Part:3


The sisters departed for Diagon Alley, each one's pocket considerably heavier from the gold their father had given them.


"Oh look, it's Flourish and Blott's!" exclaimed Claudine, "They'll have all our text books for Hogwarts."

"Well, we mine as well get it out of the way," Claudette replied, trying to drown out Claudine's enthusiasm.

The three entered into Flourish & Blotts. There were shelves of volumes, floor to ceiling everywhere in the small shop. A small wizard in moss green robes was on a ladder getting down an extremely thick book . If its popularity was judged by the dust content, you could safely say it was written in Latin by a two year old.

The girl's caught the small man's eye, and he smiled acknowledgingly behind his frameless round spectacles.

" Hogwart's students, I S'pose," he said in a rather snotty english accent, "What year now, I haven't all day."

Claudia looked at Claudine, and Claudine gave him a sympathetic look.

"He's probably had a million students come in for the texts, today," she mouthed to Claudia.

"We are in fifth," Claudette said sharply, her smooth accentless english sharper than an axe.

"Very well, then," said the small man, quite taken aback, "You'll be needing copies of Potions of Death and Healing by Tyrone Halltrop, The Art of Charming by Andresco Tykovski, Transfigure your Way to Greatness by Johan Forbes."

As he said each title and author, three copies of each book would flutter down from the cherry ash shelves, landing gently on the large librarians desk where a frail old woman was adding muggle-like on a business calculator.

"Must be a squib," Claudette whispered in Claudine's ear.

"Oh, and yes, Protection From the Most Unbelievably Evil Things Out There by Pixie Peterson," said the small man with a shiver in his voice, " Now, I will require a copy of your Hogwart list for your hand-picked subjects."

"Oh, here's mine," Claudine piped in, shortly followed by the rustling of Claudia's and Claudette's.

" Well, well," he said thoughtfully, " Aspiring seers, are we? You'll all be needing a copy of The Secrets of Dreams and Birthdays by Madame Mystic. Two copies of Punishment and Pleasure for Beasts by L. Helbling, one copy of Muggle Ways by Fanny Rumpston. Two copies of The Magical Properties of Highly Irregular and Rare Plants by Kristen V., two copies of The Stars of the Southern Sky, by Yonda Desoinee, a copy of Analyzing the Past, by Professor S. Wintle, and one copy of Numbers and Neurology, by Dr. Michale W."

"OK," the lady behind the large desk said softly, "That will be 189 Galleons and 102 Knuts."

Claudine took the shiny coinage out of her pocket and attempted to convert the English wizarding currency, in Canada, they had worked with Kontles and Irabees.

"Thank you, and good luck," hummed the cheery old woman as the three left the store.

"These are extremely heavy," Claudia complained. The strap of her messenger bag was digging into her shoulder.

"Yeah, and they look so challenging," said Claudine happily, strolling along the cobble stone streets of Diagon Alley.

The smell was fantastic. The chocolate milk shakes mingling with the scent of new robes and leather book bindings told their nostrils that they were in an extraordinary place. There were beautiful shop displays of designer robes, racing brooms, spell books, and all sorts of magical items, they'd never had so much to look at.

Claudia looked in all the shop's windows. There were so many things she wanted to buy, like that Lightning Strike quidditch broom in the window, or that gorgeous red dress robe in that boutique.

"Do we need dress robes this year," Claudia asked.

"Yeah, that's what it says."

"Well let's go look in there," Claudia

They entered the shop and were soon greeted by a stoat women in pink robes." Hello" she said kindly to the girls" I'm Madam Marsh. Are you girls from Hogwarts?"

"Yes" Claudette said, rather sarcastically, "We need dress robes."

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