her looks drooping a bit before she lightly pushed them back into place.
"Yeah, it is my first year. I haven't been here in years and there is so much stuff to get. I have like no clue where to even start." Fallon was relieved at the change of conversation.
"Oh, that is understandable. I would head to Flourish and Blotts then go get your wand at Ollivanders. Hey, do you think buying a scarf would make me look more intelligent?"
Fallon gave Rowan the first genuine smile since her brother left. "Thank you for the advice Rowan. And, I think a scarf will give off an intelligent aura." The dark haired girl grinned at her and nodded before heading towards the clothing shop leaving Fallon alone once again.
The kindness of the girl surprised Fallon and filled her with hope. Maybe everything won't be that awful.
Getting her books at Flourish and Blotts took longer than she would have thought, given the messy piles of books she had to search through. Thankfully she managed to save some galleons due to the fact she kept some of her brother's old textbooks.
She then walked over to Ollivanders and opened the creaky door. Fallon couldn't help but let out a large sneeze as she entered the dusty shop. The bell rang loudly causing the older man to look up. His white hair was in wild curls and his glasses made his eyes look wide like the moon.
"Ah Fallon Kelly, I was wondering when you were arriving. It wasn't so long ago when your brother arrived at my shop."
Fallon couldn't help but flinch at the mention of her brother coming from the strange man's mouth.
"You knew my brother?" she couldn't help but ask, walking towards the counter. The man, who she figured must be Mr. Ollivander, nodded his head.
"Ah yes, I remember every customer who had walked through my door. Your mother included. Now what is your wand hand?"
Fallon slightly raised her right hand making Ollivander nod his head thoughtfully. He moved towards the back of the shop allowing Fallon to observe the many wand boxes that covered the walls. When he came back, he was carrying several wand boxes.
"Let's start shall we?" he said as he pulled out a reddish brown wand. "Maple, phoenix feather, 12 inches."
Fallon slowly grabbed the wand and gave it a flick. Once she did that the papers on the counter fly up and scattered everywhere. Mr. Ollivander quickly removed the wand from her hand shaking his head.
He handed her the next one. "Holly, phoenix feather, 11 inches long."
Fallon gripped the wand, only to have it suddenly ripped out of her hand. "No, no, that one won't do."
She sighed as Ollivander placed the holly wand away. "Much trickier than your brother I see," he mused, making Fallon stiffen. "Such a pity about him. Heard he got expelled."
Fallon could feel her jaw tighten. "Yeah, but I'm not him and I will find out what happened to him. He is innocent, he has to be," Fallon snapped. Mr. Ollivander gave her a long look before nodding his head thoughtfully.
"Interesting. I think I have an idea," he muttered before heading towards the wall of wands. He reached up and pulled out one of the boxes before making his way back.
"Hornbeam, dragon heartstring, 11 inches."
When Fallon grabbed the wand, a warm feeling grew over her. Her eyes widening in surprise. When she heard Ollivander clapping, she turned towards him. Her glasses almost flying off her face.
"Ah yes, hornbeam. A very passionate wand. Very good for adapting to its owner's magic style. In fact, my wand is made from hornbeam as well."
Fallon nodded her head at the description and handed him the seven galleons before leaving the store.
She walked aimlessly for a bit, the reality of going to Hogwarts truly hitting her before she stumbled into a familiar face.
"Oh sorry Rowen, I was lost in thought," her eyes trailed to the Indian girl's neck seeing an interesting pattern scarf wrapped around her neck, "Nice scarf, looking smarter already." Rowena gave her a smile, obviously pleased by the compliment.
"Oh you got all your stuff! That's good. Oh is that hornbeam?" she gestured to Fallon's wand. Fallon nodded. "Yeah, it is. How did you know?"
"I grew up on a wand farm. My parents make wands and brooms. I sometimes help out but usually I'm busy reading," she explained, "You said you're a first year as well right? Are you excited as I am to go to Hogwarts?"
Fallon looked down, a pit of dread grew in her stomach. Out of all the subjects that the girl switched too "Ah not really," she admitted.
Rowena frowned, "Why not? Oh god, I totally forgot to ask for your name. I'm sorry, I'm not used to having friends."
Fallon blinked at her, "Friends? It's okay. My name is Fallon Kelly."
Rowena gaped at her, her eyes widening in understanding. "Ohhh. I remember reading about your brother in the Daily Prophet, how he went mad and got expelled."
Fallon flinched, "Yeah, Jacob. That is part of the reason why my parents aren't here as well. Well, it isn't like they are big on the whole magic community but any progress they made with Jacob is completely gone."
"I'm sorry to hear that. Hey, since we are friends. If I hear anyone talking about your brother, what do you want me to do? If ya want I can take them muggle style."
She smiled at the mention of friends. It wasn't even the first day at Hogwarts and she already made a friend. "Thank you Rowan, but I can handle it. Though it is nice to know I have someone watching my back."
Rowan nodded, "Okay Fallon. I need to go meet up with my mum and dad now. But promise me that we will sit next to each other on the train yeah?"
"Of course Rowan. I can't wait!" Fallon laughed and Rowan gave her a tight hug before rushing off to find her parents.
Fallon couldn't stop the grin on her face. For the first time this month she was excited to go to Hogwarts.