The rest of the summer was impatient for Dia. She'd memorized the letter from reading it so many times. And she wondered at the strange school supplies. "Well, it is a magic school." She'd always said. She was proud. So proud and couldn't wait for the shopping trip in a strange place the letter said. Diagon Alley. Green dust was shipped on the week before she boarded the train. Her father read the instructions very carefully. And with the first try, the family was transported into a bustling town. Full of parents and kids and strange shops. Dia looked around, taking everything in. "Oh mummy. Isn't this strange?" Her mother smiled down at her daughter, her eyes shining. "It is." And they went in search of supplies. They went to the book shop first and got all the needed books.
Thick volumes of them. Coffee table styled hardcovers. Dia however was not looking forward to this part. But to the robe fitting. And then they were in the uniform shop. A lady of pale blonde hair welcomed them in and made Dia stand on a stool and began measuring. There was a girl with pale skin and hair to match, on a stool across from her. Dia's parents were off to the owl shop. "Well well well." The girl said, looking at Dia's parents through the window. "Another muggle-born." She said spitefully. "Excuse me?" Dia asked, looking at the girl. "Well your parents aren't wizards or witches are they?" She asked. And Dia shook her head. The girl sneered. "I thought so. They look so confused." Her tone angered Dia.
Why was the girl so mean? "Well, my father's cousin was a wizard. And my mother's sisters and brothers were also from this world." She explained nicely. Her sweet tone infuriated the girl. "Well, that's a step better. At least they know of our world. I'm Holly Malfoy." She said. "Dia Montague." She responded coldly. She didn't like the girl. She reminded her of a girl from school. "Well. I hope I get into Slytherin." She said. Dia's mother had told her of the topic and wondered why Holly wanted to be in such a dark house. "Really?" Dia asked. Holly nodded. "It's family tradition. They'll forgive me if I get into Ravenclaw, but I don't think I will." She said. "I hope I get into Ravenclaw. But Gryffindor's better. If I can get in of course." She blushed at the end. She really wanted to be in the legendary Gryffindor. If she was good enough. But Ravenclaw had the most chances. She wouldn't mind Hufflepuff so much.
"Well. Goodluck. See you at Hogwarts." Holly stepped off the stool and went with an older boy, possibly her brother, who beared very similar resemblances. "Another muggle-born, Draco. Though she's a step better." She heard Holly say to the boy as they walked away. What do they have against me? She thought as her parents came towards her. But her angry thoughts cleared away as soon as she saw the coffee colored owl they had with them.
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