Cloak*and*Dagger: Hi everyone!!!! Ok so here's the jist, I seriously wasn't
going to continue this story, despite my beta's best efforts, but then I
got that one magical review. You know the kind I'm talking about, like when
you look at the counter and think it's a flame, but when you open it up
mythical lights shine from above, and a hundred person chorus breaks into
"Hallelujah". THANK YOU SOOOOOOOO MUCH EMAELEIGHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You, my
friend, are a SAINT.
I would also like to thank Princess Evil, and Lina Inverse the Dramata (I saw you updated, I'll have to punch a hole in my schedule to read it! And you're right, the story Muggle is an awesome one, I found it right around the time I was given yours.)
Disclaimer: I do not own the general idea of Drop Dead Fred, nor do I own anything related to Harry Potter, got it? Good! ^_^
Chapter3: Is He Gone Yet?
After her nap, it appeared as though the boy had disappeared for good, and it stayed that way for the rest of the week. By the weekend Jamie had written the whole thing off as sleep depravation, but later in a moment of panic she threw out the old Jack in the Box, just in case. 'Things are looking up,' she thought enthusiastically. 'No more psycho-boy, all my creepy old toys are gone, and Kattie an I are going to Diagon Alley today!' A few hours later Jamie and Kattie found themselves walking out of Gringotts.
"So where are we off to first?" Jamie asked, while Kattie looked at her list.
"Hmmmm, I can't decide, everything looks so interesting!" Kattie replied, smiling like a five year old in a candy store.
"Let's just go straight down the list."
"Ok, but lets save pets for last. Wouldn't want to be dragging an owl or cat through all of this shopping," Kattie said.
"Deal."
"Ok so first on the list is our uniform."
So the two walked down to Madame Malkin's. Nothing really happened there, except for the purchases of the necessary items of the uniform. After that, they headed for Flourish and Blott's, to by their course books.
"Why are there so many heavy books? I'm mean we're only eleven for goodness sake!" Kattie complained as they headed towards yet another bookshelf. "I don't see why you insist on getting spare books, Jamie, you'll be tied down enough by all of our school work."
"I just want something to read, that's all."
Kattie glanced at the closest book display. "Hey Jamie, how about this "Interpreting your dreams"?"
Jamie stiffened, Kattie simply refused to forget the frantic phone call about Salazar. Kattie glanced at Jamie, and then burst out laughing. "It isn't funny, Kattie!"
"You're right, I'm sorry," she said, still giggling.
After leaving the bookstore they went all over the alley, buying odds and ends, such as a cauldron, glass phials, a telescope, ink, parchment, and brass scales. Jamie panted a bit from have to carry so much, then asked, "What's left?"
"The very best, wands and pets."
"Righto, let's go!"
After much struggling with their large loads they finally got to Olivanders. The shop was old, and dusty. The walls were practically made of shelves, shelves that contained box after box of wands. There was an old man in the corner of the shop, dusting; whom they could only assume was Mr. Olivander.
Kattie was first to be measured, and tried out wands for the better part of an hour, until finally a wand 'chose' her; oak and unicorn hair, 11 and a half inches.
Then it was Jamie's turn. As she was being measured, she could have sworn that she had seen the glint of silver hair through the window. 'No,' she told herself, 'you're just imagining things.' Once Mr. Olivander thought that he had enough measurements, he began to hand wands to her. For about half an hour Jamie waved wands, and was disappointed every time they didn't work. Some had looked very interesting, especially the rosewood one, it sparkled a blood red color in the sun. Mr. Olivander went back into the back of the shop, and pulled out several more boxes. He put the boxes down on the counter, and opened to one on top. 'Nope, not that,' she thought after it didn't work. Somewhere towards the middle of the pile, Mr. Olivander opened a box to reveal a wand as black as night, and when it hit the sun just right it would sparkle in a hypnotic way.
"Ebony and dragon fang, 13 and a quarter inches," Mr. Olivander stated, like he did with every wand.
The second Jamie touched the wand she knew that this was one for her. She didn't know why, it just felt, well…. Right. Indeed it was right, when she waved the wand it produced an image of an amulet. The amulet was quite different. In the center there was a richly colored emerald, and winding around that was an engraved snake. The rest of the amulet was silvery-gold, with an odd incantation on. The image didn't last long though, quickly vanishing into nothingness.
After paying for their wands the two headed to the Magical Menagerie. "So what are going to get?" Kattie asked excitedly.
"I dunno, an owl, maybe a nice little kitten. What about you?"
"I was thinking about something nice and small like a canary, but hey, if all else fails you can never go wrong with an owl." When they walked in, they both went different ways. Kattie towards the birds, and Jamie towards the kittens.
'Wow, there are so many different kinds,' Jamie thought. One kitten stuck out like a sore thumb, though. It was black with purple-ish stripes, and blue eyes. It was also very energetic. She picked it up out of the basket, and started to fawn over it immediately. "Aren't you just a little cutie?" she cooed.
"It is a cute one, looks like it will always want to play. I think this little devil is perfect match for you. That is if you don't mind PLAYING."
Jamie's head shot up like lightning, upon hearing the Welsh-Irish accent that she had thought disappeared for good.
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Cloak*and*Dagger: Ok, I'm so sorry that this chapter is lame and boring, and that I stopped right as we finally got back to Salazar. But I must go, my sister wants to check her email, and I need to eat before I pass out. I bid you all farewell until next time!
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I would also like to thank Princess Evil, and Lina Inverse the Dramata (I saw you updated, I'll have to punch a hole in my schedule to read it! And you're right, the story Muggle is an awesome one, I found it right around the time I was given yours.)
Disclaimer: I do not own the general idea of Drop Dead Fred, nor do I own anything related to Harry Potter, got it? Good! ^_^
Chapter3: Is He Gone Yet?
After her nap, it appeared as though the boy had disappeared for good, and it stayed that way for the rest of the week. By the weekend Jamie had written the whole thing off as sleep depravation, but later in a moment of panic she threw out the old Jack in the Box, just in case. 'Things are looking up,' she thought enthusiastically. 'No more psycho-boy, all my creepy old toys are gone, and Kattie an I are going to Diagon Alley today!' A few hours later Jamie and Kattie found themselves walking out of Gringotts.
"So where are we off to first?" Jamie asked, while Kattie looked at her list.
"Hmmmm, I can't decide, everything looks so interesting!" Kattie replied, smiling like a five year old in a candy store.
"Let's just go straight down the list."
"Ok, but lets save pets for last. Wouldn't want to be dragging an owl or cat through all of this shopping," Kattie said.
"Deal."
"Ok so first on the list is our uniform."
So the two walked down to Madame Malkin's. Nothing really happened there, except for the purchases of the necessary items of the uniform. After that, they headed for Flourish and Blott's, to by their course books.
"Why are there so many heavy books? I'm mean we're only eleven for goodness sake!" Kattie complained as they headed towards yet another bookshelf. "I don't see why you insist on getting spare books, Jamie, you'll be tied down enough by all of our school work."
"I just want something to read, that's all."
Kattie glanced at the closest book display. "Hey Jamie, how about this "Interpreting your dreams"?"
Jamie stiffened, Kattie simply refused to forget the frantic phone call about Salazar. Kattie glanced at Jamie, and then burst out laughing. "It isn't funny, Kattie!"
"You're right, I'm sorry," she said, still giggling.
After leaving the bookstore they went all over the alley, buying odds and ends, such as a cauldron, glass phials, a telescope, ink, parchment, and brass scales. Jamie panted a bit from have to carry so much, then asked, "What's left?"
"The very best, wands and pets."
"Righto, let's go!"
After much struggling with their large loads they finally got to Olivanders. The shop was old, and dusty. The walls were practically made of shelves, shelves that contained box after box of wands. There was an old man in the corner of the shop, dusting; whom they could only assume was Mr. Olivander.
Kattie was first to be measured, and tried out wands for the better part of an hour, until finally a wand 'chose' her; oak and unicorn hair, 11 and a half inches.
Then it was Jamie's turn. As she was being measured, she could have sworn that she had seen the glint of silver hair through the window. 'No,' she told herself, 'you're just imagining things.' Once Mr. Olivander thought that he had enough measurements, he began to hand wands to her. For about half an hour Jamie waved wands, and was disappointed every time they didn't work. Some had looked very interesting, especially the rosewood one, it sparkled a blood red color in the sun. Mr. Olivander went back into the back of the shop, and pulled out several more boxes. He put the boxes down on the counter, and opened to one on top. 'Nope, not that,' she thought after it didn't work. Somewhere towards the middle of the pile, Mr. Olivander opened a box to reveal a wand as black as night, and when it hit the sun just right it would sparkle in a hypnotic way.
"Ebony and dragon fang, 13 and a quarter inches," Mr. Olivander stated, like he did with every wand.
The second Jamie touched the wand she knew that this was one for her. She didn't know why, it just felt, well…. Right. Indeed it was right, when she waved the wand it produced an image of an amulet. The amulet was quite different. In the center there was a richly colored emerald, and winding around that was an engraved snake. The rest of the amulet was silvery-gold, with an odd incantation on. The image didn't last long though, quickly vanishing into nothingness.
After paying for their wands the two headed to the Magical Menagerie. "So what are going to get?" Kattie asked excitedly.
"I dunno, an owl, maybe a nice little kitten. What about you?"
"I was thinking about something nice and small like a canary, but hey, if all else fails you can never go wrong with an owl." When they walked in, they both went different ways. Kattie towards the birds, and Jamie towards the kittens.
'Wow, there are so many different kinds,' Jamie thought. One kitten stuck out like a sore thumb, though. It was black with purple-ish stripes, and blue eyes. It was also very energetic. She picked it up out of the basket, and started to fawn over it immediately. "Aren't you just a little cutie?" she cooed.
"It is a cute one, looks like it will always want to play. I think this little devil is perfect match for you. That is if you don't mind PLAYING."
Jamie's head shot up like lightning, upon hearing the Welsh-Irish accent that she had thought disappeared for good.
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Cloak*and*Dagger: Ok, I'm so sorry that this chapter is lame and boring, and that I stopped right as we finally got back to Salazar. But I must go, my sister wants to check her email, and I need to eat before I pass out. I bid you all farewell until next time!
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!