Chapter 2: Diagon Alley

"So, where are we going to get my supplies for school, Sarah?" asked Jane.

"You will see," answered Sarah.

"But, at least you can give me a hint or a clue," Jane told Sarah.

"Hmm. Let me think about that," Sarah said.

Jane and Sarah were now in London walking to the location where they will buy the supplies for Jane so that she can go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. After they had gone to the hotel to put their bags down in their room, Sarah had given the hotel manager a letter and told him to mail it. The letter would go to the school so that they knew that Jane would be attending the school. In the letter, Sarah had apologized to the headmaster for mailing the letter so late since they had just got the letter the day after the letter was supposed to be due. When they had gotten to London, Jane was still amazed and she is amazed. Jane looked all around her trying to sink everything in. There were tons of people walking, driving, and riding big double-decker buses. She had begged Sarah for them to ride on one, but Sarah had declined because they needed to make haste if they were to get her supplies and have her take the train to school tomorrow.

"Are we there yet?" asked Jane.

"Nope, but we are close," Sarah answered.

"Do you got any clues or hints that you have come up with?"

"Nope, I haven't thought of any."

"Grrrr," growled Jane. "When will we be there?" After a few more minutes Sarah heard Jane ask again,

"Are we there yet?"

"I told you a few minutes ago, we are almost there."

"But, it feels like we have been walking for ages and my feet are tired and I am starting to get . . ."

"We are here," announced Sarah.

"We are?"

"Yes, we are there," Sarah, said holding the door open. Jane walked through the door, but when she got inside, her expression changed to annoyance.

"This is not a shop or shops," Jane hissed.

"I know," whispered Sarah into Jane's ear.

"Then where are the shops? I mean this is a pub," Jane said annoyed again. And Jane was right. What Sarah and Jane had just walked into was a pub that is full of people talking, drinking, and laughing. Jane tried to look around and tried to see the faces of some of the people, but it was dark inside. There wasn't much light coming from the lights on the ceiling.

"Keeping on walking Jane, you don't want to block the door," Sarah whispered. Jane moved out of the way and Sarah just walked past her and started to walk away from her. Jane was about to shout for Sarah to wait for her when Sarah, turned around and motioned for her to follow. Jane followed her nervously. She could hear her heart start to pound as some of the people looked up from what they were doing and stare at her.

"Just ignore them. They are just curious to see who came in," Sarah assured Jane. When they got to the back of the pub, Sarah opened the door and soon they were outside again, but the only difference was that they were at a dead end.

"Oh, just great," Jane groaned. "We are at a dead end. Now, what are we suppose to do." Sarah who wasn't listening at all to Jane's complains had walked up to the brick wall and had pulled out what looked like a stick, but it was fancier and nicer. Suddenly, Jane realized that stick that Sarah was holding was a wand. Jane walked up to Sarah and asked, "Is that a wand that you have?"

"Yes, it is a wand."

"Whose wand did it used to be? Yours?"

"Oh, no, no." Sara laughed. "It wasn't mine. It was actually your mother's."

"My mother's wand?" Jane said surprised.

"Yes, it was."

"Okay, but then why do you have it," questioned Jane.

"I have it because I need to use it to get into Diagon Alley."

"Diagon what?"

"Diagon Alley," repeated Sarah and with that, she had started tapping around a brick in the wall that was pushed in a little. Jane looked at what Sarah was doing. Suddenly, after Sarah was done, the bricks started moving! Jane took one step back as the bricks that made they wall up, moved and made an opening in the wall! Then the bricks stopped and what lay beyond the wall, was even more amazing that it made Jane's mouth dropped open.

"Welcome, Jane, to Diagon Alley!" There in front of Jane was a crowd of people walking, talking, buying, and selling items. The streets were crowded as Jane has never seen in her whole entire life. Jane watched as Sara started walking toward the massive crowd and then motioned for her to follow. Jane followed, but couldn't stop smiling for this was an amazing place. Jane's head was spinning every which way trying so hard to absorb everything she sees. One of the first tings she sees is what looks like a cauldrons shop with lots of cauldrons to choose from. As she keeps on walking she sees a pet shop, a robe shop, an ice cream parlor, and tons more! One shop, in particular, grabs her attention really quickly and that shop is the Quidditch shop. Jane stops in front of the glass case where a couple other kids are talking about the Nimbus 2000. Jane walked a little bit closing and overheard one of the kids say, "I heard that the Nimbus 2000 is the fastest broomstick in the world."

"Wow," thought Jane. She looked in the display case and there it was the Nimbus 2000. It looked like an ordinary broomstick, but it was slicker and the broom part of the broomstick was slick, with none of the broom hairs sticking out randomly like a regular broom would. The broomstick was light brown and at the very front of the broom, the word Nimbus 2000 was written in gold lettering. Jane imagined herself on the broom going 65 or even 70 mph. Suddenly, there was a hand on her shoulder and found herself face to face with Sarah.

"We must get going."

"I know," said Jane with a sigh. They started to walk away from the Nimbus 2000 and towards a big large building.

"Where are we going?" asked Jane.

"We are going to Gringotts Wizarding Bank."

"What wizarding bank?"

"Gringotts."

"Okay, is that where we are going to get money to buy my supplies?"

"You are a quick thinker you know that," commented Sarah.

"Thanks," said Jane with another sigh.

"Why are you sighing so much," asked Sarah.

"Oh, it's nothing."

"Oh, but it is something," Sarah pointed out.

"Oh alright, it's just that, I want that broomstick, the Nimbus 2000. It looks so awesome to ride. Plus, I heard some kid say that it is the fastest broomstick in the world," Jane confessed.

"Ah, the Nimbus 2000. That is a great broomstick. Your father would have wanted it."

"My father?" Jane questioned.

"Yes, your father."

"Why would my father want a broomstick like that?' Jane questioned again

"Well, it is sort of complicated to explain, but he was the youngest seeker in the world to play Quidditch."

"Okay, now I am confused. What is a seeker?"

"Maybe I will tell you later. How does that sound?" Sarah told Jane as she walked through the doors to Gringotts Bank. Once Jane got inside the bank, her mouth dropped open again. The ceiling was so high a giant could touch it. The lights on the ceiling were so bright that Jane had to look down, but then she saw the goblins.

"Sarah, why are their goblins working here?"

"Well, it is sort of complicated to explain, maybe another time, perhaps," answered Sarah.

While Jane was marveling the bank, Sarah had given the volt key to the head goblin and soon was on their way to the volt. Once the volt was opened, Jane gasped. Her eyes couldn't stop moving around, for there in front of her, were tons and tons of gold! There was gold every which way that Jane couldn't believe her own eyes.

"Is all of that for me?" she asked eagerly.

"Basically," answered Sarah. "But, it's not all for you to keep."

"Why is it not all for me," questioned Jane.

"You will find out in the future. But for now, let's grab some and go buy your supplies," Sarah said happily.

Soon they were out of the bank and buying Jane's supplies. They had bought some robes for everyday wear, a hat, some shoes, and all of the other items that Jane needed for her uniform. Then they had to get all 8 of the books that Jane needed. Finally, all Jane needed to get was a wand and a pet if she desired.

"Jane there is Ollivander's Wand Shop. How about you get yourself a wand, okay?"

"Okay, but then where are you going?" asked Jane.

"I will just walk around. Meet you back here." Soon Sarah was off and Jane was alone. She opened the door to Ollivander's Wand Shop. No one was there, not a single student or body. All was quite except for all of the people talking and rushing outside. Jane sets down her merchandise down by the door, hoping no one will come in a steal it.

"Hello? Is anybody here?" Jane quietly asks. Suddenly, there is a noise like something is being dropped then a voice,

"Oh darn. Dropped it again."

"Excuse me? Is anybody back there?" Jane asked trying to look for the person who owned that voice.

"Oh, sorry to keep you waiting. I just dropped something and I have done it so many times today," said the voice.

"Um, its okay, but would you mind showing yourself." Jane calmly said.

"Oh, sorry," the voice said. Then a man appeared out of nowhere. He had thick white hair that stuck up everywhere. His face has some wrinkles on it, but not much and he carried a worried face with him.

"Ah, I wondered when I might be seeing you, Ms. Potter."

"Wait, you knew I was going to be here?" Jane asked.

"Yes, if you put it that way, then I did know I would be meeting you," he said quite calmly.

"How did you know you would be meeting me soon?"

"Let's just say, I know your parents and your brother," he said with a smile.

"Hold on. Did just hear you say, brother?" Jane questioned, now a little bit more curious.

"Yes, you heard me correct. Now, let's choose a wand for you. I mean you did come looking for a wand, didn't you." Now it was this time for him to question Jane.

"Yes, I did come looking for a wand, but first, what is your name, sir?"

"Oh, dear me. This happens to me all the time. Sorry, my name is Ollivander. You can just call me that and if you were wondering, I am the owner of this shop."

"I know that you are the owner, sir," Jane said.

"Like I said, call me Ollivander. I only let people call me that name when I know their parents personally. Oh, and might I have the pleasure of knowing your name," he said with a smile as he picked out a small thin cardboard box and setting it on the countertop.

"Oh, yes. My name is Jane Potter. But, you already know my last name."

"That's a nice name. I think your parents choose a really nice name for such a nice, kind gal like you," commented Ollivander.

"Why thanks, Ollivander." Ollivander opened the top to the box to reveal a wand. It was very beautiful. It was light brown with what looked like green leaves and vines connecting together. Jane looked up at Ollivander and he nodded his head. Jane carefully picked up the wand. Suddenly, everything felt different. There was a draft of air that made Jane's bangs go up in the air. All of the lights in the room started to blink constantly. Then it stopped, just like that.

"Yikes," said Ollivander.

"What? Is there something wrong?" Jane asked as she was about to put the wand back when Ollivander grabbed the wand from her hands and put it into the box.

"What are you doing? Is there something wrong with the wand?" Jane asked.

"No, nothing is wrong with the wand. It's just that I knew what wand to pick out for you because..."

"Because why?" Jane persevered.

"It's nothing. The wand will cost you 10 galleons." Jane pulled out of her pocket the money for the wand. Ollivander put the wand into a bag and gave Jane the bag.

"Have a great rest of your day," he said with a smile and then left. Jane watched as he left. There was a knock on the window and as Jane turned around she gasped. There in the window was Sarah holding a cage with a snowy white owl!

"He's for you, Jane," Sarah said through the window.

That night Jane was so excited for tomorrow. She had just gotten her pajamas on and was going to sit down to read the 5th book in the Chronicles of Narnia when Sarah asked,

"So, I can tell you are excited."

"Yes, I am totally excited. I just can't wait!" Jane shouted.

"Okay, okay. Calm down. You don't want to wake up the people next door," Sarah quietly said.

"Oh, sorry," Jane whispered. They both looked at each other for a minute or two until Sarah said, "We should get some rest. The train that you will be riding on leaves at exactly 11 o'clock, so we can't miss it.

"Okay." Jane got into her bed along with Sarah and soon they had both fallen asleep wondering what tomorrow would bring them.

AN: I don't own Harry Potter. The only characters I own are Jane, Sarah, and any other characters that I made up. (Last edited 3/7/17)