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"Hmm, where to go first?" I asked myself. I knew I didn't need to go to the Gringott's Bank because Regina had already given me a sack-full of money. I decided to get my books and pet last since they would be the more difficult to carry around. "I guess I'll get my robes at Madam Malkin's Robes." But, as I walked towards it, the ice cream parlor caught my eye. I felt like having something sweet so I went in. There were kids everywhere eating strange little candies and what-nots. I took a look around Fizzing whizbees? Pepper imps? sugar quills? "What are these things?!" I said aloud.
"These are candies, of course." a girl with frizzy brown hair said rather properly to me.
"Oh...well, I know. It's just I thought there would be fudge and jelly beans."
"You.....you're not from here are you? Are you a muggle?" the girl asked
"Um....yes," I said quietly.
"Oh that's okay. I am, too. Well, they don't have jelly beans, but they do have Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans." she handed me a bag.
"Every flavor?" I asked.
"Yea....unfortunately. They do mean every flavor."
"Oh," I said. I put it back.
"Well, got to go," the girl said, "Bye."
"Bye." I took another look around....Hmmm...Licorice wands...those shouldn't be too bad
"I'll take one three licorice wands please," I said to the lady with red hair behind the counter.
"That will be 3 knuts please," she said.
"Um....," I looked into my bad. I hadn't a clue which of the three different coins were which.
"You must be new at this huh?"
"Yes," I said meekly.
"The gold ones are galleons, the silver are sickles, and the bronze are knuts."
"Right, galleons, sickels, and knuts," I said, pointing to them in my bag. I gave her three of the smaller bronze coins and was on my way. The wands had a sweet/sour kind of taste to them that gave them a little kick. I really liked them and soon they became my favorite candy.
*~10 min. later~*
I just came out of Madam Malkin's Robes and decided to go to Ollivander's for my wand. When I went inside, an old man was standing on top of a tall ladder. There were what looked like shoe boxes in every nook and cranny of the store. I rang the bell.
"Is something wrong with your wand, miss?" he said coming down.
"No," I said, "I'm here to buy a wand, sir."
"Hmmm.....curious," he said, "Well, let's see here." He walked back and handed me a wand. I wonder what's so curious? I thought.
"This is willow 9 3/4" Well....give it a swish." I swished it and the type writer on his desk flew off. My eyes widened and I put the wand back on the counter.
"Nope, nope...." he handed me another one.
"Oak 11" unicorn hair." I swished it again and the buttons off of his vest came off.
"I....I...I'm so sorry!" I said and hastily handed it to him.
"It's alright, dear, I get this every day." He looked at me then, hard. Like he was looking into me.
"I wonder...." he said and handed me another wand.
"Try this. It's rosewood 9 1/4, dragon's heartstring." I held it and felt a warmth all around me.
"Yes, this is the one," he said, "But very very curious."
"What do you mean, sir?" I asked.
"Well..." he began, "There was another girl in here today, who looked just like you. She bought a wand made of mohogony and dragon's heartstring. Curious, it is because there's only a slight difference in length-hers 12" yours 91/4" and the wood in your wands-yours rosewood and hers mohogany. I thought it was the other girl when you walked in. I thought she had returned because something was wrong with her wand. And it was actually you."
"Oh, I see." I said, and paid for my wand with two galleons and one sickle.
"Good day and have fun at Hogwarts dear!" Mr. Ollivander said.
"Bye," I waved and pushed open the door. I walked out of the store (after paying, of course), but it deep thought. It seemed so weird that someone could be walking around who looked just like me, with almost the same kind of wand. Spooky. I tried getting back into focus, to get out of this deep thought. Okay, Celeste, what do you need next? "I have a wand, robes, potions...oh wait, Kyev already took care of that for me and my siblings." I shuddered when I even thought of Marcello, Bengal, and Angora being considered my siblings I knew I only had my books and a pet to get left. I walked over to the Eyelops Owl Emporium. I was amazed at how beautiful all of the owls were. White, brown, tawny...so many to choose from. I wondered down to the back and saw one owl that stood out from the rest. It was plain black. I knew that it might seem like I'm gothic because of the black hair and the black owl, but I didn't care. It was so beautiful and it just stood out and seemed like....me. Weird.
"Beautiful, isn't she?" I turned around and there was a short man with shoulder length brown hair and a tan.
"Yes...she is."
"She's one of a kind. The only black owl this store has had in years. The shop owner before me said that the last black owl was sold to a young boy...no more than 50 years ago." Hearing how rare it was to have a black owl in the shop, I bit my lip, unsure on how expensive it might be.
"How much is she?" I asked.
"Let's see here...she's about I'd say 10 galleons. But, for you, I'll make it 5."
"Wow, thank you, sir!" I said, and handed him the money.
As I walked out, with my owl in hand it opened it's eyes. It had the most gorgeous orange/yellow eyes and it gave me an idea.
"I think I will name you Soliel, after the sun." I had just realized that I knew French. How did I know that? Maybe I had heard it somewhere when I was with my grandparents. I had some free time left so I decided to walk around and look at the other shops. I came to a shop called The Magical Menagerie. It looked like another place to buy pets like cats, rats, and frogs. Suddenly, I heard a high pitched scream followed by an angry yell.
"This is the last time I put up with you!!!!!" A plump middle-aged lady said. It looked like she was kicking a large ball of fluff and when it was out, it formed into a shape of a ferret. It seemed tame because it didn't run away when I approached it. It looked so sad. I put my arm out to pet it and it climbed right up my arm onto my shoulder! Woah, cool! I didn't want to steal the animal but I felt so bad for it that I was willing to take it then and there.
"Excuse me, mam," I said, peering inside the door. The woman wiped her hands on her apron after giving some food for a brown cat.
"Yes, what is-" she stopped and her mouth dropped open.
"Is something wrong?" I asked.
"W-well. That's the first time that, that thing ever did that to a person."
"Oh," I said surprised, "I was wondering if I could buy it from you?"
"You can have. Just take it away. I don't want anything to do with it. Just take it away."
"Thank you!" I said, stroking it's fur.
"Sure, sure, hope you have better luck with it that I did." she said and walked back behind her counter. I strolled away.
"I don't see why she doesn't like you. You seem so lovable," I said, scratching it's chin as it purred. I think I'll call you Mísk a thought just came into my head. It was weird because I didn't even think about it. It just popped into my head.
"Okay, Mísk it is, then. Do you like it?" I asked the ferret. It just purred so I guess it was okay with it. I didn't know whether it was a boy or a girl, but I decided that it would be a girl and Soleil would be a boy. I was getting closer to Flourish&Blotts and it was about time when Draco should be there. Then I saw a figure lying down in front of Madam Malkin's Robes. I hurried over as people began to gather around. When Ipushed through the crowd, I saw Draco on the floor.
"What happened here?!" I said.
"Some girl stared at him and then wham he went down. I saw everything!" A boy with sandy blond hair said. I got on my knees and shook him. Finally, he woke up.
"What happened..." said a dazed Draco.
"N-nothing," I lied, "You just tripped and fell and hit your head. That's all." Now that the crowd saw he was okay, everyone went back to their business and I helped Draco to his feet. How could someone just stare at him and then just make him black out? I thought as he got himself together. We went into Flourish&Blotts for our books. Luckily he didn't ask any more questions.
P.S. Mísk (pronounced :meesk)
"Hmm, where to go first?" I asked myself. I knew I didn't need to go to the Gringott's Bank because Regina had already given me a sack-full of money. I decided to get my books and pet last since they would be the more difficult to carry around. "I guess I'll get my robes at Madam Malkin's Robes." But, as I walked towards it, the ice cream parlor caught my eye. I felt like having something sweet so I went in. There were kids everywhere eating strange little candies and what-nots. I took a look around Fizzing whizbees? Pepper imps? sugar quills? "What are these things?!" I said aloud.
"These are candies, of course." a girl with frizzy brown hair said rather properly to me.
"Oh...well, I know. It's just I thought there would be fudge and jelly beans."
"You.....you're not from here are you? Are you a muggle?" the girl asked
"Um....yes," I said quietly.
"Oh that's okay. I am, too. Well, they don't have jelly beans, but they do have Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans." she handed me a bag.
"Every flavor?" I asked.
"Yea....unfortunately. They do mean every flavor."
"Oh," I said. I put it back.
"Well, got to go," the girl said, "Bye."
"Bye." I took another look around....Hmmm...Licorice wands...those shouldn't be too bad
"I'll take one three licorice wands please," I said to the lady with red hair behind the counter.
"That will be 3 knuts please," she said.
"Um....," I looked into my bad. I hadn't a clue which of the three different coins were which.
"You must be new at this huh?"
"Yes," I said meekly.
"The gold ones are galleons, the silver are sickles, and the bronze are knuts."
"Right, galleons, sickels, and knuts," I said, pointing to them in my bag. I gave her three of the smaller bronze coins and was on my way. The wands had a sweet/sour kind of taste to them that gave them a little kick. I really liked them and soon they became my favorite candy.
*~10 min. later~*
I just came out of Madam Malkin's Robes and decided to go to Ollivander's for my wand. When I went inside, an old man was standing on top of a tall ladder. There were what looked like shoe boxes in every nook and cranny of the store. I rang the bell.
"Is something wrong with your wand, miss?" he said coming down.
"No," I said, "I'm here to buy a wand, sir."
"Hmmm.....curious," he said, "Well, let's see here." He walked back and handed me a wand. I wonder what's so curious? I thought.
"This is willow 9 3/4" Well....give it a swish." I swished it and the type writer on his desk flew off. My eyes widened and I put the wand back on the counter.
"Nope, nope...." he handed me another one.
"Oak 11" unicorn hair." I swished it again and the buttons off of his vest came off.
"I....I...I'm so sorry!" I said and hastily handed it to him.
"It's alright, dear, I get this every day." He looked at me then, hard. Like he was looking into me.
"I wonder...." he said and handed me another wand.
"Try this. It's rosewood 9 1/4, dragon's heartstring." I held it and felt a warmth all around me.
"Yes, this is the one," he said, "But very very curious."
"What do you mean, sir?" I asked.
"Well..." he began, "There was another girl in here today, who looked just like you. She bought a wand made of mohogony and dragon's heartstring. Curious, it is because there's only a slight difference in length-hers 12" yours 91/4" and the wood in your wands-yours rosewood and hers mohogany. I thought it was the other girl when you walked in. I thought she had returned because something was wrong with her wand. And it was actually you."
"Oh, I see." I said, and paid for my wand with two galleons and one sickle.
"Good day and have fun at Hogwarts dear!" Mr. Ollivander said.
"Bye," I waved and pushed open the door. I walked out of the store (after paying, of course), but it deep thought. It seemed so weird that someone could be walking around who looked just like me, with almost the same kind of wand. Spooky. I tried getting back into focus, to get out of this deep thought. Okay, Celeste, what do you need next? "I have a wand, robes, potions...oh wait, Kyev already took care of that for me and my siblings." I shuddered when I even thought of Marcello, Bengal, and Angora being considered my siblings I knew I only had my books and a pet to get left. I walked over to the Eyelops Owl Emporium. I was amazed at how beautiful all of the owls were. White, brown, tawny...so many to choose from. I wondered down to the back and saw one owl that stood out from the rest. It was plain black. I knew that it might seem like I'm gothic because of the black hair and the black owl, but I didn't care. It was so beautiful and it just stood out and seemed like....me. Weird.
"Beautiful, isn't she?" I turned around and there was a short man with shoulder length brown hair and a tan.
"Yes...she is."
"She's one of a kind. The only black owl this store has had in years. The shop owner before me said that the last black owl was sold to a young boy...no more than 50 years ago." Hearing how rare it was to have a black owl in the shop, I bit my lip, unsure on how expensive it might be.
"How much is she?" I asked.
"Let's see here...she's about I'd say 10 galleons. But, for you, I'll make it 5."
"Wow, thank you, sir!" I said, and handed him the money.
As I walked out, with my owl in hand it opened it's eyes. It had the most gorgeous orange/yellow eyes and it gave me an idea.
"I think I will name you Soliel, after the sun." I had just realized that I knew French. How did I know that? Maybe I had heard it somewhere when I was with my grandparents. I had some free time left so I decided to walk around and look at the other shops. I came to a shop called The Magical Menagerie. It looked like another place to buy pets like cats, rats, and frogs. Suddenly, I heard a high pitched scream followed by an angry yell.
"This is the last time I put up with you!!!!!" A plump middle-aged lady said. It looked like she was kicking a large ball of fluff and when it was out, it formed into a shape of a ferret. It seemed tame because it didn't run away when I approached it. It looked so sad. I put my arm out to pet it and it climbed right up my arm onto my shoulder! Woah, cool! I didn't want to steal the animal but I felt so bad for it that I was willing to take it then and there.
"Excuse me, mam," I said, peering inside the door. The woman wiped her hands on her apron after giving some food for a brown cat.
"Yes, what is-" she stopped and her mouth dropped open.
"Is something wrong?" I asked.
"W-well. That's the first time that, that thing ever did that to a person."
"Oh," I said surprised, "I was wondering if I could buy it from you?"
"You can have. Just take it away. I don't want anything to do with it. Just take it away."
"Thank you!" I said, stroking it's fur.
"Sure, sure, hope you have better luck with it that I did." she said and walked back behind her counter. I strolled away.
"I don't see why she doesn't like you. You seem so lovable," I said, scratching it's chin as it purred. I think I'll call you Mísk a thought just came into my head. It was weird because I didn't even think about it. It just popped into my head.
"Okay, Mísk it is, then. Do you like it?" I asked the ferret. It just purred so I guess it was okay with it. I didn't know whether it was a boy or a girl, but I decided that it would be a girl and Soleil would be a boy. I was getting closer to Flourish&Blotts and it was about time when Draco should be there. Then I saw a figure lying down in front of Madam Malkin's Robes. I hurried over as people began to gather around. When Ipushed through the crowd, I saw Draco on the floor.
"What happened here?!" I said.
"Some girl stared at him and then wham he went down. I saw everything!" A boy with sandy blond hair said. I got on my knees and shook him. Finally, he woke up.
"What happened..." said a dazed Draco.
"N-nothing," I lied, "You just tripped and fell and hit your head. That's all." Now that the crowd saw he was okay, everyone went back to their business and I helped Draco to his feet. How could someone just stare at him and then just make him black out? I thought as he got himself together. We went into Flourish&Blotts for our books. Luckily he didn't ask any more questions.
P.S. Mísk (pronounced :meesk)