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August 18th
"Well there it is The Leaky Cauldron…." I thought to myself as I stood in front of the dark tavern that was the portal to my future.
My parents were a good fifty feet from me mumbling under their breath to one another with a panicked look on their faces, it had taken me all day to convince them to take me to London (actually I had threatened to hitchhike, which scared them more then the thought of my being a witch) .
I took and a deep breath and pushed open the door I barely heard the bells tingle as the door shut (or I would have noticed they were actually little metal dragons that chimed when the door closed) behind me as I walked to the bar. There was an ancient man standing behind the counter drying a glass. I paused and looked over my shoulder to see where my parents had gotten off to they weren't inside so I assumed they had gotten a phone call or they were arguing again. I sighed and turned back to the bar.
The man there was staring at me with watery blue eyes and as I realized he wasn't holding the glass at all It was hanging in midair and a rag was wiping the inside. I stood there with my mouth open for a moment.
The man chuckled warmly and said "Ahh you must be a new which, first year at Hogwarts eh?" I stared at him blankly, stunned as I was quickly noticing all the things that were wrong in my new surroundings: there was a rag whipping down the bar by itself, an older woman sitting at the far end of the bar wearing a hat with a stuffed vulture on it that was talking! to the boy with her. The mirror behind the bar was showing the front of the man facing me and the fronts of the people at the table just in front of the bar with their backs to it.
"My name is Tom and I'll take you into the alley, but first my lady you might want to collect your parents I'm sure they're worrying after you" he said interrupting my amazed and terrified thoughts. My mind snapped back to reality as I thought about what he said "But sir they were…." where were they I thought as I looked over my shoulder at the window outside I could see my parents they were both arguing and had pained looks on their faces. "They cannot see the bar my lady.." he said and smiled widely revealing an absolute lack of teethe. (Later I would laugh when I realized the lack of teethe never impeded his speech.)
He walked me outside and we gathered my parents, Tom explained to my parents about Hogwarts as we walked through the tavern and out to back patio where he pulled out a stick from is apron and tapped the wall and as we watched a doorway appeared in the solid stone. My parents and I both gasped at the street we saw before us, as Tom directed us to Gringots left us at the portal.
"Oh my god this place is amazing I never dreamed there were witches and wizards, much less a community of them right here in London "I thought as we walked in silence through the streets of Diagon Alley. My parents were warming up to the idea of my being a witch though they were still extremely surprised the friendliness of the people and their willingness to help us was slowly winning them over.
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As the earliest rays of the sun filtered through the blue stained glass into a sprawling manor a young boy paced back and forth in the foyer awaiting his parents
It's the eighteenth……… It's the eighteenth mother said today would be important ……….. Psychics…… I hate psychics why do I have to see this woman.
"Draco you're up early…" her voice was like a harp soft and gentle, sometimes.
"We're not leaving for another few hours, are you nervous?"
Narcissa giggled slightly at her son he had always been the spitting image of his father in likeness and in manner but there was a slight difference for all the rumors and tragedies in his life her husband had away favored daylight Draco simply didn't from infancy he had preferred the darkness it had been almost impossible to get him to sleep especially if it had been a full moon like last night …. He was born on a full moon …
"Were you up all night again Draco darling." she said
Of course I was, I never sleep during a full moon I can't she knows that why is she being so polite…
"No mother I slept a little," I lied smiling at my mother hoping she would let it go.
It had always been a point of contention between him and his family.
"And no I'm not nervous I just woke up early." He added as a side note
I'm not nervous I just hate going to see this woman she may not have read me but something bad always seems to happen when she reads one them it can't help me … It can't hurt me they wouldn't let her do that …… would they.
"It's not going to hurt darling" my mother said as if she'd read my mind, she was good at that. Sometimes I thought she could read my mind and other time she was completely clueless.
"you've got nothing to worry about, its tradition in my family you know that just like the potion on your eleventh birthday and the Bondage ceremony you'll take when you're a thirteen darling. Trust me it won't be bad I consult her a lot and without her you wouldn't have survived … and don't you forget it."
She said that a lot and don't you forget it. Like they would ever let me forget anything.
A few hours passed I sat and feigned studying a book on nonverbal spells, one I had read dozens of times and almost memorized
She sat opposite me and watched me it was her favorite past time …..
So when the grandfather clock struck 8 it was no surprise that I was anxious to get away from my mother I would be so happy to be at Hogwarts they couldn't watch me there.
what did they expect to see do they think I'm going to burst into flame if they looked away?.
My father came down and we all walked to the fire in silence pretty much thinking the same thing.
"What would Clarissa Say?"
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The smell of incense hit him as he came through the fire with his mother as they paused and waited for his father.
Across the room an ancient women sat at table dealing
Playing cards what the hell is she doing with playing cards
"Sit Draco" I'm not a dog ….
"I never said you were just sit I know you don't want to be here and we will get this done quickly"
She said irritably, I always forgot she could read minds I don't know why. As I sat down, she grabbed my hands and her 6 inch nails sank into my sleeve.
She closed her eyes and began to hum
She is humming….. She never does that with mother or father why is she smiling she shouldn't be smiling she hates my family she thinks we're horrible people murderers she calls them and…
"Ha ha hmmmmm oh Draco you blessed child today you will run into a bush with purple flowers muggle banking and two of your greatest friends inside a gold galeon"
WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN