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JK Rowling and I hope she doesn't mind I borrow them. I would also like to
say that the whole Prince of Griffindor thing belongs to the author of the
Gilded Lily, which I myself enjoy. I would like to say that I only
borrowed the title (Prince of Griffindor) and will not be anything like the
Gilded Lily.
A Life in a Moment
Chapter 2: Talk about Mind Trip
The next morning we had gotten up and into the station wagon with Petunia in tow. She was grumbling the entire way about some nonsense and I chose to ignore her. We finally arrived. I was standing before the leaky cauldron and my dad turned to me.
"I am sorry angel but it must have been a hoax because there is no leaky cauldron." I turned and looked at him.
"You don't see it its right there." I pointed to emphasize it.
"Right Lily know your delusional. I am getting back in the car." Petunia then started before the car. I stopped her though. I watched my parents' eyes they seemed to slide from the bookstore on one side to the record store on the other. It was almost as if their eyes passed over it without seeing it. I grabbed their hands and pulled them into the grubby looking pub.
They were looking around in shock at the tavern they were staring at that appeared to come from no where. I took the lead and walked up to the bar.
"Um excuse me." I peered over it but I was kind of short and only half of my head was above it. The bartender leaned over and smiled at me he had a toothy smile and was a little dingy.
"What can I do for ya little miss?" He seemed nice enough so I went ahead.
"Might you be Tom the bartender? My letter said to ask for you. I am starting Hogwarts this year and it said you would show me how to get to Diagon Alley." I replied in my politest voice. No need to anger someone you need information from. I also smiled I guess sucking up couldn't hurt might even help. I was right he returned the smile.
"Well of course why don't you follow me and I'll take you out back and show you the entrance. You need a wand to open it but you can get one in the alley for next time. I'll open it for ya this time." With that he came around the counter and walked out the back door I followed close behind him with my parents and Tunia in tow.
He walked up to the back where there was a trashcan. "Three up…Two across…Tap it three times and…" He watched our amazed faces as the bricks moved out of the way becoming a archway leading into Diagon alley. "Welcome to Diagon alley! I suggest you start with Gringotts, Its right down that way," he pointed somewhere vaguely to the left I was still gawking, "there you can exchange your money for galleons the currency we use in the wizarding rule. Have fun. Good day to ya." With that be bowed and started back to the pub. I heard my dad thank him. We entered the alley.
There were way to many places and things too look at. But the broom shop with all the kids and several adults ogling at the window display, the bookshop, and the apothecary caught my attention. They looked to be very unusual. A broom store really? It was kind of weird. I did not realize then that they flew on them I was thinking more along the lines they had really dirty houses. (I will giggle at this for years to come).
Dad then ushered me towards the snowy white building while mom tried to keep the petrified Petunia moving. Inside was another eye bugging display. I realized I must have been doing a lot of this lately and giggled out loud. Petunia looked at me like I was possessed. The goblins I learned were really funny looking. They had squashed faces with long noses it was kind of funny. My dad handed me the money a little unsure so I approached the goblin. (I think he thought a witch or wizard would have to do this because he is really brave).
"Um excuse me. I would like to exchange my money." The goblin stared down his long nose at me. He smiled it was kind of scary and really intimidating.
"Of course let me see…" The rate he said was absolutely appalling. I was going to waste a quarter of my dad's money on getting it exchanged.
"Hey look here I am not stupid and I bet if I was a few feet taller you would certainly be charging me a whole lot less and I will take my business else where unless you give me a fair price." I think I startled him because I was able to haggle him down to a fifth of the amount he was going to take. I then marched out with my held up high. They really weren't that scary.
We then went to Madam Malkin's were I got my school robes and suggested dress robes. I got pretty green ones that Madam Malkin said would bring out my eyes. They sparkled too. We then headed to the cauldron shop across the way, followed by the telescope shop. The apothecary was next and it was really cool even though it stank like a skunk. The unicorn horns were beautiful but I was appalled at them. I asked the funny witch at the counter if they killed the unicorn to get the horn like poachers do to African rhinos and she laughed. (It was more like a squeaky cackle but I didn't want to stereotype it). She also reassured me.
"Of course not. To kill a unicorn is a horrible act. Although the unicorn usually doesn't like to loose its horn. They grow knew ones anyway." Than made me feel a whole lot better. I always felt bad for rhinos and unicorns I liked a whole lot more from my fairy stories.
Next came the bookstore Flourish and Blotts. My parents bought me a few extra books for my birthday. Normally they take me to the bookstore the day after my birthday so I could pick out a book or two. I got Hogwarts a History, and Quidditch through the ages. I guess they don't play football at Hogwarts oh well. I also bought a supply of parchment, quills and ink. I got mostly black ink but my mom treated me to a bottle that changes color as you write.
My parents also decided to by me an animal as my last present. I walked through a Magical Pets store and didn't see anything that really caught my attention so we headed to Eeylops Owl Emporium. The shop was very dark and the floor was covered with straw and droppings. I saw Petunia cringe as my eyes adjusted. There were cages everywhere and jeweled eyes peered at us from all angles. I walked down the isles my mum and dad keeping up a steady narration about the breeds we passed. I stopped outside a snowy owls cage. It was watching me with big yellow eyes. Almost deciding if I was the worthy pet. It made me giggle. I reached my hand in and stroked its neck and it hooted in pleasure.
A little while later I had paid for him and he was sleeping in his new cage with a navy blew cover that sparkled like the night sky. We then headed to our last stop of the day. Ollivander's Makers of Fine Wands. I was really nervous about this. My dad turned and looked at me and smile in reassurance.
"You know you wouldn't have received a letter is you weren't a witch." He always knew how to make me feel better. After that we entered the store and rang the bell.
Mr. Ollivander seemed to sneak up on us even though we were waiting for him.
"Ms. Evans I have been expecting you of course. Welcome to my store. Would you mind stepping onto the block so I can take some measurements. And he did just that but after a while he started pulling boxes off the wall and the tape measure continued on itself. I almost laughed at that but I didn't think this was the place.
Mr. Ollivander explained to me the different cores of wands and how the wand chooses the wizard. "Why don't you try this one Ms. Evans. Its willow ten and a quarter inches long and swishy. Go on just give it a wave." He must of saw my hesitance.
I took the wand from his hand and felt a warm sensation and brought it up and swishing back down. The tip erupted in purple flowers. It felt right in my hand and this time the wands reaction made me giggle.
"Yes congratulations, and on the first try. Very good Ms. Evans. This wand will be very good with charms. Enjoy it." We paid eight galleons for it and several sickles for some wand polish and left. Tired dad and my carried most of the packages up I held onto my wand and owl. I hadn't decided on his name yet. We went back through the leaky cauldron and home where I would anxiously await September 1st.
~~
The rest of the summer would have seemed to have crawled by if its wasn't for my new books and friends. I had decided to name my owl Tundra. I really thinks he likes it. I found out her also likes to eat chicken. I pretty sure since I was from a muggle family I wouldn't now anything compare to the other kids and I am used to getting good grades so I panicked a little. More like a lot. I did a lot of studying. I probably close to memorized most of my books. If my friends didn't drag me away from them I probably would have been able to recite every single word. Tom came around everyday and we would go to the park or go horseback riding. He played polo and was a very good rider. Although I was told I am good I just think I have made a peace with the horse I normally ride Peppermint Patty. I won't even attempt polo. The terrible duo and me would dump some disgusting liquid on Kristen or but superglue their brothers fingers together. That is always fun. Beth and me would paint together or look through magazines or read teen romance novels. I find them kind of funny. But don't get me wrong when Beth gets mad she can give John and Julia a run for their money. I am going to miss them.
They were all supposed to leave in late August before me and one by one we said goodbye. It was heart wrenching. We promised to write through. This would be annoying for me though because I would have to owl my parents and they would mail it.
It was August 31st before I knew it. All of them were gone and I was alone in my room packing. I packed all of my school supplies, my art stuff, some of my favorite books, pjs, and some other necessities. Then I took down the wall of fame and put it into a photo album my mum had got me. I also added pictures of my mum and dad and grudgingly one of Petunia. I thought I was going to cry but then I thought about all of what awaited me and Hogwarts was totally cool. I am so glad I got Hogwarts, A History. I guess I will just have to make knew friends there. But I will never forget my old friends we had made a pack. And so that night I went to sleep torn between being sad and excited.
~A week ago I posted my first fic. Decideing that is sucks I rewrote it. I don't mind constructive criticism so feel free to let me know what you think. I know this sounds like the same old story line but I think I can make something of it. Thanks for reading hope you enjoyed~puddles~
A Life in a Moment
Chapter 2: Talk about Mind Trip
The next morning we had gotten up and into the station wagon with Petunia in tow. She was grumbling the entire way about some nonsense and I chose to ignore her. We finally arrived. I was standing before the leaky cauldron and my dad turned to me.
"I am sorry angel but it must have been a hoax because there is no leaky cauldron." I turned and looked at him.
"You don't see it its right there." I pointed to emphasize it.
"Right Lily know your delusional. I am getting back in the car." Petunia then started before the car. I stopped her though. I watched my parents' eyes they seemed to slide from the bookstore on one side to the record store on the other. It was almost as if their eyes passed over it without seeing it. I grabbed their hands and pulled them into the grubby looking pub.
They were looking around in shock at the tavern they were staring at that appeared to come from no where. I took the lead and walked up to the bar.
"Um excuse me." I peered over it but I was kind of short and only half of my head was above it. The bartender leaned over and smiled at me he had a toothy smile and was a little dingy.
"What can I do for ya little miss?" He seemed nice enough so I went ahead.
"Might you be Tom the bartender? My letter said to ask for you. I am starting Hogwarts this year and it said you would show me how to get to Diagon Alley." I replied in my politest voice. No need to anger someone you need information from. I also smiled I guess sucking up couldn't hurt might even help. I was right he returned the smile.
"Well of course why don't you follow me and I'll take you out back and show you the entrance. You need a wand to open it but you can get one in the alley for next time. I'll open it for ya this time." With that he came around the counter and walked out the back door I followed close behind him with my parents and Tunia in tow.
He walked up to the back where there was a trashcan. "Three up…Two across…Tap it three times and…" He watched our amazed faces as the bricks moved out of the way becoming a archway leading into Diagon alley. "Welcome to Diagon alley! I suggest you start with Gringotts, Its right down that way," he pointed somewhere vaguely to the left I was still gawking, "there you can exchange your money for galleons the currency we use in the wizarding rule. Have fun. Good day to ya." With that be bowed and started back to the pub. I heard my dad thank him. We entered the alley.
There were way to many places and things too look at. But the broom shop with all the kids and several adults ogling at the window display, the bookshop, and the apothecary caught my attention. They looked to be very unusual. A broom store really? It was kind of weird. I did not realize then that they flew on them I was thinking more along the lines they had really dirty houses. (I will giggle at this for years to come).
Dad then ushered me towards the snowy white building while mom tried to keep the petrified Petunia moving. Inside was another eye bugging display. I realized I must have been doing a lot of this lately and giggled out loud. Petunia looked at me like I was possessed. The goblins I learned were really funny looking. They had squashed faces with long noses it was kind of funny. My dad handed me the money a little unsure so I approached the goblin. (I think he thought a witch or wizard would have to do this because he is really brave).
"Um excuse me. I would like to exchange my money." The goblin stared down his long nose at me. He smiled it was kind of scary and really intimidating.
"Of course let me see…" The rate he said was absolutely appalling. I was going to waste a quarter of my dad's money on getting it exchanged.
"Hey look here I am not stupid and I bet if I was a few feet taller you would certainly be charging me a whole lot less and I will take my business else where unless you give me a fair price." I think I startled him because I was able to haggle him down to a fifth of the amount he was going to take. I then marched out with my held up high. They really weren't that scary.
We then went to Madam Malkin's were I got my school robes and suggested dress robes. I got pretty green ones that Madam Malkin said would bring out my eyes. They sparkled too. We then headed to the cauldron shop across the way, followed by the telescope shop. The apothecary was next and it was really cool even though it stank like a skunk. The unicorn horns were beautiful but I was appalled at them. I asked the funny witch at the counter if they killed the unicorn to get the horn like poachers do to African rhinos and she laughed. (It was more like a squeaky cackle but I didn't want to stereotype it). She also reassured me.
"Of course not. To kill a unicorn is a horrible act. Although the unicorn usually doesn't like to loose its horn. They grow knew ones anyway." Than made me feel a whole lot better. I always felt bad for rhinos and unicorns I liked a whole lot more from my fairy stories.
Next came the bookstore Flourish and Blotts. My parents bought me a few extra books for my birthday. Normally they take me to the bookstore the day after my birthday so I could pick out a book or two. I got Hogwarts a History, and Quidditch through the ages. I guess they don't play football at Hogwarts oh well. I also bought a supply of parchment, quills and ink. I got mostly black ink but my mom treated me to a bottle that changes color as you write.
My parents also decided to by me an animal as my last present. I walked through a Magical Pets store and didn't see anything that really caught my attention so we headed to Eeylops Owl Emporium. The shop was very dark and the floor was covered with straw and droppings. I saw Petunia cringe as my eyes adjusted. There were cages everywhere and jeweled eyes peered at us from all angles. I walked down the isles my mum and dad keeping up a steady narration about the breeds we passed. I stopped outside a snowy owls cage. It was watching me with big yellow eyes. Almost deciding if I was the worthy pet. It made me giggle. I reached my hand in and stroked its neck and it hooted in pleasure.
A little while later I had paid for him and he was sleeping in his new cage with a navy blew cover that sparkled like the night sky. We then headed to our last stop of the day. Ollivander's Makers of Fine Wands. I was really nervous about this. My dad turned and looked at me and smile in reassurance.
"You know you wouldn't have received a letter is you weren't a witch." He always knew how to make me feel better. After that we entered the store and rang the bell.
Mr. Ollivander seemed to sneak up on us even though we were waiting for him.
"Ms. Evans I have been expecting you of course. Welcome to my store. Would you mind stepping onto the block so I can take some measurements. And he did just that but after a while he started pulling boxes off the wall and the tape measure continued on itself. I almost laughed at that but I didn't think this was the place.
Mr. Ollivander explained to me the different cores of wands and how the wand chooses the wizard. "Why don't you try this one Ms. Evans. Its willow ten and a quarter inches long and swishy. Go on just give it a wave." He must of saw my hesitance.
I took the wand from his hand and felt a warm sensation and brought it up and swishing back down. The tip erupted in purple flowers. It felt right in my hand and this time the wands reaction made me giggle.
"Yes congratulations, and on the first try. Very good Ms. Evans. This wand will be very good with charms. Enjoy it." We paid eight galleons for it and several sickles for some wand polish and left. Tired dad and my carried most of the packages up I held onto my wand and owl. I hadn't decided on his name yet. We went back through the leaky cauldron and home where I would anxiously await September 1st.
~~
The rest of the summer would have seemed to have crawled by if its wasn't for my new books and friends. I had decided to name my owl Tundra. I really thinks he likes it. I found out her also likes to eat chicken. I pretty sure since I was from a muggle family I wouldn't now anything compare to the other kids and I am used to getting good grades so I panicked a little. More like a lot. I did a lot of studying. I probably close to memorized most of my books. If my friends didn't drag me away from them I probably would have been able to recite every single word. Tom came around everyday and we would go to the park or go horseback riding. He played polo and was a very good rider. Although I was told I am good I just think I have made a peace with the horse I normally ride Peppermint Patty. I won't even attempt polo. The terrible duo and me would dump some disgusting liquid on Kristen or but superglue their brothers fingers together. That is always fun. Beth and me would paint together or look through magazines or read teen romance novels. I find them kind of funny. But don't get me wrong when Beth gets mad she can give John and Julia a run for their money. I am going to miss them.
They were all supposed to leave in late August before me and one by one we said goodbye. It was heart wrenching. We promised to write through. This would be annoying for me though because I would have to owl my parents and they would mail it.
It was August 31st before I knew it. All of them were gone and I was alone in my room packing. I packed all of my school supplies, my art stuff, some of my favorite books, pjs, and some other necessities. Then I took down the wall of fame and put it into a photo album my mum had got me. I also added pictures of my mum and dad and grudgingly one of Petunia. I thought I was going to cry but then I thought about all of what awaited me and Hogwarts was totally cool. I am so glad I got Hogwarts, A History. I guess I will just have to make knew friends there. But I will never forget my old friends we had made a pack. And so that night I went to sleep torn between being sad and excited.
~A week ago I posted my first fic. Decideing that is sucks I rewrote it. I don't mind constructive criticism so feel free to let me know what you think. I know this sounds like the same old story line but I think I can make something of it. Thanks for reading hope you enjoyed~puddles~