I don't own Bleach, or Harry Potter. Enjoy.

Warning: extra long chapter, I'm sorry if you don't like chapters like these, but I wanted all of Diagon Alley done in one chapter.


Ichigo now officially hates both Gringotts and Goblins.

Why these people use unsafe carts going at Mach 5 speed in tunnels for their vault system, Ichigo didn't know. He did know that he no longer wanted to be part of the Wizarding world.

"Vault 3578, key please." Ichigo glared at the back of the goblin that was holding its hand out for the gold key. Growling to himself, Ichigo gave the key to the Goblin and climbed out of the death trap of a cart. Scowling, Ichigo followed the Goblin to an Iron door. Scowl turning into a frown, Ichigo studied the door more closely.

There was some sort of emblem on the door, one that Ichigo swore he saw before. The emblem consisted of a crescent moon within a square that was held within two interlocking rectangles with Maple leaves on each side; all of which were residing inside a hexagon. Tilting his head slightly, Ichigo tried to think of where he had seen the design.

"Just a moment sir." Blinking, Ichigo turned his attention to the small Goblin as it hobbled over to the vault door and slipped the key into a slot, and placed his palm on the door, twisting the key at the same time. There was the sound of something clicking into place, and Ichigo watched amazed as the leaves in the design shuddered and caved in. Next the Square in the center of the design rotated into a diamond, snapping into place with a thud. After that, slowly, the moon turned on its side, now pointing up to the ceiling.

The door opened, nearly blinding the orange haired boy who was staring wide eyed at the contents.


Garrick Ollivander was in the basement of his shop, working on a new wand. He was in the middle of choosing a core when he felt an odd rise of magical power. Frowning, Garrick scooted his chair back and looked around his room for a moment, wondering where the power had originated. After a few moments, he found it, at the to desk of his drawer.

"Curious, very curious." Mumbling to himself for a moment, Garrick went in search of some old journals that his father had passed down to him. He knew the story to the drawer, the sad, sad, tale of the un-matchable wand. But, he's never heard of the wand giving off waves of magical power.

Curious indeed.


Gold.

Gold.

GOLD.

Ichigo has never seen so much of the golden color in his life, hell, he's never even seen gold in his life at all! Walking inside, Ichigo looked around with his eyes wide. On the walls were shields and other various weapons, mostly swords. Looking closly, Ichigo saw the same emblem from the door decorating the shields. It was like some pirate's treasure, and knowing Yoruichi it just might of been that once upon a time.

As he was looking around, Ichigo saw a small alter where a note was. Walking to that, Ichigo picked the note up, seeing his name written on the parchment. Opening the note, Ichigo read its contents.

Ichigo,

This is a vault I had set up about 200 years ago when the Wizarding World was first found. Take all the money you need for the school supplies. Remember, 493 Knuts to a Galleon and 29 Knuts to a Sickle. Have fun shopping!

-Yoruichi

While Ichigo was happy that Yoruichi had told him how to count the money...he had no idea which coin was which. Gritting his teeth, Ichigo looked around once more. It was then that Ichigo realized that he had bag or wallet to hold his money. Cursing to himself, Ichigo looked to see if there was, perhaps, a small bag he could use.

Luckily, not too far away from his feet was a small black bag that had the Shinigami symbol stitched into the fabric. Deciding to take it, Ichigo began to fill the bag up with plenty of the gold coins. While doing so, he also grabbed the odd silver and bronze coin, still not knowing which coin was which.

Once he decided that there was enough money, he left the room and pocket the small money-filled bag. When the Goblin had finished shutting and locking the vault door, Ichigo asked him a question after getting his key back.

"Can you tell me which coin is which?" The Goblin seemed to be sneering at him, but it answered all the same.

"Gold coins are Galleons, Silver are Sickles, Bronze are Knuts. Will that be all Sir?" Nodding his head, Ichigo climbed into the cart and mentally prepared himself for the ride.


Diagon Alley wasn't as busy as it was earlier, but it still took Ichigo some time to push pass various people to find a store that he needed. Once looking over the list, he decided to get a trunk first, seeing as he would need something to put all his things in while shopping. Ichigo walked into a store with a sign that showed the picture of what looked to be a trunk.

Walking around, Ichigo saw all kinds of trunks, each varying in size and color. Some were as small as his hand("How can someone use that?") others were large enough to fit a body in, which slightly unnerved Ichigo. While going through the shop, Ichigo settled on a little above average sized black trunk with sliver latching's. When looking at the price tag, Ichigo found hat he couldn't tell what the symbol by the number 30 meant. Also, he saw that the trunk had a lightweight charm on it, not that Ichigo knew what that meant in the first place. Sighing, Ichigo picked the surprisingly light trunk to the front counter.

"Ah, you have a good eye there, best model we have to offer. That will be 30 Galleons please." The man who was behind the counter looked to be in his late thirties and had greying brown hair that framed his face, bringing out his bright green eyes.

"..." Ichigo had not understood a word of what the man said. He knew it was English, because he took the class in school, but because of his duty as a Substitute Shinigami he was more focused on how many hollows there were in the area than school. Now, Ichigo has fairly good grades, he made sure that he kept up with his schoolwork with his "job" taking up most of his time. Yet, it just so happened to be that English was his worst class. Because of that, during his senior year he decided to take a different class, and now he was facing a real problem that he didn't think of before.

Language Barriers.

"I...uh, do not speak Anglash vwery well. I aim Japanase." Ichigo cringed at his terrible English. The man blinked, then smiled.

"Oh that's alright. My father was Japanese himself, so I know the language well, my accent is a little rusty though." The man spoke nearly perfect Japanese, his accent thick, but nevertheless understandable. Relieved, Ichigo switched back to his native tongue.

"Arigato. I wish to buy this trunk, how much is it?" Ichigo pulled out his money bag, opening it to get the money.

"No problem, that will be 30 Galleons. And, just because you bought this lovely piece, I'll throw in this for free." The man pulled out a leather bracelet.

"What is it?" Ichigo asked, picking the item up to inspect it further. He had found out a long time ago that not everything is at it seems. As it would be, there were strange symbols on the leather, they seem to be moving, but Ichigo couldn't tell.

"It's a Rune bracelet. There are many like it around, only each one has different Runes to do different things. This one will allow you to speak in English as if you were speaking Japanese. It doesn't help you understand the language any better, but it does help you speak it. My mother made it some time ago, for my father, but by the time she had it made he already knew the ins and outs of the English language!" The man laughed loudly at the fact.

"If it belonged in the family, you should keep it." Ichigo started to hand the bracelet back, but the man shook his head and pushed Ichigo's hands away.

"No, no, it's alright young man. I have no use for the item, and I doubt there will be many Japanese Wizards coming to my shop. You keep it." Sighing, Ichigo slipped the bracelet on. The man smiled. "Good, now if you speak to anyone Japanese such as yourself don't worry, the bracelet shouldn't be a problem. You see, when activated, it creates a sort of barrier around you, and any words being transferred through the barrier will be translated, going in or out. So, if I spoke in English as I am now, you won't tell, because the bracelet has already translated into Japanese for you."

Ichigo nodded his head, but a question came to him. "How does it know what language to translate my Japanese into?" The man shrugged.

"I don't know, I've told you what my mother told me. I guess the only explanation for that is...Magic." The man smiled once again and laughed. at Ichigo's blank face.

Ichigo paid for the trunk and left the smiling man, ready to get all the rest of the shopping over with. When going to a place called Flourish and Blotts Ichigo knew that Rukia was be in love at the sight of so many books. Then again, she always had a knack for getting the wrong books. Once checking out of the store, he had a terrible time explaining why head had bought all the first though fourth year books required for Hogwarts. Luckily, another customer had come to ask the owner a question, thus letting Ichigo sneak out.

As he was getting his things Ichigo had decided to not get his clothes, not wanting a repeat of the book store mishap. So, Ichigo got his cauldron, telescope, scales, crystal ball("Why will I need that?"), and other items off the list. Now, Ichigo only needed a pet and a wand. Remembering that Urahara told him to get a pet last, Ichigo walked to Eeylops Owl Emporium just to spite the shopkeeper. Once inside the dark store, Ichigo looked around at many different types of owls. Some were in cages, others not, and more than once Ichigo had to dodge a low flying owl to not get hit in the head.

While going through, he finally wondered why of all animals, did the Wizards need owls. He just couldn't see the appeal. Yet, his only other two choices were a toad or a cat. Toad were even more useless than owls, and Ichigo didn't want to find another talking, form-shaping cat. With everything else in this strange new world, he wouldn't be surprised to find such a cat.

Spending much more time than he cared to mention, Ichigo left, not finding an owl to his liking. Or, he would have if he didn't feel something land on his head. Something with sharp talons, that is.

"Ow!" Dropping his trunk that he had brought with him, Ichigo reached up on his head to met nothing but air. Looking around, he found a smug looking owl that seemed to be glaring at him. Glaring back, Ichigo looked at the talons of the owl, seeing what seemed to be a orange shade of hair stuck to one of the talons.

The owl itself was large and powerful looking. It's eyes were a shade that seemed a golden orange, and they seemed to be glowing in the dark light. The coat was a grey that turned to white with black flecks on the feathers. There were two tuffs on fur that rose from above his eyes, looking like large eyebrows.

The eyes seemed to narrow in Ichigo's direction.

Screeching, the owl rushed down with giant wings that gave off powerful swoops in the air as he flapped his wings. Ichigo ducked as it aimed straight for his head. Cursing, he looked up, and surprisingly, found the owl circling him.

"He likes you." Turning, Ichigo saw an old man with brown gloves on holding a cage in one hand, and light, twinkling eyes. To Ichigo, he found that the man was amused with the deadly owl attacking him.

"Like hell it likes me! The bastard just tried to take my head off!" With another cry, the said owl swooped low and scratched Ichigo's hand; the hand covering his face.

"Ow!" Ichigo glared at the owl as it found a perch on a shelf not too far away. The owl gave a glare of equal power back to the orange haired boy. Hearing a chuckle, Ichigo switched his glare to the old man.

"That my boy, is a Eurasian Eagle Owl. The biggest, and most powerful owl there is in the world. They're not normally sold to Wizards because they are so temperamental and often hate dealing with us humans. I was actually planning on letting that fellow go free, because of how many complaints I have gotten from customers who got too close. I was beginning to think my friend was losing her touch." Ichigo frowned, and straightened, finding the Eagle Owl to be messing with its feathers.

"What do you mean?" The man walked forward and held up the cage in his hand to the bird.

"I have a friend who sometimes will give me an owl to sell. She has a knack for finding owls who seemed to be destined to be matched to a Wizard. I often find owls that she find to be extremely loyal to the Wizard they are partnered with." The owl seemed to give the man a critical glare, then after one look at Ichigo it flew into the silver cage.

"Okay, but why do you think that owl like me?" Ichigo glared at the bird, seeming to enter a staring contest between the two. When seeing this, the old man laughed to himself.

"Well, that bird has been following you since he saw you. I'm afraid he didn't want you leaving without him." The man started to go to the counter that was farther into the store, smiling to himself. His dear friend would be delighted to hear about this owl's new owner.

"Didn't mean he had to attack me." Ichigo mumbled, glaring at the back of the bird inside the cage. As if hearing him, the bird turned its head and gave what looked to Ichigo, an amused stare. Blinking, Ichigo grumbled more about the bird, following the old man to the counter.

"Now, as I said before, this type of owl is rare to find willing to pair with a Wizard, so normally the price is high. But, seeing as how I'm sure this bird won't pair with anyone else, and you seem to be a fine lad, I'll give you a discount. This one will be 12 Galleons and 10 Sickles for 10 pounds of food. Owls normally will find their own food, but just to safe I'll add it in." Ichigo nodded his head, trusting the man because of his little knowledge of owls.

"Now, owls prefer mice, rats and other similar kinds of food, but they'll eat this brand of food too." Taking that note in, Ichigo paid the man and placed the food inside the trunk and looked at the bored looking bird. Smiling, the man gestured with his hand to the owl. "Go on then, give him a name."

Ichigo thought for a moment. The one thing that he knew about owls that they hunted during the night. So, all in all, he came to two names. Naito, and Ryoshi. After another thought, he decided.

"Ryoshi." Ichigo would never hear the end of it if Urahara, or God forbid Yoruichi, If he named his owl Night. Looking at the owl, he found that it flapped its wings, screeching.

"Oh ho, looks like he like the name. Well, you have a great day with Ryoshi." Briefly, Ichigo wondered just how the man had know the name to be exactly Ryoshi, because he knew that in English it was translated into "Hunter". Looking down at the Rune Bracelet, he decided to not think about it and just say it was because of magic. It gave him less of a headache that way.

Once out of the store, he noticed that it was getting late. Sighing, Ichigo walked down the nearly empty alley, Ryoshi's cage in one hand and his trunk in the other, and looked around for a shop that could sell wands. While searching, Ichigo wondered just how he was getting back to Japan. Or maybe Urahara hadn't thought of that.

"Damn bastard, stranding me out here. The next time I see him, I'm going to kill Urahara." Ryoshi looked at Ichigo with a confused look, wondering why Ichigo seemed so, testy all of a sudden. Eyeing him some more, the owl decided to ignore his master, choosing to ruffle his feathers and get into a comfortable position to sleep.


"Achoo!" Urahara Kisuke rubbed his nose after sneezing rather loudly. "Hmm, someone must be talking about how wonderful I am." Tessai, who was setting down a new tea kettle, hummed in response, choosing not to tell the shopkeeper how unlikely that was.


Groaning, Ichigo found himself at the other end of Diagon Alley. It was starting to get dark outside, and he had absolutely no idea just where he could find a wand shop. Leaning against a building, Ichigo looked at Ryoshi, who was sleeping inside his cage.

Of course the bird was asleep, he thought, I would be too. Sighing, Ichigo looked up, seeing a sign above him. Frowning, he looked at what it said.

Ollivanders Wand Shop

Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C

...

...

...

Of course.

Growling to himself, Ichigo found the building's door and walked inside with his things. The small shop was dusty and seemed a bit dingy, but not too horrible in appearance. Setting his things down by some chairs that were by the door, Ichigo walked to the desk that was in front of a large shelf filled with boxes.

"Hello?" Listening, he found no answer. Frowning even more, Ichigo wondered if the store was closed, only to banish the thought when remembering the door was unlocked. Calling out again, Ichigo waited.

"Oh, hello there." Jumping, Ichigo turned around to see an old man with wiry white hair that fanned out from his face and pale silver colored eyes seemed to be bright and amused at Ichigo's reaction. Ichigo was tired of people being amused at his reactions.

"Where did you come from?" The man smiled wider and stepped around Ichigo and walked behind his desk.

"Oh from here and there, perhaps I came from nowhere. But, I think you're more interested in a wand than where I came from." Ichigo felt his eye twitch at the cheery voice of the man. He reminded Ichigo of Urahara for some reason, and that could never be a good thing.

"Whatever." Scowling, Ichigo looked away, wanting more than ever to just go home, eat, sleep, and give Urahara what was coming to him.

"Right, may I ask what happened to your previous wand? I'm sure you aren't a first year." Ichigo's eyes swiveled back to the smiling man. Panicking inside, Ichigo tried to come up with a good excuse.

"Uh, It, um, got lost." Inwardly, Ichigo winced at the obvious lie. Why didn't he think of this? Of course people normally had wands already in this world, it would make sense.

"Hmmmm." Ichigo stared into the calculating eyes, daring the man to call him out on the lie. After a few moments, the smiled brightly. "Yes, I know of a few wands that walk away if they don't like their master. No worries, no worries, I'll match to a wand that will stay. Now just stand back so I can have you measured." Ichigo sighed in relief and stepped back, and stared as a measuring tape began to flutter around him.

While being measured, Ichigo looked to see the man was gone. "Uh, so what's your name?" Ichigo called out, hoping that the man wasn't going to surprise him again. After a few moments of silence and having the tape measure almost everything from his height to how far apart his eyes were(Ichigo swatted the tape away at this) The man walked to the desk from around a corner that Ichigo didn't see.

"I am Garrick Ollivander." With a wave of his wand, Garrick had the tape fall to the ground lifelessly. Stepping forward at when Garrick motioned for him, Ichigo stared at the stack of boxes that the man had brought with him. Opening one of the boxes, Garrick handed Ichigo what looked to be a decorative stick to Ichigo. Scowling at the stick, Ichigo figured the thing to be a wand.

"Pine, Unicorn hair, 13 3/4 inches, supple." Ichigo gave Garrick a weird look at his mutterings. Garrick told Ichigo give the wand a wave, and feeling very stupid, Ichigo did just that.

And set Garrick's robes on fire.

Dropping the wand Ichigo began to freak out as Garrick did a little hop dance before using a water spell with his wand to put the fire out. Grabbing the wand that Ichigo had dropped he placed it back into the box and set it aside. Ichigo began to say he was sorry, only to have Garrick wave the apology away.

"No problem, happens all the time." Blinking, Ichigo wondered why the man worked here if that happened all the time. Picking out another box, Garrick gave Ichigo a new wand.

"Ash, Dragon Heartstring, 13 inches." Ichigo barely flicked his wrist when the windows behind them shattered, startling Ryoshi awake with a loud screech. Garrick snatched the wand away and gave Ichigo another, repeating the process with similar results. As the time went on the box pile grew, as with the number of accidents. Ichigo managed to break lights, send Ryoshi's cage flying into his head (Ichigo let Ryoshi out of his cage so that the poor owl could evade more accidents), and almost sent all the boxes on the shelves behind Garrick flying.

As Ichigo grew more worried with each wand, Garrick grew more excited. Never in his life has he had such trouble finding someone a wand. Soon the moon rose into the dark sky outside and Ichigo tried another wand.

"Blackthorn, Manticore Hair, 13 1/2 inches." Ichigo gave it a small wave, only to have an invisible force send onto his back as if he had been shoved.

Groaning, Ichigo got up and glared at Ryoshi who was making small noises akin to chuckling. The bird was more human that Ichigo would of liked.

"Definitely not that." Handing Garrick the wand back Ichigo leaned on the desk with a sigh. Garrick eyed Ichigo carefully. "Your much too strong for Unicorn hair, Not enough control for Phoenix feather, and you seem to not match well with a dragon heartstring very well. And with other kinds of cores, you don't match at all. Curious, very curious indeed. I don't particularly know what to give you. It's almost as if your magical energy is rejecting all the potential wands." Ichigo watched as right after Garrick said this, a light seemed to shine in his eyes.

"Maybe...it's certainly worth a try." Ichigo had no idea what the old man was talking about, but he decided that if this next wand wasn't going to work, he was leaving. "Follow me young man." Blinking in surprise, Ichigo shrugged and complied. Behind the two men Ryoshi ruffled his feathers and opened his wings, launching off the desk and followed, making sure to the two in his sight.

Ichigo glanced upward at Ryoshi's flying form. Ichigo wondered why the owl followed, but then decided to let the owl be. They walked through what seemed to be a maze of shelves to find a door that led down some stairs. When going through the door, Ryoshi planting himself on Ichigo's shoulder, digging his talons into his skin slightly. Hissing in pain, Ichigo glared at the bird, who was ignoring the boy.

Once down the stairs, Ichigo found himself to be in a small room that looked like a workshop. There were shelves that held many vials and whatnots, and a desk that Garrick was walking to.

With a shaky hand, Garrick pulled out a key that he always had in his pocket, and unlocked the top drawer. Inside was a dusty and cobweb covered wooden box. Picking it up, Garrick brushed the cobwebs off and blew the dust off the top of the box. Setting it down on the desk, he motioned for the boy to come forward. Slowly, Garrick opened the box.

Ryoshi flew off Ichigo's shoulder, much to his relief, and perched himself onto the chair by the desk. Walking to Garrick, Ichigo saw him take the lid off a wooden box. A median brown colored wand was resting inside, seeming to be a little over a foot long in size. Garrick motioned for him to take the wand out of the box, much to Ichigo's surprise. Normally Garrick would hand the wand over to him instead of him taking the wand himself. Taking the wand out of the box, Ichigo took a breath and waved his hand.

Ichigo felt something like wind swirl around him, waving his hair around, and a soft glow was coming off the wand. Looking up, he saw a grand smile on Garrick's face. Lowering his wand, Ichigo turned to the wand maker.

"That my boy is our oldest wand, the first one my ancestors ever made if I recall. The wood seems to be Yew, and the length 13 1/2 inches. As for the core, that information was lost long ago." Blinking, Garrick felt tears of happiness come to his eyes. He was the Ollivander to match this wand.

"On behalf of both me, Geraint Ollivander, and all other Ollivanders through the ages, thank you." Garrick gave a slight bow to the shocked Ichigo. Looking down at the innocent looking wand, Ichigo wondered why it was never used by another person before. Turning back to Garrick, Ichigo decided to not ask, knowing there was probably a good reason that didn't really matter now.

"How much is it?" Garrick shook his head and handed Ichigo the box for the wand.

"No price needed. The entire Ollivander family is in your debt for giving this wand a home. It's been over a centaury since this wand has been made, and it has been alone ever since. The wand is free, its the least I can do."

Ichigo frowned, but accepted the wand nonetheless. It was time to go home.