Chapter two: Strange things always happen

Harry's POV

It was almost Harry's 11th birthday. He knew it too well, because the young boy was counting every day to that day. Living with his godfather Sirius felt good to him, because he told him about the Dursleys. Harry still got a shiver, that was running down his spine, when he thought about them.

But, he was most curious about Remus. He lived with Sirius, but once a month, he disappeared. "Happy tomorrow birthday, Harry!" Sirius shouted. He immediately rushed to his godfather and hugged him. "I have some happy news, young one. After nine years of arguing, I am now lord Black!" Sirius announced. "Well done, Old dog." Harry answered.

Sirius stared daggers at him for a second, but he started laughing. "I still prefer being called 'Uncle Doggy,' pup." the newly made lord joked. "We should buy you a wand today, sleep at the Leaky Cauldron, and tomorrow buy the rest of needed things. OK?" Sirius continued. Harry nodded furiously at that idea.

"Then, go pack yourself." Sirius continued. Harry rushed to his room and in ten minutes, he was ready to leave. Kreachure muttered something about old lady Black. Harry learned how to ignore the house elf two years ago. His godfather smiled at him with some pride again. "I know, that I look like my dad, but my eyes are mum's." Harry nearly shouted att Sirius.

"You stole the line, pup." Sirius commented. They both laughed and went to the garage. Harry sat in the sidecar, while Sirius prepared the engine to start up. But, Sirius rode through the streets like a muggle, instead of faster flying. It took them almost one hour to find the Leaky Cauldron. It looked like an old pub, which is not full.

But, from the inside it was full of witches and wizards. "They are using mixture of notice-me-not charms and the fidelius charm." lord Black whispered to him. To his surprise, the strangest man in the whole pub turned to their direction. He was wearing some type of robes with a cloak. "Ah, lord Black! Here, in this pub, we met each other after almost 10 years." the man shouted to be heard by them.

After that, the rest of witches and wizards turned to them. "Dear gods! That's Harry Potter!" one of them said. Suddenly, the rest of them rushed to meet Harry. "Welcome back, Mr. Potter, welcome back." another announced and shook with his hand. "Doris McCrockword, Mr. Potter, it's my pleasure to meet you." a young witch said. A man with turban looked at him too. "H-Harry Po-Potter. Y-you don't e-even know, how pleased I am to m-meet you." he managed to say. "Alright, professor Quirrell. Stop talking for a while. It irritates us a bit." that stranger shouted again.

Quirrell stared daggers at him first, but sat back down. "Oh, I almost forgot. My name is Gertel Starwill." he finished. "Wait… you're the new professor at Hogwarts?" Doris McCrockword asked. "Yes, but only in case, if Quirrell here dies or is fired." Gertel answered. "Tom! I and Harry will stay overnight!" Sirius finally shouted at the barman. He nodded and glanced on the backdoor. He nodded back and led Harry to it.

Sirius's POV

Sirius smiled wickedly at Harry, who just stared at the brick wall. After ten seconds, he finally took pity and tapped at seemingly random spots. The wall dissolved and showed an opening, that was wide enough for Hagrid to came through. "Pup, welcome to the Diagon Alley." Sirius dramatically announced. Harry answered just with a priceless stare.

Sirius laughed and led Harry to the Gringotts first. "We need first to get you some money." lord Black said. "Gringotts are goblins. Do not try to fool them, or they'll rip your head off your body and place it on a spear." he continued without a single trace of humor. Harry started to shake a bit. And they went in. One hour later, they were back on fresh air and breathed slowly. "I would take this ride again." Sirius joked a bit about the rollercoaster-like ride.

"And, there it is. If you want the best wand around, then go to Ollivander's." Sirius continued and pointed at a shop. The inscription was old, but you could still read Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B. C. Harry was again speechless. When they entered, Mr. Ollivander showed up. "Ah, lord Black. 14.5 inches, oak, dragon heart string, quite pliable. Are you taking care of your wand?" he simply nodded. "I was asking myself, when you show up in my shop, Mr. Potter. It still feels like yesterday, when your father and mother bought their first wands here." the being with Einstein-like hair continued.

"Ahm, can you skip this monologue, please?" Sirius asked. "Ah, you're right Mr. Black." Ollivander agreed and grabbed his flying meter. Sirius smiled at Harry's reaction to it. Everyone, who goes through this part is scared. It took Ollivander three tries to find Harry a wand, that accepts him. "Strange. Very strange." the old being said. Sirius immediately knew it. "This wand is related to ol' Voldy's?" he asked. Ollivander slightly nodded. Sirius only gulped.

Gertel's POV

Gertel went to the Diagon Alley in order to buy himself an ice cream. He liked the treat even more, than blue Bantha milk. Florean Fortescue was indeed a chatty person, who wanted to talk with everybody. The ice cream seller was the first person, which helped the Jedi to hide and blend in the Wizarding community. Gertel even helped with creating a meat-flavoured one. And the taste… it was almost addictive like frozen Deathsticks.

"... Fortescue. He haves the best ice cream in the whole Britain." Sirius said to the young boy. Gertel used the Force to see inside of their minds. Sirius wanted too badly prank someone, but Harry wanted friends and revenge on Voldemort. 'That bastard from that village, almost 10 years ago.' Gertel reminded himself. "Revenge is a good cause to fight, but it leads to the Dark Side." Gertel announced.

The duo looked at him confused. "Meat-flavoured ice cream?" the Jedi continued, like nothing happened. Harry gave him a surprised look as an answer. "It's good. Give it a try." Gertel added with a slightest smile. "He invented the flavor." Florean tried to convince them to try his newest (and best) ice cream. "If you want it so badly… I'll give it a try." Sirius gave up. Both Florean and Gertel smiled. Finally, one of For-magic users will try it.

'It's so peaceful here.' Gertel thought, as he looked at the slowly going-to-sleep Diagon Alley. "What the?! It is good like my mother's chicken wings!" Sirius shouted in surprise. "I said it, Padfoot. It is the best-" Gertel tried to comment, but Sirius's wand was pointed at his neck. 'Oops… a small mistake!' the young Jedi thought. "I have a bad feeling about this." Gertel announced in the last second, before he could say that.

"You should have." Sirius answered and his wand retreated back to the wrist holster. "I am just a skilled legilimencer. I can't control myself." he said a lie to the man, who almost got ten opportunities to kill the Jedi on spot. "And Dumbledore tried to get in my head, like he does to every single kid there." Gertel continued. The look on their faces was priceless. "Yep, that's true." Gertel finished and started eating his portion of ice cream. Suddenly, Harry touched his arm. "Can you teach me, how to block this?" he asked. And the Jedi nodded with a small smile. The Force was pleased again.