I'm backkkk! Onto the story.
"Harry!" the bushy haired brunette flung her arms around Harry, without sparing a second glance at me.
I took this opportunity to slip away and find my sister. I wandered around the crowded streets and finally spotted a head of long fire-engine red hair.
I snuck behind Ginny and grabbed her arm and walked into the masses of people.
"What do you want? Mom is so mad at you. You're going to be in so much trouble." Ginny chastised me.
"And that is why I need my dear twin sister to leave the country with me."
She stared at me open-mouthed with wide eyes full of shock. Then she noticed my blatant smirk and laughed nervously.
"I don't have any good excuses, just so you know. Ask George or Fred or something."
"No, I don't need an excuse, I'll just tell mom the truth. But I need you to be my knight in shining armor and defend me."
"What does knight in shining armor mean?"
"I don't know, it's a muggle phrase I heard someone say."
"Okay, fine. I'll come to your rescue, but you owe me."
"Done, I'm your damsel in distress."
"Huh?"
"Another phrase."
"Okay then."
We walked over to our brothers and dad who had found Harry and Hermione while Ginny and I were talking.
"Jill, Ginny! Your mother is looking for you Ginny, where did you run off to? And Jill, I won't even start with you, your mother will have quite a few things to say to you."
I nodded solemnly like I was scared and glanced at Ginny. She rolled her eyes at me but pursed her lips like she was trying not to smile. In that second, the ferocious Molly Weasley started striding over to us.
"Mom! We were all looking for you! Where did you run off to?" I asked my mom.
My brothers, Ginny, and Harry grinned, all except Percy of course, but mom's attention was fixed on solely me.
"Jilliana Brianna Weasley! You ae in so much trouble young lady! I cannot believe you went to Knockturn Alley!"
"But mom, I did it to get Harry! He couldn't have possibly known where he was and how he got there. I only did it to help him."
"I don't care, we are your parents that is our job, not yours!"
Ginny came to my defense, "But mom, dad wasn't even there, and you probably wouldn't have went to Knockturn Alley yourself, and made dad or someone do it, and something could have happened to him in the meantime."
"Fine, Jilliana you're not allowed to fly until you go to Hogwarts, and if I find out you've been conspiring with Fred and George, there are no words to express how mad I will be at you."
"Okay mom, I'm sorry."
Mom turned away and started walking towards Flourish and Blotts and dad rushed to catch up.
I turned to Ginny and whispered, "If there are no words to express how mad she will be, then I wont really be getting in much trouble, will I?"
She giggled and those little laughs turned to full-blown guffaws at my smile.
We walked up to Flourish and Blotts and strutted purposefully into the book store. There was a huge line leading to the front of the store, and we all fell into place in the line.
"Harry why don't you…"
Mom never finished her sentence because dashing Gilderoy Lockhart looked up and noticed the boy who lived.
"It can't be Harry Potter?" the supposedly swoon-worthy mad said.
Lockhart jumped forward, grabbed Harry's arm and positioned Harry next to him and said, "Nice big smile, Harry. Together, you and I are worth the front page."
I looked up and noticed the blonde boy from Borgin and Burkes. He scowled down at Harry and then looked around and caught my eye. He stared, and I stared back, neither of us backing down from a challenge. Just then, a man came up behind the blonde and put a stick on his shoulder. The man steered the boy away, breaking our eye contact. I didn't know about him, but he had met my eye, something had sparked to life. I wondered what it was, when Harry bumped into me. Apparently, Lockhart was finally done with his giant white smile with Harry, and now was just doing it alone.
"Alright, Harry, why don't you just give me those and I'll get them signed for you." Mom said to Harry.
"Thanks, Mrs. Weasley."
All of us except Hermione, Ron, Percy, mom, and dad stepped out of line and made our way to the front of the store.
"Bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter?" the blonde boy was back, and sneering away.
Harry straightened his back and attempted to look down at the taller boy.
"Famous Harry Potter, can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page."
Suddenly, I realized who this blonde duo was. They were Lucius and Draco Malfoy. Our families absolutely despised each other. We couldn't have been more different.
"Leave him alone, he didn't want all that!" said Ginny. Wow, she had actually, finally addressed him.
"Potter, you've got yourself a girlfriend!" drawled Malfoy. Ginny blushed, and I laughed lightly.
Everyone turned to look at me and I shrugged and smiled at them.
I smirked up at George and whispered, "Ginny, Harry, dating, sixteen. 30 galleons."
George said, "You're on, I think fifteen. Where will you get that money?"
"I won't need to, because you'll be getting it for me." I said smugly.
Just then Hermione and Ron walked up behind us and noticed the Malfoys.
"Oh, it's you, bet you're surprised to see Harry here, eh?" Ron asked.
"Not as surprised as I am to see you in a shop, Weasley," retorted Malfoy. "I suppose your parents will go hungry for a month to pay for all those."
"Ron!" dad came up behind us. "What are you doing? It's too crowded in here, let's go outside."
"Well, well, well—Arthur Weasley."
It was Lucius Malfoy. His hand was resting on Draco's shoulder now, and he was sneering in just the same way.
"Lucius," said Mr. Weasley, nodding coldly.
"Busy time at the Ministry, I hear. All those raids… I hope they're paying you overtime?"
He reached into Ginny's cauldron and extracted, from amid the glossy Lockhart books, a very old, very battered copy of A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration.
"Obviously not," Mr. Malfoy said. "Dear me, what's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?"
Dad reddened. Surprisingly more than either Ron or Ginny.
"We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy," Dad said.
Yes, you go show him who's boss.
"Clearly," said Mr. Malfoy, his pale eyes straying to Hermione's parents, who were watching apprehensively. "The company you keep, Weasley… and I thought your family could sink no lower—"
A thud resounded, and suddenly my caldron was flung from my hands as dad lunged at Lucius Malfoy.
"Yes, get him dad!" I think that was Fred.
Mom shrieked, an assistant shouted, and suddenly the fight was broken up. The only evidence of it was my cauldron with the books in it strewn across the floor, dad's split lip, and Malfoy's black eye. I bent to pick up my books, and once they were all placed inside, Lucius stuffed my copy of the Transfiguration book back into my cauldron.
I tuned out the rest of world when Draco caught my gaze, and yet again, was turned away by his dad.
Everyone quieted after a while, and it was finally time for my favorite part of the day. Wand choosing.
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Everyone went their separate ways after the fiasco in the bookstore, and so mom, Ginny, and I had some peace when we went to get robes and wands. The two of us were beyond excited that we would both be two of the few people of our siblings who got new wands. It wasn't that our parents didn't want to buy them, it was just the matter of affording them. I felt a little bad, but honestly, I was getting girl robes. That was amazing, and much more than what I could ask for.
The three of us first went to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions and got fitted into a pair of school robes. They were the best fitting clothes I've ever owned. I was honestly really glad that Hogwarts had a dress code, and I didn't have to try and look presentable every day in different clothes.
We finished up with the robes and finally were ready to head out to the store both of us were frantic to arrive at. Just as we were exiting Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions a certain blonde entered the store with his mummy, Narcissa. I smiled at them, just to psyche them out. It seemed like it worked because they both peered curiously after me as we walked out.
My sister, mom, and I walked for what seemed like miles upon miles, but finally we were facing the amazing store. Hello Ollivander's.
Inside, the store was extremely cramped, and could barely fit the three of us.
"Hello, Mr. Ollivander." Mom said.
I turned with a start, and saw the old man walking towards the front of the store holding two thin boxes.
He handed us each a box and told us what was in them.
"Jilliana, in your box, there lies a wand made of yew wood, unicorn hair, and 10 ½ inches. In yours Ginevra is a wand of Alder wood, dragon heartstring, and 13 inches."
The two of us swished the wand through the air, and all of a sudden, a fire was raging around us. Ollivander quickly doused it and declared them absolutely not our match. He told us to switch, and this time mine made some boxes around the store fall over and just make a big mess. Ginny's however, made some beautiful red and gold sparks. Thus, showing her, it was the perfect wand, and she was very much a Gryffindor.
I tried seven more wands, and got very frustrated with each one, but finally I held a wand made of blackthorn wood, filled with a thunderbird tail feather, and 11 inches.
"Now this wand, was not of my making. This is a wand that a witch from America wanted to introduce to the English world, and thus sent it here." Ollivander told me right before I swished it.
I felt it ring in my hand, and when I swished it, it erupted with a shower of silver fireworks.
So, my wand was chosen, blackthorn, thunderbird tail feather, 11 inches.
That's this chapter. Jill has finally met Draco, yay! Hope you liked it, I thought it was pretty decent length. Anyway, see you sooooon!