Diclaimer: J.K Rowling owns the characters besides the ones I made up

With that, Lizzy and Cassie walked down the stairs and sat down to wait for their parents.

"Do you think this is just some prank?" Cassie asked.

"Why woud it?"

"Well, they could be sending us to a different kind of school...that doesn't teach us magic." Lizzy didn't answer her. Nichole and Tom soon emerged and they walked to the backyard.

"Do you both have the list of things you'll need?" Nichole asked.

"Yeah..." Lizzy pulled out a wrinkled piece of parchment and handed it to her mother.

"Alright...we'll get your wand first, seeing as it is most important."

"Why are we in the backyard?" Lizzy asked.

"You'll see." Nichole pulled a wand out of her pocket and tapped the bricks on the wall. They began to move and opened into a large archway revealing Diagon Alley, full of withces and wizards.

"Welcome," said Nichole. "To Diagon Alley!" Lizzy looked around amazed. The place was so packed a busy, and everyone was smiling and buying supplies. Nichole and Tom led them to an old shop not far up the road and pulled the door open. An old man was staring there smiling at them.

"You two finally came at last." he said, smiling brightly. He rummaged around in the back and finally came back with a long box. He opened it and handed a wand to Cassie. She stood there, not knowing what to do.

"Give it a wave." said the man. Cassie gave the wand a wave and small blue and pink sparks flew out of it.

"Hmmm...not the right one. Let's see...how about this?" He handed her another one. Cassie waved it carelessly and even bigger sparks flew out if it, but it still wasn't the right wand. After the 6th wand, a huge jet of green and gold light finally game out of it.

"Unicorn Hair Mahogany, 8 inches." said the old man, passing her the wand. Nichole paid him with some gold coins. The man went back and got out a wand and passed it to Lizzy. She too waved it, and small sparks came out. After the next few wands, Lizzy had found the perfect one!

"Pheonix Feather Willow, 10 inches." The man handed Lizzy the wand and sat back at his desk, and they left.

"Who was that man?" asked Cassie.

"Mr. Ollivander. He sells wands." They walked to the other shops, seeing other kids who they'd be going to Hogwarts with as well. They left with stacks of books, cauldrons, quills and parchments, and Lizzy had gotten her own broomstick to play Quidditch (after her mother told her all about it).

"But where am I going to play it if the-er-people who-"

"Muggles."

"Bless you."

"No! That's what they're called, Lizzy, if they can't do magic."

"Oh! Well, where am I going to practice if they'll see me?"

"The huge backyard in the back. Other students are practicing right now."

Lizzy walked back, with Cassie following her. Cassie was a little disappointed that she wasn't alowed her own broom.

The other students were just leaving, and Lizzy took out her huge Quidditch set her father bought her.

"Lets see...this one's a Bludger, from what I remember..."

"Oh who cares what they're called, Lizzy! Just practice every single position so you'll do every single one! Well, you'll have a chance for the open slots." Cassie smiled. Lizzy shrugged and worked on being Chaser. But until she got to the Beater position, she could barley control her broom, while trying to dodge the bludger. She put it safley back, and wasn't going to let it out for a while.