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NESSIE POV

I couldn't stop myself from staring in horror at the hole. It had grown to look natural, but I couldn't help but wonder how it had happened.

"Ah, I see you've met my hole."

I tore my eyes away from the hole to look at George's eyes. He was grinning. "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt."

Swallowing, I shook my head.

"'ey George. 'Ow's business?" Hagrid asked solemnly. George grinned toothily. "Very good. Would this be the vampire that they are talking about?"

I blushed and tried not to show my shyness. "Yes. How come everyone knows about me?" I demanded quietly.

"Because you are just about as famous as Harry!"

I stared wide eyed at George. Was he a ventriloquist? It appeared that he had just spoke, but his lips had not moved. I looked for the source and my eyes set upon a second George in a frame. "Hello!" Both Georges said in synchronization. I blinked.

"I'm Fred."

"And I'm George." The one standing in front of me said.

Hagrid patted my back. "They're the twins I was talking about. Fred died when Tom Riddle fought agains' us." He explained. I looked at Fred in awe, and caught the short ripple of sadness on his face. "But enough about me! What about you? Have you come to Weasly's Wizard Wheezes for school supplies?"

He said it almost devilishly. I shook my head. "I was curious." I explained. George smiled and walked from the counter to a shelf, and Hagrid towed me along.

"These things here are Puking Pastiles. Want to try one?" George asked, holding out one of the strange candies. I shook my head quite vigorously. "I'm fine, thanks."

He chuckled. "Whatever suits you."

I decided to wait out on buying anything there. But they insisted I take a batch of those Puking Pastiles. I put them at the bottom of a large black cauldron Hagrid carried.

"Alrigh'… one more thing. Yeh need a wand." Hagrid mumbled. I raised an eyebrow. "I need one of those?" He laughed. "Of course! I know the perfec' place. Unfortunately the man 'imself died." It sounded bitter.

We entered an old store called Ollivanders, where a man stood. He looked at us with light blue eyes and platinum hair. "Hello." He said with a faint sneer as he looked at Hagrid, and we walked closer. This man was awfully strange. He had pallid skin.

"Hello, Draco." Hagrid said in a voice that wasn't as friendly as stiff. Draco nodded. "Is this the vampire?" He asked just as stiffly. Hagrid nodded, his beard quivering. "We just need a wand and we'll be going."

Draco pursed his lips and motioned for me to come to the back. "I can' come with yeh, Nessie," Hagrid sighed. "The isles are too small."

I followed the strange man named Draco to the back room, where millions of isles were filled with multiple varieties of wooden sticks. It was hard to believe they possessed any power at all.

"Try this one," Draco murmured, and handed me a wooden one with mahogany wood. I gripped it firmly. "What am I supposed to do?" I asked tersely. He smiled, and I was surprised. He didn't seem like the man to smile.

"The wand chooses the wizard." He stated, as if it were a recited sentence. I shrugged and held up the wand. I flinched as a couple of red sparks flew from the end.

"I guess not."

We went through stacks and stacks of wands. My arm was beginning to hurt, and we had almost finished off… ugh, only a shelf.

"Here…" Draco said in frustration. "Try this one."

I held it in my hand and held it up wearily. But then, a bunch of golden rays flew from it and turned into some beautiful design in the air.

"Finally," Draco said contentedly. "This is now your wand, vampire."

I didn't mention that I wasn't really vampire.

"It's made from oak and its inside contains a gold film." He said with knowledge. I looked at the wand in my hand, and suddenly felt a warmth in my fingers. This was my portal to the magic world I never dreamed about. I looked up. "Thank you, sir." I said.

Draco's face softened, so that his sneer was almost gone. "It's no problem." He said. "You'll get to meet my son, Professor Malfoy this year. You'll be lucky if you get into Slytherin."

I vaguely wondered what a Slytherin was.

I left, looking at my wand. It was really neat looking.

"Hoo." I looked up, and smiled. "I almost forgot about you Conner," I said, holding out my arm. He landed on it with a ruffle of wings.

"Well, we have your lis' taken care of. Yeh ready to 'ead back to Forks?"

I nodded. I wanted to show my parents the awesome stuff I'd gotten.

"You put tha' wand away, now, Nessie. A rule abou' magic; no use in front of mu- I mean 'umans. We call them muggles."

I nodded and fervently shoved it in the robe I'd already thrown on. It was actually quite comfy.

We did the whole Apparating thing, which I'd actually grown quite accustomed to.

Something was off when we landed. I fell over into something wet. "Aargh! Hagrid, you zapped us into the river!" I gasped as the cold water rushed over my knees. I stood up and examined my sopping robes. "Don' put them in a drier," Hagrid suggested. I sighed and stepped carefully out of the river, which only made it up to Hagrid's soles.

My parents must have heard the awkward landing. They were next to me in a second, but their eyes popped out. "Is that a robe?" Alice shrieked from a distance. I smiled. "You like it?" I asked my parents.

"NO!" Alice shouted, but my parents nodded hesitantly. "You look very sophisticated," Mom commented. I hugged her, only then remembering I was soaked. "I'm sorry." I said. Then I was tapped on the shoulder. I looked back to Hagrid, who held up a rather wet looking wand. "Don' lose this!" he said, and I grabbed my wand back in a hurry. "Thanks, Hagrid!" I said, and dried the soaked thing on what was dry of my robes.

"What's that?" Mom asked curiously. I held it up. "It's a wand. It controls magic."

Dad and Mom exchanged a glance.

Some day I could show them.

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