The first chapter was a big hit, so I'm continuing! Sorry about the long wait, but I was having a hard time coming up with a plot and stuff, but I have it now! :D I'll try to update as much as possible, but I tend to forget about my stories for about a month or so…. Anyway! My dear cousin is here writing this with me! :D On with the chapter.

"Hagrid, are you sure we can get this stuff in London?" I say for the fourth time today.

"Yes, now come this way, I got ter talk ter someone," He says turning a sharp corner. I have to practically jog to keep up with him, and everyone we pass by has whispered to their friends pointing to him, but he's great company all the same. He cracks a joke now and then, and he seems like the kind of person you just can't hate no matter how hard you try.

We come across a somewhat run-down store front between a bookstore and a record shop with a large sign with the words "The Leaky Cauldron"

"Is this where I get my cauldron?" I ask looking back at my supplies list for the hundredth time that day, "And why should I have a leaky one? Isn't that bad?"

He laughs, "No, no. It's a famous pub for wizards. Now come this way," He leads me into the Leaky Cauldron which doesn't appear to be very famous at all. It looks dark and there aren't many people in it.

A very old looking bald man with a horrible hunch back walked over to us, shaking hands with Hagrid. "Hey Tom, I got another new Hogwarts student here," He lifts my hand in the air. Tom grunts in reply and laughs, walking away.

Hagrid takes me to the back of the Leaky Cauldron and steps outside into a small backyard with various crates and barrels strewn around. He takes out his umbrella and taps a certain brick. At first nothing happens, until the bricks start to move. They turn around and into each other, slowly creating a huge hole in the wall. In a minute, the entire wall has opened up and I'm standing there looking at the most magnificent place I've ever seen.

"Where are we?" I ask Hagrid, completely mesmerized by the scene in front of me. It is a tight street packed with witches and wizards in robes and pointy hats. Lots of children about my age scrambling about, doing just the same as me I assume, buying Hogwarts supplies. The street is lined with shops which sell things I have never seen before in my life.

"This is Diagon Alley, it's where yeh'll be getting all of yer stuff," He replies, stepping into the flurry of people.

"Wait, but Hagrid," I run after him, "I haven't got any wizard money, just a few pounds,"

"Well, where'd you think we were goin?" He asks, walking straight down Diagon Alley, "Wizard Bank, Gringotts. None of that stuff yeh Muggles use is accepted here anyway, we gotta exchange that stuff for wizard money,"

We walk all the way down Diagon Alley and come up to a large crooked-looking building. We walk inside and I am surprised by how quiet is in there, when it was so loud outside. I follow Hagrid straight up the center of the aisle, with dozens of goblins staring at us as we pass by with a grim look on their faces.

" 'Ello Griphook," He says to the goblin at the main desk, "I gotta exchange some Muggle money here," he sticks out his large hand to me and I drop all of my money in it. Hagrid drops it all on the desk, messing up whatever Griphook was working on. He quickly counts all of my money and exchanges it for gold, silver, and bronze coins. Hagrid hands them to me and I examine them.

"The gold ones are Galleons," he points out to me, "The silver ones are Sickels, and the bronze ones are Knuts. 17 Sickels to a Galleon an' 29 Knuts to a Sickel an' eh… um…" he screws up his face as if he's trying to remember something.

"493?" I say quickly doing the math in my head.

"Yep, 493 Knuts to a Galleon! Don' worry, you'll get used to using it," He says, noticing how intently I'm looking at them.

"So what should I get first?" I ask, pocketing the money and looking at my list again. "How about a wand!" I say excitedly.

"Sure!" he says, turning into a shop, "Welcome to Ollivanders! Best wands ever made!" We walk into Ollivanders and go right up to the counter.

The shop was very tiny and dusty, with the walls lined with thin boxes all the way up to the ceiling, containing wands I assume.

" 'Ello?" Hagrid calls out. Just then I see a very old looking man come into the shop from a back room.

"Hello," he says with a slow croaking voice, "Hogwarts, I assume?" I nod my head, "Of course! Let's get you situated shall we?" He looks me up and down and then goes to the back of the shop and pulls out a long thin box. "Let's try this one out. Ten inches, cherry wood and a thestral tail hair,"

I grab the wand off the desk, "Okay," I examine it for a minute, it has a design of waves going up all sides, "So, now what?"

"Give it a wave of course! To see if it's the right one!" Ollivander says.

"Oh, okay," I give it a small flick which sends a potted plant flying across the room, "Cool!"

"No, not cool. That's not the one," he takes the wand from me and goes into the back again, coming out with a different box, "Ten and a half inches, hazel wood, and a unicorn hair,"

I take the wand from the box and hold it in my hand. This one has a handle that is slightly thicker than the rest of it. I wave it around a bit and break a glass bowl, "Let's try again," Ollivander says.

It goes on like this for a while, Ollivander giving me a wand, me trying it out, and completely failing, "How about this one? Eleven inches, birch wood, phoenix tail feather," I take it in my hand, this one is pretty simple, kind of whitish, has a handle which curls slightly out at the very bottom. Suddenly, I feel a strange sensation sweep over me, my hair is blown back and the wand is glowing slightly.

Ollivander looks immensely happy, "That's the one! There you go," He places it back in its box and hands it to me, "That'll be eleven galleons" (A/N. Is it eleven or seven? I'm never really sure)

I hand over the gold and walk back out of the store with Hagrid, admiring my wand, "Why don' yeh go get yer robes now, I'll be right back, the shop's righ' over there," He points to a store called Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions.

I walk into the store and see a few other kids being fitted for robes, "Right over here!" a stout witch in bright purple robes calls over to me. I go over by her and stand on the little platform, "Hogwarts?" she asks, and I nod, "I'll be right back!" she walks away and I am left standing there. I look around the shop, it's not too small, definitely bigger than Ollivander's, or what I could see of it at least.

"Hey"

Surprised, I jump around, and see a tall dark boy looking at me, "You going to Hogwarts too?" He asks me.

"Oh, uh, yeah, are you?" I ask, which was a stupid question really.

"What's your name?" He asks.

"Max," I say simply.

"I've never met a girl named Max, that's different,"

"Well, it's short for Maximum, and yeah I guess," There is a slightly awkward silence after that until I hear a girl's voice that is way too excited and preppy.

"Fang! Look I got my robes! Aren't they so cool? Don't I look sexy in them? Who is this?" A red-haired girl runs up to us and stops short when she sees me.

"Lissa, this is Max, Max this is Lissa," he introduces me to the girl and I politely smile, but she just grimaces.

"Why are you talking to her? I need someone to tell me if I look fat in these robes!" She grabs Fang and pulls him to the other side of the shop.

"See ya 'round!"I call after him.

"See ya," He just barely calls out. The stout witch in bright purple robes comes back with arms full of black robes for me to try on.

All the time I'm being fitted, I find myself looking around the other kids trying to see Fang, he's always right behind Lissa though, so I can never really see him.

I don't really know why, but I'm pretty disappointed that he has a girlfriend.

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