Welcome to Diagon Alley

The four of them make it to London without the slightest hiccup, landing in a secluded area and taking a walk to a local pub. Harry was confused on what was going on. "Excuse me, but where are we going?"

Einjeru and Lee were confused as well and shrugged. Einjeru starts to whisper in Lee's ear upon realizing they were in the rundown part of the pub scene. "Haguriddo wa doko ni iru no?" "Where is Hagrid taking us?"

"Sappari wakaranai, Einjeru-chan." "Not a clue, Angel."

Hagrid hears the Japanese speak over Harry's question and nips it in the bud. "We're heading to a special place." He sees the sign for the Leaky Couldron and holds the door open. "Don't worry you guys, it's magically friendly."

They walk in and start making their way through when the bartender, Tom, sees them. "Hagrid! The usual I presume?"

"Not now Tom, I'm on official Hogwarts business. I'm helping young Harry here buy his school supplies."

"Well bless my soul. It's Harry Potter."

In that moment, the pub went silent and Einjeru's danger senses went up. Her hand twitched nervously as if she was looking for a nonexistent kunai to drive through someone.

Lee immediately grabbed her hand. "Ochitsuku" "Calm down."

"Watashi wa dekimasen. Watashi wa darekaga harī rī o gekirei suru junbi ga dekite iru yō ni kanjiru kurai sonzai o kanjiru." "I can't. I sense a dark presence that feels like someone is ready to pounce on Harry, Lee."

In the minute span of their quiet conversation, numerous people had come up to Harry.

"Welcome back Mr. Potter. Welcome back."

"Delores Crockford Mr. Potter, I can't believe I'm meeting you at last."

The last person to come up, really got under Einjeru's skin, making her grip Lee's hand tightly. "Aku no…" "Evil…"

"H-H-Harry Potter… I- My what an honor it is to meet you."

Hagrid greets him with a smile. "Hello Professor, I didn't see you there. Harry, Lee, Angel, this is professor Quirrell. He'll be your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts."

Harry was the first to shake his hand. "Nice to meet you."

Lee then shakes his hand. "It is an honor sir."

Einjeru shakes his hand hesitantly, feeling shivers run up her spine. "I look forward to learning from you." In her mind she thinks 'I don't trust you, but I can definitely learn from you…' A serious look formed on her face as she became determined what his plans are, and why she sensed a spike of killing intent from him.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Hagrid put his hands on her shoulder. "Well we better get going. Lots to buy."

Harry waved at Quirrell. "Bye."

The rest said their greetings, leaving Quirrell sitting there with a sinister look on his face. "The boy who lived will die, alongside those who stand with him. However, that girl is too perceptive for her own good. She will most likely put a thorn in my plans."

"Yes, my lord, but she seems smart enough to not reveal that she knows something. She's guarded. The other boy seems willing to defend her, so I'll have to keep an eye out for both."

"Yes, see that you do. She seems just like a certain person just before they disappeared from the magical realm. I wonder if that particular curse did her in?"

"Curse, my lord?"

"I'll explain later when we're not in view of the public. I have the slightest feeling that the girl we saw may be her offspring."

"I'll definitely watch her then."

Meanwhile in an alley, Hagrid, Harry, Angel and Lee were standing there while the latter three bombarded Hagrid with questions.

"How do those people know who I am?"

"What's going on Hagrid? I want to know why those people know who he is as well."

"Why did people jump at him like was famous?"

Hagrid has a look on his face that said not to ask any more questions. "First of all, Harry is famous. Second, it's not my place to tell why, so don't ask any more questions about it." He then taps his umbrella in a pattern which a brick wall starts to evenly split into an opening. "Welcome Harry, to Diagon Alley!"

Angel smiles a little bit before asking a question unrelated to the other conversation. "Hagrid, if this passageway existed before, why did we use a portkey to get here?"

"Secrecy Angel. Secrecy. Also, you guys were still young enough that I couldn't bring you through there yet." A look of understanding came across Angel's face upon hearing the explanation.

Walking through the alley, Harry sees the sweets shop, a broomstick shop, a wardrobing shop and a pet shop. At the pet shop sat a beautiful white owl, a white cat with with a silver patch around its eye, and a brown owl that seemed to be eyeing Lee for some odd reason. Harry was amazed but had one heaping concern. "Hagrid how am I to pay for all of this? I haven't any money."

Hagrid points straight ahead. "Well there's your money. Gringotts, the wizard bank. Ain't no place safer, well… maybe Hogwarts." They walk into the entrance to see a paragraph acknowledging what happens to a thief if they try to steal. Angel started to read. "Enter stranger but take heed of what awaits the sin of greed, for those who take, but do not earn, must pay dearly in their turn, so if you seek beneath our floors a treasure that was never yours, thief, you have been warned, beware of finding more than treasure there." She starts thinking to herself.

'A shinobi may be crazy enough to actually attempt robbing this place… Luckily we don't have to since our fathers make a killing off their missions. The last time we were here we set up a joint bank account for us and have put away bits and pieces of their mission pay over the years to prepare for the impending shopping we have to do.'

Walking through the bank, the three fledgling wizards in training were looking at creatures that were shorter than they were, but obviously older looking. Harry started asking questions that the other two knew the answer to. "Hagrid, what exactly are these things?"

"They're goblins Harry. Not the friendliest of creatures, but they guard your money well."

They get to the counter and Hagrid starts speaking to the head goblin. "Mr. Harry Potter wishes to make a withdrawal."

The head goblin looks down and scrutinizes Harry from head to toe. "And does Mr. Potter have his key?"

Hagrid fumbles looking for it and pulls it out. "Here's the little devil. There's also the matter of Ms. Parker and Mr. Lee's accounts, and Professor Dumbledore gave me this." He pulled out a letter sealed with wax and tied up with twine. "It's about you know what in vault you know which."

The head goblin nods. "Very well. Are the two of them aware that after this transaction they're going to need their wands? Their parents wanted to make sure that their vault was beyond secure. They have a lot saved up and it's only accruing more through interest." Angel and Lee nodded.

"It's just we don't have our wands yet. I think our parents were aware of that and made that stipulation for when we did get our wands."

"I am aware of this."

They went through the caverns, the tracks twisting and turning as they went. The deeper they went the more elaborate the security is. They got to vault 713 which caused Harry to ask what was in there. Hagrid replied that he couldn't say.

Angel in turn pulled out a piece of parchment that Kakashi put in her bag. She reads it aloud.

"Einjeru,

Anata ga kore o yonda toki, anata no honshitsu o kaimono suru junbi ga dekite iru koto o shitte imasu. Anata no ginko koza wa, anata ga sore o tenriireta toki ni mamora remasu, shinobi paranoia to sono subete. 5 sen man-rittoru soto no mono ga arimasu. Anata to Ri ga anata no hitsuyo to suru mono o te ni ireru no ni jibun'na ijo no monodesu. Mata, okashi mo arimasen.

Anata no chichioya,

Kakashi"

Lee looked at her asking why she read that aloud in their native tongue, just to find out it was written in it.

"Dad doesn't know how to write in English like we do. However, I can give a rough translation. It says 'Angel, I know by the time you're reading this you're getting ready to shop for necesities. Your bank account will be secured by wand check when you get it, shinobi paranoia and whatnot. There's the equivalent of 50 million ryo which should be more than enough for you and Lee to get what you need. Also, no sweets. Your doting father, Kakashi' Stupid scarecrow dad..."

Harry was confused to why Angel said that last part. She immediately paled and explained what Kakashi meant in English. She also had to explain why she was barred from sweets, which she looked paler than a ghost after explaining. Lee chuckled, and she changed the subject to conversions.

"1 ryo is equal to 10 yen, meaning we have 500 million yen. 500 million yen equals 3,499,000-pound sterling. Which translates to about the same amount in sickles... 3.5 million-pound sterling. Esentially that is 205,882 Galleons, because there are 17 sickles to a galleon and 29 knuts to a sickle. Either way I think dad is right, we have more than enough to get us through."

After the conversion lesson, the swirling of caves, and Hagrid getting sick, everyone had the money they needed and made their way to the finest wand shop in wizarding Britain, Ollivanders. Hagrid had some other errands to run and trusted the three of them to stick together.

Wandering through the front of the shop looking around, a man on a ladder slides to the front. His hair white from age as well as his gravelly voice showed his knowledge in the field. He looked at the three of them smiling and locked on Harry saying, "I wondered when I would be seeing you Mr. Potter." He climbed off the ladder talking about his parents and grabbing a wand. "It seemed like only yesterday that your mother and father were here buying their first wands." Bringing the wand out, Ollivander had a smile on his face. "Perhaps this one."

Harry stood there confused for a moment until he was told to give it wave. The moment he did, a whole mass of drawers came flying out. Ollivander immediately went and got another wand. "Perhaps this one."

One wave later and a vase was broken. Ollivander sounded like he was getting angry when he gave his next statement. "Nope! Nope, and definitely not! No matter..." He starts grabbing another one before looking at Harry, pondering. 'I wonder...' He heads to the back and brings out a very particular wand. Made of Holly wood with a phoenix feather core and 11 inches, the wand seemed like a perfect match. Upon it being handed off to Harry, he was bathed in a golden glow.

Ollivander was amazed and let one word slip out. "Curious."

Setting the wand down, Harry couldn't help but reply. "I'm sorry, but what's curious?"

"It seems you were destined for this wand, even though it's brother gave you that scar."

"And who owned that wand?"

Einjeru and Lee were so quiet that Harry forgot they were there, and Ollivander went on speaking about he who must not be named. After a throat clearing, Harry and Ollivander looked at the other two in the shop and paled. Angel shrugged it off. "It's good that we're learning about this. We have no idea about this."

Ollivander shook his head. "I think it's best we don't discuss the dark wizard that shouldn't be named and focus on getting your wands squared away."

He goes to the wand selections and pulls a slender looking box. He hands it to Angel and asked her to do what Harry did. The first one blew up a nearby bird, causing her to cringe in remorse. Coming back with another wand, he expected another catastrophe and got it in the form of his hair being singed.

"I see you're going to be a tricky one Ms. Parker. Similarly, to Mr. Potter, you are destined for a particular wand. Phoenixes are independent creatures and very detached from the world. The creature that Harry's core came from gave off two other feathers, one that resides in the wand of the one who gave him the scar and one that resides in a Black Walnut casing which hasn't been sold yet. However, a similar wand was sold many years just slightly different phoenix feather."

He brings out the wand. "Made of Black Walnut and phoenix feather and 12 and ¾ in length, I have a feeling this one was made for you." Upon grabbing ahold, her hair started to float and a silver glow like Harry's golden one started showing. "Whoa. Is this supposed to happen?"

"That just means I found the right wielder for this wand. It's been sitting in storage for years. Now for Mr. Lee."

He brings out three particular, yet rare wands. "Judging from Mr. Lee's demeanor I can tell the common woods would blow up in my face. I think an Ebony would suit you nicely, but what kind of core would be best?" He looks at his three main cores thinking a Dragon Heartstring would be a good fit. Bringing it out and handing it to Lee, the wand reacted violently. "That's a first. I never seen a wand act like this." Going back again, he grabs a Phoenix cored one for it not to react at all. "This is also a first. Normally Phoenix cores have an explosive reaction. This leaves the Unicorn." He grabs and hands it to Lee to see a pleasant reaction.

"Now I must tell you that your characters are very distinct for you guys to have distinct wands like this. Harry, your wand of Holly works with those who happen to need assistance with their temper and is hard to pair with your particular type of core. Angel, the black walnut looks for someone of good instincts and powerful insight. However, it's not the easiest to master, and is attuned to your inner conflict. If you aren't honest with yourself or others, this wand will fail you. While the wood itself is handsome and hard to master, this particular wand is harder to master because of your phoenix feather core. Lee, Ebony tends to be suited to those that will hold to their beliefs no matter the situation. With a unicorn core, you will produce the most consistent magic and will be difficult to turn to the dark arts, also don't mistreat your wand or the core may die."

A knock on the window diverts everyone's attention. They look to see Hagrid with three cages containing each of the animals they saw earlier. They nod to Ollivander, thanking him for the wands and going outside with their matches. Before walking off, Ollivander tells them something important. "The wand chooses the wizard, remember that you three."

They finish their shopping for the day and went to Leaky Cauldron to lodge for the night before going to catch the train the next day.