Hi everybody,

After putting up the first chapter of my story, I got a messages from fanfic in like 2 minutes, so thanks Selinaa, for your story and author alert! Really, didn't expect anybody to read it, let alone put an alert on it. Made me feel good about myself :) Anyway, like I said, in this chapter they will visit Diagon Alley. I really plan on writing a lot and I really don't care if it's going to be extensive or dull. But let me know what you think, would love to hear some opinions.

Chapter 2 – "I am NOT weird, I am just a witch!"

"I still think it's mad! Wizards and Witches, that's just impossible." Hermione's mother shook her head.

They were on their way to Diagon Alley, which seemingly lay in London, but was nowhere to be found on a map or on the internet. Apparently, they could buy all this magic stuff Hermione would need there. Minerva McGonagall had written down some instructions for them.

"Look mom, there it is!" Hermione pointed at a wall next to a regular bookshop. There really was nothing to see there.

"Honey, I think we need to look further. That's just a wall." Her mother took her hand and shot her husband a worried look.

"No no, it's not! Come on." She struggled to get out of her mother's grip and ran to a shady looking pub called The Leaky Cauldron. Her parents ran after her and saw, both totally surprised, that is was the pub they were looking for.

"You're right honey, I don't know how I missed it." She looked around and noticed that nobody seemed to see the pub, or at least nobody looked at it. "Stay close now."

They entered the pub and Hermione cried out in joy. "See, it is real. I told you! I am NOT weird, I am just a witch!" After thinking about that statement for a minute, she added "Which is kinda weird…"

"Not more Muggles… What is up with this country?" Hermione looked behind her and saw a weird looking guy staring at them. She grabbed her mother's hand again and looked at the rest of the people. They were all dressed really weird and the place was so dark it was almost scary. Her father had gone to talk with the ward, whose name was Tom. McGonagall told her parents that he would show them the way.

"So you are Hermione? Going to Hogwarts this year, are you now? Follow me."

Hermione stayed close to her mother while following the very old and odd looking man. They came into a cold little courtyard when Tom took out a stick.

"Stand back please," he said and Hermione stood as far back as possible, while still trying to see what he was going to do with the stick.

He tapped three times on the wall and for a minute Hermione wanted to laugh, but then the stone wall started moving and suddenly there was a big door shaped hole. She looked onto a street filled with more strange looking people. Before thinking about it she walked through the wall and started to walk to a shop called Potage's Cauldron. It had all kinds of different cauldrons. Hermione knew she needed a tin one, she already memorized everything on her list. She looked at a gold one and another one that was stirring by itself.

"… easy, right? If you have more questions you're welcome to come back. Have a nice day," she heard Tom say to her parents when she came running back.

"Look mom, look. They have self-stirring cauldrons and I saw a really big one and one smaller then my hand, come look!" Her parents looked at each other smiling, their daughter seemed so happy.

"You can show us later, first we need to go exchange our money. Apparently, they don't accept ours. Let's go."

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The rest of the day was amazing. They went to Gringotts Wizarding Bank, the most beautiful building Hermione had ever seen, to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions to buy her robes, to Ollivanders where she got a wand, made of vine wood and dragon heartstring core, back to Potage's Cauldron for her tin cauldron and a couple of other shops. After going to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour for some refreshing ice cream the only thing left on her list were her books. So they went to Flourish & Blotts, the weirdest bookshop Hermione had ever seen. She spent the rest of the day picking out lots of interesting books and reading those she didn't buy. Her parents were sitting in front of the shop enjoying the nice weather, they knew that their daughter could spend hours in a book shop.

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"Oh I'm sorry." A little red haired girl had bumped into her.

"It's fine, are you alright?" Hermione asked her while helping her up. "You dropped your books, let me help you."

"Thanks," said the little girl while trying to hold them all. She looked very young and was blushing while trying to hold all the books at the same time.

"Maybe you shouldn't hold them like that, they look like they are about to drop again." Hermione noticed that the little girl had a lot of the same books as she did.

"Are you going to Hogwarts too? It's my first year. I still can't believe it's all actually real."

"Not yet, I'm only 10. I have to wait another year." She looked kind of sad about that. "These stupid books are for my stupid brother. He made me carry them but now I lost him. Oh no!" She had dropped the books again.

"I told you so. You should not have carried them like that." Hermione picked up the books and gave them back to the little girl, whose face was now almost as red as her hair.

"Ginny! Where did you go? We're all ready. Where is your brother?" A plump woman, also with red hair, walked to the little girl and took a few of the books. "Did he make you carry them all? Didn't I tell him not to do that? Come on, let's go."

"Bye." The girl turned around and waved at Hermione, while her mother dragged her out of sight. Looking for her own mother she smiled, maybe she would find friends at Hogwarts.

Did you notice smarty-pants Hermione? Telling Ginny how to hold her books… That's no way to make friends. Though, I liked the idea of them meeting each other, don't really know why. Always liked little Ginny. Hope you liked this second chapter :)