After a few minutes, Locust calmed herself, wiped her face, and stood.
"Thank you, Mamma. Can we finish my shopping now?" Morticia seemed uncertain,but she could never deny her younger daughter.
"Of course, my little fae. Grandmama has scouted out the alley for us, and decided that Diagon is just too light oriented, so we'll be shopping in Knockturn. Come along."
LINE BREAK!
Back in the main lobby of Gringotts, several more purebloods had arrived, hoping the rumors were wrong. They were dissapointed. From the back came a small family. An impish man, whose eyes held the shine of insanity. An apparition of a woman, paler than a ghost. A girl with braids dressed in all black. A boy with cropped blond hair, and an air similar to his father's. A second girl whose hair was a deep burgundy, and her eyes the color of their old master's favorite curse. All wore black, and stalked like panthers. All shuddered, as the magic rolling off the family radiated darkness, like a siren's call. Once the odd family had left, all turned inwards, discussing the family that just had to be the Addams of old.
LINE BREAK LIKES YOUR OUTFIT!
Locust and the Addams swiftly worked their way past the crowds of people, and cut down Knockturn Alley. The first stop was the bookstore, where she met a blonde named Davis. She hated blondes. Next came Twillfit and Tattings, the robe store, where she chated with a boy named Draco. Another blond. Then, the apothecary, where nothing exceptional happened. Finally, her wand.
LINE BREAK SAYS YOU DESERVE LOVE!
The wand store, compared to the others, was brightly lit, and quite spacious. In an odd way, the air smelled of wilted flowers and dust. There was shelves filled with boxes, and a plain casheirs desk. From the back came a call of 'be with you in a moment!', and a series of thuds. Then, emerged a wrinkled old woman, whos hair was more grey then brown.
"Welcome to Tully's. I am Madame Tully, owner and wand maker. Who will I be outfitting today?" Locust stepped forward. "Very well, dear. Off to Hogwarts?" Locust nodded, unsure of the proper manners for meeting a wand maker. Mamma's etiquette classes never covered this."All my wands are custom, deary, so this might take a while. Any magical gifts I should know off ?" Here, Locust spoke.
"I have an eidetic memory, am a parsletoungue, and a minor metamorpmagus, Madam." She ticked her gifts off as she spoke. Madam Tully sniffed.
"Very well. Let us begin."
LINE BREAK!
An hour later, the Addams headed home, Locust carrying a wand of ash, ten and a quarter inches, with dragon heart string. She had poured seven drops of blood into the varnish, to bind it to herself. As soon as she got home, she fell fast asleep.
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AN: I typed this at five in the morning because I couldn't sleep. Read and Review, please!