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Holly Pov
Holly Pov
As Professor Dumbledore led us into Diagon Ally everyone gasped. There were shops everywhere!
"Holly, I love you for being a witch!" Alice whispered in my ear. I laughed and whispered back
"I'm starting to like it myself." Professor Dumbledore led us to a big white building; it was by far the tallest building.
"This is Gringotts, the wizarding bank." Dumbledore explained. We followed him inside there were strange creatures and a few humans walking around.
"These are goblins." Dumbledore said. I nodded to show that I understood. He led us up to a big podium with what could only be the head goblin, behind it.
"We are here to open the vault of Miss. Holly Lillian Potter along with her adoptive family, the Cullen's." Dumbledore told him
"And does Miss. Potter have her key?" Dumbledore fished around in his pockets and took out a long, gold key.
"Very well, will there be anything else?" he asked.
"Oh yes, I need to empty vault 317, as well. I have a note from the owner as well." He handed a note to the goblin.
"Very well, I shall have you escorted." He called over a strict looking goblin, who led us through stone doors. We all got in a cart that went very fast, not as fast as a vampire, but still.
"Vault 317." The goblin said. We all climbed out of the cart and watched as Dumbledore went over to the vault with the goblin. I followed them while my family stayed behind. The goblin took his index finger and slid it down the middle of the door. The door dissolved away to reveal a large room. At first I thought the room was empty but then I noticed a small package in the middle of the floor. Dumbledore reached down and picked up.
"Sir, what is that?" I asked curiously.
"Nothing that concerns you now my dear." He replied. The goblin led us back to the cart and we were off again. We stopped suddenly and the goblin told us we were there. Once again we all filed out of the cart, but this time my family followed us. The goblin took the key from Dumbledore and opened the fault.
"Whoa." Was all Jasper could say.
"Wow Holly, who knew you were so rich?" Emmet said. Rich indeed, there were mounds of gold, silver, and bronze everywhere. After grabbing a couple of handfuls the goblin led us back outside. I had to blink a couple of times, the sun was so bright.
"Ok guys, where to first?" I asked.
"Oh, lets go to that cute little robe shop we saw."
"Alright." I laughed. Trust Alice to think of clothes. The rest of the day continued on like that. First we got our robes, and then Edward dragged us into the book store, after that Dad took us to the apothecary to get medical and potion supplies; mom made us go in a magical furnishings store, and Emmet forced us all into the Qudditch shop (After Dumbledore explained it was a sport). Finally all that was left was my wand; we went to a shop called Ollivanders. As we entered the store an old man came out to greet us, I assumed that he was Ollivander.
"Ah, I was wondering when I was going to see you Miss. Potter. It seems like just yesterday I was selling your mother and father their first wands." He said. My ears perked up at that.
"You knew my parents?" I asked curiously. He simply nodded.
"Well lets get started shall we?" he asked. I nodded my head while he went to the back of the store to get a wand. He handed me a long skinny wand. I flicked it causally and the glass orb in front of me exploded.
I heard Emmet snort behind me.
"Nice going shrimp." I turned around and glared at him. Mr. Ollivander came back with another one. This one made the window display explode. This went on and on forever! Finally Mr. Ollivander came back with a different wand that looked like it hadn't seen daylight in years. This time when I waved it red sparks came out of it. I turned around excitedly to show everyone to see that my siblings had gone. I didn't dwell on it to long because Mr. Ollivander spoke up.
"Curious, very curious." He said.
"I'm sorry, but what's curious?" I asked
"I remember every wand I've ever sold Miss. Potter. Now, the phenox feather that resides in your wand gave another feather. One other. It's curious indeed that this wand should choose you when it's brother gave you that scar." I heard my parents and my siblings (who had quietly slipped back in) gasp. We all took a few minutes to let that register and then we paid for my wand and left. When we were outside my siblings showed pulled something from behind their backs.
"Happy Birthday Holly!" they yelled. They were holding a cage with a beautiful snowy whit owl in it.
"Thanks you guys!" Dumbledore led us back to the Leaky Cauldron where he bought us, well me, lunch.
"Professor, can I ask you something?" I said as we sat in a back room so as not to attract attention to ourselves.
"Sure Holly."
"Well I was wondering why all those people were bowing to me earlier today." I told him.
"Ah yes, you see in our world, you're famous." He said simply. I looked at him shocked.
"Why am I famous? I didn't even know I was a witch until today."
"You see Holly, on the night your real parents died, an evil wizard by the name of Voldemort came to your house. He killed your parents and tried to kill you. But try as he might the curse backfired on him. So you see Holly, you are to the wizarding world, their savior; you're the Girl-Who-Lived, as they have taken to calling you." He explained gently. I heard everyone including myself gasp. We seemed to be doing a lot of gasping today. Soon it was time to leave. Professor Dumbledore gave us our train tickets and we headed home. Alice was jumping around excitedly and Emmet and Jasper were betting on something. If it was like this now, imagine what it would be like later. I shudder at the thought. Now, I may not know what the future holds, but I am absolutely certain the next two weeks are going to be hetic.