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"Come on, come on, come on." I said to myself, jumping on the balls of my feel, auburn curls swinging. I heard a chuckle from behind me. I turned around and smiled widely at the man I had begun to think of as my Grandfather.
"Albus!" I exclaimed getting up and hugging him, though he was so tall I barely reached his waist.
"Good Morning Miss Emy, your up early my dear." He said after I disentangled myself from him and he sat down at his desk. We were currently at his summer cottage in Godric's Hollow, he rarely came here but today was an exception apparently.
"Of course! Minerva's taking me to Diagon Alley! Oh, I can't wait to get my wand! I wonder if it'll be like yours? Or like Mummies! I wonder what kind of wand Dad had..." I babbled, but stopped when I saw Albus staring at me in an amused sort of way."Sorry... heh." I blushed lightly.
"Nothing to worry about my dear. And seeing as it is... 9:30, Minerva should be here about..." There was a floosh and the flames in the fireplace beside me turned green. "Now."
A tall, strict looking woman was now standing in front of me. I looked at her, delighted. "Minerva!" And yet another hug was given by me. The old witch seemed startled, but when she realized it was me her cold demeanor shifted slightly and she hugged back, smiling softly at me.
"Good morning Miss Emy, are you ready?" The professor asked. I nodded eagerly.
"I've been up since 6:00!"
The witch raised an eyebrow. "And this is coming from the girl who sleeps in until noon ever day, correct?" I smiled somewhat cheekily.
"I couldn't sleep so I decided to just get up early." I said, slightly embarrassed at the exasperated look I was being given.
"So... can we go?" I asked, quickly becoming energized again. Mrs. McGonagall let out a rare laugh.
"Of course Emy, lets go. I'll see you at Hogwarts next week, Albus." After a polite nod to my Godfather, Minerva handed me the box of floo powder.
I took a pinch and clearly stated, 'Diagon Alley,' Before throwing in the powder and walking into the flames. It was a strange, muffled sensation, but I ended up inside a shop in the small town.
I was surrounded by robes of all kinds, and looked around in awe as I heard McGonagall floo in behind me. She smiled at me once before walking over to a woman with graying hair and nimble finger.
"Ah, good morning Minerva. Here for Hogwarts business?" The person asked, setting down a needle and some robes in the basket besides her.
My teacher nodded once. "Yes, Miss Emerald over here needs robes for Hogwarts."
The tailor smiled knowingly at me and gestured for me to come over. "Well, come on then, let me get your measurements."
Doing as I was told, she measured me for lengths and ten minutes later I was leaving with my brand new school robes. We had visited various other shops for supplies, including Flourish and Blotts and the Apothecary, and ended up with only two things left to buy; a wand and a pet which Albus gave me permission to get.
"Lets go to Ollivander's next!" I called back to Minerva, already heading happily to the shop. I heard an exasperated sigh behind me and giggled, about to turn around when I ran smack into what seemed like a boulder.
"Ow!" I shouted, falling to the ground. Rubbing at my now sore elbows, I glanced up at what I hit.
"Hagrid!" It seemed I had not hit a boulder, but rather a very large man by the name of Rubeus Hagrid.
"Emy?" Said his slightly gruff voice, looking down at me. I gingerly stood up and dusted off my muggle clothes; stonewashed overalls and a white t-shirt, and offered him a grin and a hug.
"Hagrid! What are you doing here? Buying some more flesh-eating slug repellent?" I asked curiously as the large man chuckled.
"Actually, Dumbledore sent me here to get Harry his school supplies." Hagrid said in a proud voice. My eye were bugging out of my head probably.
"H...Harry Potter?" I squeaked. The man in front of me nodded, probably thinking I was excited, which I was. But my brother was here.
"Where is he?" I asked, trying to regain my composure. Hagrid gestured towards Ollivander's and I nodded.
"I'll be back Minerva, I'm going to get my wand!" I told her before walking in the store.
(1) A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as I nervously stepped inside. It was a tiny place, empty except for an unoccupied chair in the corner. There were thousands of boxes piled up to the ceiling, a tingle of something exotic and exciting in the air. I was admiring the area around me when I felt as if eyes were watching me.
"Hello." A soft voice spoke. I gasped, my hand flying up to my throat as I spun around. The voice belonged to a frail man, with large, unblinking eyes.
"You look just like your mother. You have her eyes... I just saw someone with those same eyes not moments ago." He spoke. Ollivander.
"M...my mother?" I asked, shocked. Only two people in this world knew of my parents, and this creepy man in front of me was not one of them.
"Lily Evans. I remember when she bought her first wand, ten and a quarter inches long, swishy, made of willow. Excellent for charm work."
I just stared at the strange man, not understanding anything at all. He looked away any went down an isle, taking a box and bringing it back to me. After opening the box, I was handed it.
"8 1/3 inches, dragon heart-string, very firm, made of oak. Best for transfiguration." He murmured. "Well... give it a try."
Not really knowing what else to do, I waved it around. There was a flash and a row of shelves came tumbling down.
"No... try this one." Exactly 32 wands later I came to one that didn't make things explode.
"11 inches, unicorn tail, maple, springy..." Waving it around I closed my eyes and waited for the loud sound of failure, but was only greeted with a calm feeling and a soft light and green sparks radiating from the tip of the wand. I smiled and looked up at the slightly creepy man once again.
"The wand has chosen you." Ollivander said in slightly ominous voice. "That will be seven galleons."
"Albus!" I sang, coming up behind him, hiding my wand behind my back. Looking up from his half-moon spectacles, he smiled at me.
"Back already?" The headmaster wondered aloud. I nodded and held out my wand.
"Look!" I cried, excited. "It took me 33 times to find it... though Ollivander is quite creepy, if I do say so." Dumbledore let out a laugh.
"Why yes, I suppose he is." The old man stood up and stretched, before ruffling my hair in a loving way, and heading towards the fireplace.
"Your leaving?" I asked, put out. Recently I hadn't been seeing my Godfather very much. Being the headmaster of Hogwarts, he lived there during the year. I was generally left along with our two house elves, Pigmy and Boo (named by me when I was four years old), though on occasion I could visit him at Hogwarts and stay in one of the extra rooms. This is also the reason I am on a first name basis with Minerva, Poppy, and Hagrid. I had never actually met my father, he was always in the dungeons when I visited, and I couldn't help but wonder what his reaction to seeing me would be.
The house elves that took care of me were very sweet, but I missed my Godfather when he left. Though I had living relatives, like my half-brother who I would get so see after so many years, but didn't know I existed. It hurt, but I had become strong over the years, and that was thanks to the man in front of me.
"Yes, I have some last minute things to finish before Monday." Monday was September 1st, my first day at Hogwarts. I nodded.
"When will you be back?" I asked him, trying to sound happy. But the look he gave me made me think he saw through my act.
"I will be back Friday, goodnight Miss Emy." And with that he stepped through the fire, and was gone.
I sighed, and exited his study, walking down the hallway towards my room. My room was decorated in a mixture of muggle and magical ways. I had various posters of muggle bands I liked that were stationary, but I also had many photographs of family and friends that moved. Sitting down on my light blue comforter I picked up the picture frame that sat on my dresser.
"Oh Mummy... things are getting harder already." I whispered, watching the woman I looked remarkably like laughing and spinning around.
There was a soft mewing sound, and I glanced down to see my new kitten looking up at me. She was pure white, except for her black paws. She had light blue eyes. Picking the animal up delicately in my arms, I finally decided on her name.
"Celeste." I cooed, then flashed a mischevious grin. "Were gonna bust this joint."
Did you liiiiiike it? Sorry if McGonagall and Dumbledore seem out of character. Im just seeing this as Emy's known these people her whole life, and there like family to her, so they treat her a little different.
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