Lol uh, I found some random grammatical errors from chapter one and lemme tell you now, there will be tons of them. Me and grammar just don't get along :D Thank you SB- Potterhead Budgie Lover for reviewing btw! Ok now on with the story.
My heart skipped a bit a little when an elegant small figure, at the back of the store, with perfect pose and an aristocratic face that went along with the bleach blonde hair he had looked up from the lady fitting him and said, "Hello."
"Uh hi?" I smacked myself in the head as I answered shakily.
"Hogwarts, too?"
"Yeah"
"My father's next door buying my books and mother's up the street looking at wands," said the boy.
"Uh, I thought the wand chooses the owner. How is your mom going to get you a wand?" I say as I recall back to the conversation I had with Hagrid on the way here.
The boy looked taken aback by the comment but quickly answered, "I don't know, she insisted on it. Anyways, after all this I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don't see why first years can't have their own," he drawled on, "I think I'll bully father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow."
"Uhh cool?"
"Do you have your own broom yet?"
Oh my god what have I gotten myself into and why is he talking about brooms. Thinking of the broom in his closet that he used to clean up the Dursley's place he said, "Yeah."
"Do you play Quidditch?" he said, with a sudden interest.
"Uh no?" said Harry. Wtf is Quidditch? Can you eat it? If not, then I'm not interested, thought Harry as he contemplated if he should make a run for it or not.
"Well I do, father says it's a crime if my house doesn't choose me to play on their team."
"Nice…" said Harry, as he just went along with it, thinking that he hopefully didn't look too fake.
"Do you know what house you'll be sorted into?"
"Am I supposed to?"
"Well I guess not," answered Draco, "but I can guess. I'm going to end up in Slytherin, the best house in Hogwarts. All of my family has been-oh ugh, imagine being in Hufflepuff. I think I would just move to Durmstrang if I do."
"Mhm hmm," said Harry, wondering how dumb he looked right now.
"Oh my, look at that dude outside?"
"Oh what? Oh that's Hagrid, apparently he works at Hogwarts, seems shady to me though. Is all of the staff going to be this big."
"Hopefully not, because if they are, I am seriously moving to Durmstrang. Isn't he like the servant there at the school?"
"He told me he was a gamekeeper."
"Father told me he was a savage, living out in a hut by school grounds and getting drunk, trying to do magic and then accidentally setting fire to his bed."
"Sounds like something he would do."
"How would you know?"
"He's escorting me around this place and helping me buy things."
"Why didn't you come with your parents?"
"My parents are dead."
"Oh well sorry to hear that, were they magical beings?"
"Yeah…"
"What's your surname?"
"Its.."
but he was cut of by Madam Malkins saying, "That's you done, my dear," and Harry waved goodbye to the bleach blonde boy.
"I guess I'll be seeing you in Hogwarts," he drawled.
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Hagrid and I spent the rest of the time going around and buying things for my new school. As I was looking through a books full of curses and jinxes, trying to figure out which one was the best one to use on my cousin, Hagrid asks, "So what's up with you and that book."
"Oh nothing, I'm just trying to figure out which is the best curse to curse my dumbass cousin with."
"Now, now, you won't be doing that for while, first of all, there's a law saying that you are never to do magic in front of a muggle. You're also not allowed to use magic outside of school, so good luck with that. Also, those curses and jinxes you are looking at right now takes lots and lots of practice and study before you get to that level.
We took about 2-3 more hours shopping and finally, all that was left to buy was the wand.
"So this is where most people get wands, even I got my wand from here," Hagrid said as he pointed at the small, crooked store that said "Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C., but before we get your wand, I got you an early birthday present!"
Harry looked at him with wide eyes as Hagrid pulled out a cage from his robes and Harry though, I don't want to know how he even fit it in there. In the cage was a magnificent white owl which was now closely inspecting him with those big eyes. "Wow! Thanks I guess. It's a nice owl, is it a girl or a boy."
"It's a girl," Hagrid said as he smiled at him, obviously happy that Harry liked the present.
"Well then, I'm going to name her Hedwig." The owl nodded at the name, apparently happy with it. "Well then, if that's all, I want to go get a wand now!"
Hagrid however, looked pretty uncomfortable and said, "Uh, you can go in by yourself first, I'll see if they have any new things in the Quidditch section."
Harry looked confused, "Why aren't you coming?"
Hagrid sighed and said, "Uh…well you know, Ollivander and I aren't really on best of terms you know?"
I wonder why he snorted sarcastically in his head and opened the creaky, old door of the store. Inside was an old looking man with creepy silvery eyes. "Well hello there, Mr. Potter."
Eh..it's a little short, sorry, but I'm a lazy human being :D As always, reviews are always welcome and I hoped you enjoyed the story.
(FUN FACT: I used to pronounce Ginny's name with the G actually sounding like a G, not J xD whoops :P)
