AN: Sorry for the long wait, first school got in the way, then Christmas break, then no inspiration what so ever. However I am back and here is a new chapter. I'll have the next done as soon as possible but please don't be upset if it's not quick.

Disclaimer:I don't own anything from Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings, they belong to J.K. Rolling and to J.R.R. Tolkien respectively.

Part 2 Continued

Chapter 5: A Day without Rain

As I stepped out the door of Nanuk's Shop I inhaled sharply as I took in the beauty of the architecture that surrounded me. "Wow," I said quietly.

Nanuk laughed at my wide eyed expression. "If this gets that reaction out of her Lyric, you should take her to Diagon Alley in London. She would faint." My Mother joined Nanuk in high laughter. I just looked at the two adults as thought they were insane. I was really confused. I was eleven and I had been thrown into this wild world of magick and mystery and here was my Mother and her friend laughing at me and taking about some diagonally place.

Soon we were walking down the busy street. First we went to the back. It was not the normal bank that my parent's frequented in Thunder Bay but a true blue Wizarding bank called Gringotts. Mother told me the main branch was in London. We entered the large impressive building through its large glass doors. Immediately upon entering the building I noticed some thing that was odd. There was a whole lot of humanoid thought definitely non-human creature's running about. They were all short, shorter then I was even. They were to my eyes each and every one of them very ugly creatures, but their eyes seemed to be very intelligent. All of them were at some task right down to the one with the hair growing out of her ear sorting large diamonds. I noticed that there weren't any humans working in the bank at all.

My mother but a reassuring hand on my arm. "They're are goblins Crescent. They run all the banks in the wizarding world." So we went to the counter and my mother got some money out of her account.

The money was so different from the money I was used to. There weren't any bill sat all and the coinage was made of gold, silver and bronze, not the metals I was used to associating with spend at all, they sounded more like Olympic medals. The bronze ones were called knuts, the silver were sickles and the gold were galleons. My mother taught me that 29 knuts made 1 sickle and that 17 sickles made 1 galleon. We took our money and headed out into the streets again. Already I thought I was getting a headache from all the new information being thrown at me.

The first shop we went into was a clothes store to my absolute disgust. I hated clothes shopping with a passion. We entered the shop entitle Takatme's Clothes of All Kinds. Upon entering the shop I found that the sign did not lie there were clothes of every kind imaginable. There were normal clothes of those referred to in this world as muggles as well as the tradition and ceremonial Native American clothing beautifully decorated with real porcupine quills and feathers. Also there were robs similar to those worn by many Pagan's during rituals. I noticed that although it was summer there were Inuit parkas. What I noticed where the cloaks. For all my hatred of clothes for some reason I loved cloaks. The year I had turned ten my mother had begun to teach me to sew, for she had said that one would never know when one would need such a skill. My ceremonial cloak had been the first usable article I had created and was my pride and joy. Here there were cloaks of every colour and style imaginable.

A lady emerged from amongst all of the clothing in a simple leather tunic. Her Native American heritage was clearly apparent in her face. She was a very beautiful woman. She saw my mother and her face light up with a smile only making her more stunning. Another old friend I guessed. However, it wasn't my mother she went to. She walked straight to Nanuk and placed a kiss on his dark cheek. "Bon matin, chouette," she said quietly. Then she through her arm's around my mother who had a smug smile on her face.

"Lyric, it has been much to long, and this petite fleur, must be your Crescent all grown up."

"Yes she is Takatme. It is good to see you again and happy I see. I was wondering why Nanuk was better dressed then I remember him ever being before." My mother said with a laugh which was shared by Takatme but Nanuk refused to join in.

"So, our Crescent is to go to the Academy this year?" asked Takatme smiling at me. "You see, Lyric, I told you at her birth; a witch she would be. You had but to believe me and you know I am never wrong."

"Yes, I know but Crescent is a water witch and will be going to school in Scotland at Hogwarts. We need to see if you can get us robe's for her. I say's her plain black work robes with the Hogwart's crest. I know your mother used to stock some." My mother said looking at a shimmery grey-blue garment that seemed to be a cross between and dress and robe.

"Of course we still do there are less and less demand from the as the ill feeling towards Native American's decrease. However, there are still as number of student whom, like in Crescent's case, the Academy can't train who go to Salem, Beaubaton, Drumstrang or Hogwarts." Takatme started rummaging around on shelves. "Come and stand on the stool Crescent.

After about a half hour in Takatme's shop we had procured my school uniform. I had also received some nice new dress robes that could be used for ritual as well. They were green and that went well with my midnight blue cloak that I had made. After leaving Takatme's with a promise to come back so that we could have lunch with her we set off to our next stop.

We went to get my school books and school supplies before lunch. I was fascinated by the book store, Scrolls. There were books on the most fascinating topics. If I were a billionaire I would have bought a copy of each book that they had but as it was my mom only let me pick out two books that weren't required for school. I got the Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts which my mother felt it was important for me to know. I also got a copy of a guide to magickal herbal medicine. After paying for all my books we headed out of the bookstore. Nanuk and my mother had to practically drag me.

Our stop was a store that sold all of my other school things that weren't books and clothes, in other words parchment, quills and such. I was happy that I had written with a quill before my mother had taught me some rudimentary calligraphy so I was familiar with this writing method. In this store there was also trunks my mother purchased one for me and had my name engrave on it. After finishing at this store we put our purchases in my trunk and my mother shrunk it. We headed back to Takatme's.

At lunch I felt almost invisible as Nanuk, Takatme and my mother discussed old memories and got caught up. I ended up reading my copy of Hogwarts: A History which I had been carrying around with me all day. I was fascinated by the in depth history of the school I was going to be attending. A school that was hundreds of years older then my country was. I was so into what I was reading that I didn't notice when it was time to go.

"Come on Crescent, its time to go." Said my mother as she taped me on the shoulder.

We left the coffee called Katrine's Café (it would seem that my mother knew Katrine as well). Nanuk had to return to his shop so that Moon-Shadow could go eat her lunch however Takatme had the rest of the day off and was coming with us to finish our shopping. We still had to get my wand and my mother wanted to get me a long distanced messenger owl. We were supposed to go back to Nanuk's to have supper with him, Takatme and Moon-Shadow (if she wanted to stay).

First we went to was the wand shop which was called Ollivander's Son's Wand Shop. According to my mother Ollivander's was a very old wand shop in Diagon Alley in London that had been in the Ollivander's family for longer then Hogwart's had been open, however about a hundred years earlier the younger son of he Ollivander family had come to Canada enthralled by the gold rush but after a couple years in the Klondike he realized that he could make more money making wands as his father had taught him to and stay warmer at the same time. So he had come to Ottawa and set up this shop.

We went and met the present Mr. Ollivander who was a middle age man with strange silver eyes. He explained to me the importance of a witch's wand (beyond the symbolism that I associated with the ceremonial wand) and how each wand chose its owner not the other way around. He had begun to try out wands on me and in the end they found one that suited me well. It was made of Elder and contained the hair from the tail of a flying horse, which Mr. Ollivander, to my delight, told her was named Strawberry. I felt special because the Elder was considered to be the holy tree of the Lady.

After Mom paid for my wand Takatme lend mom and I to a new pet store that had opened not long ago. "Mom," I said. "Is every one who is a witch or wizard Pagan or Native American?"

"No, Crescent there is just as much variety of creed and ethnicity among magick folk as there is among muggles. Especially at Hogwarts you will find that Pagans are definitely a minority." Mom looked fazed out at that point so I left her alone. I suddenly remembered the odd conversation between my mother and Nanuk before we had left his shop that morning and wondered what it had been that they had talked about.

We reach Petrice's Pet Paradise and walked. I was fascinated by all the different animals that there were in there. Some looked quite normal, mice, owls, cats however other's were most definitely magickal like the fire lizard sitting happily in the flames of the fire place. We ended up picking out a beautiful albino Eagle Owl who was specialized in long distance flights. I named her Ivory because she was so white. We left and headed back to Nanuk's shop.

AN: I know what is going to happen in the next section I just have to write it I think that is what I will do in Calculus tomorrow morning seeing I can seem to understand that professor anyways. I hope to have it posted by next week but no promises.