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Chapter summary: Shopping basically. And you find out that Divinity has other siblings other than Draco. By the way Divinity's gifts will be explained in later chapters and should I hook Beth and Sal up or let them just flirt a lot.
Author's note: Please for the love of god R and R, not to sound to desperate but it I am seriously desperate to know what you think! You can even bad mouth it if you like, although it won't be appreciated as much as kind reviews but it's some thing for me to built upon.
Deformed was probably the word Divinity would of used to describe Diagon Alley. It's buildings and shops were all different shapes and sizes and contained many obscure things that would of seemed unusual to her had she not been so used to them. Having received three letters of acceptance that morning from Hogwarts, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons it had been decided that she would attend Hogwarts with her two brothers Salazar and Zan.
The reason behind this, although her father would never admit it, was because Lucius Malfoy didn't need any suspicion about him being involved in the dark arts so near to you-know-who's down fall and sending his one and only daughter to a school that was highly renowned for it's teaching of the dark arts was not the way to go about this. Divinity herself was not to enthusiastic about go to a school where she couldn't even speak the language, nor was she to pleased about going to Hogwarts where her brothers could watch her every move. Her brothers walked on either side of her making sure that she had no opportunity to escape. Salazar was on her left hand side and was an exceptionally tall sixteen-year-old prefect. Zan was in the year below his brother and was not quite as tall but did have extraordinary muscle tone and as the stupid Hufflepuff girls had whispered about on her last visit 'a wash board stomach' which lead her to believe that her brother liked to hag around without his shirt on.
'Thank god we only need to visit this place once a year' she thought as they turned into Ollivander's. It reminded her of a rather dusty shoe shop with no displays. The shop was presently empty and a man with wild grey hair popped out from the back room.
"Ah, I've been wondering when I might be seeing you miss Malfoy, well come here then". Divinity walked towards the counter and stopped a few feet away at the risk of getting dust on her new Dalmatian fur travelling coat and matching riding boots. Mr Ollivander studied her for a minuet "I've got just the thing!" he exclaimed before he dashed back into the back room and emerged carrying a very old and dusty box. "I've had this one in particular for forty years just waiting for the right person," he explained handing it to Divinity. With one wave of the wand she'd levitated herself off the ground and was now hovering a meter off the ground. "I knew it, I knew it, I absolutely knew it!" The man declared.
"Why, what is it?" Zan asked, wandering what was so amazing. He himself had turned his mother into a unicorn and back upon his first contact with a wand.
"This Mr Malfoy is a ten and a half mahogany wand with serpent fang and scale, it has been passed around from wand distributor to wand distributor for two and a half centuries hoping to find someone to bear it. Your sister seems to have an exceptional gift and a pre determined future, much like many of the great witches before her". Zan pretended to be surprised at this news but in fact it was not news to him. He knew of his sister's gift and the same fait that he and his three siblings were all bound to. * "Come on Beth, we've got tones to do" Chloe complained as she leaned up against the shop wall.
"Hong on, what do you think the red or the green dress robes"
"Wouldn't your entire house disown you if you dared to where green?" (Gryffindor)
"You're probably right, but doesn't this colour go sooooooo well with my eyes"
"Yes, fine, get them. Can we go now?"
"No! You've still got to be fitted for your uniform"
"Oh whoopee" said Chloe in a very sarcastic tone which strongly reminded her of Divinity.
"Come on dear, be a good girl and step up on to the stool" Madam Malkin said kindly although Chloe got the strong impression that she was being patronised. She did as the squatty witch asked and held her arms out to be measured. "It seems like only yesterday your mother and father were in here being fitted for their Hogwarts uniform."
'Oh Christ' she thought 'here we go again another person who's just so sorry to hear about our loss'
"I'm so sorry to hear about your loss," the woman finally said after a good while of rambling that Chloe had tuned out completely.
"Thank you" Bethany said politely with a weak smile "it's been very hard on us"
"I'm sure it has, would you like the bodice fitted or lose"
"Lose and could you give Chloe's a foot of hem?" Bethany asked,
"Certainly". It was at that moment that three blond figures swaggered into Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions and walked directly to the counter. "Ah, I'll be with you in a moment, Divinity, you come back here and stand on this stool next to Chloe".
Chloe couldn't of been happier. The sight she had longed to see for months was standing right next to her. Before the two girls had a chance to talk Salazar injected a comment. "Well well well it's Potter, our perfect prefect"
"Go to hell Malfoy"
"See you there".
"Will you two give it a rest!" Zan snapped,
"Shut it" both Bethany and Salazar, yelled in unison. Salazar then whispered something into Bethany's ear, which must have been embarrassing or rude because she blushed redder than the dress robes she was holding.
"That's you all done" Madam Malkin said helping Chloe down off the stool, "come over to the register and I'll ring you both up".
"What did Malfoy say to you?" Chloe asked when they reached the counter,
"Nothing important, I think I'll have the green ones actually" said Bethany who was desperately trying to look at her sister's 'yeah right' expression.
"If it really was nothing why did you go red?"
"It's not polite to ask to many questions"
"I only asked one"
"One that's non of your bloody business Chloe," she barked as she handed over the money and took the shopping bags.
"Aren't we going to wait for your boyfriend?" Chloe asked to which Bethany replied with a death stare and forced her out of the door and back onto the streets of Diagon Alley. * After the two girls left Divinity couldn't help but start chanting "Salazar and Potter sitting in a tree doing something they shouldn't be. First comes"
"Oh shut up Vinnie!"
"What's wrong Salazar? Wont your girlfriend let you get up her robes?"
"That's non of your bloody business!"
"They're even starting to sound alike"
"She's not my girlfriend"
"Oh please, we've all read the tortured teen chronicles of Salazar Malfoy. The boy who can't keep a girlfriend because he looks in the mirror more than they do"
"What exactly did you read?!"
"Dear diary. I saw her again today, my heartstrings practically sang when she passed me in the corridor. Our bodies briefly touched but I felt as though our soles were eternally connected in time". Said Divinity holding the back of her hand across her forehead for the melodramatic effect.
"Gosh Sal, I didn't know you could be so poetic" Zan commented from his seat,
"I didn't write that crap!"
"No, your particular brand of meaningful writing goes along the lines of 'dear diary, I dropped my quill in front of her today and when she bent over to pick it up I got a good look at her chest'".
"Divinity I'm hurt, is that what you think I'm really about?"
"That is what I know you're about".
"Oh fuck off, the pair of you," he said before storming out of the shop,
"I think you've really pissed him off this time"
"Like I give a fuck" * Salazar hadn't planned exactly where he was going after he stormed out of the shop. It'd been quit a brash decision and now he was undecided about where he was going to go now. He decided to take a look at the new stock in flourish and blots and see if there was anything mildly dark arts to interest him. He wouldn't of minded if it was only books about the history of the dark arts and the dark witched and wizards. He'd always been fond of reading about the dark wizard Yokera, a Chinese wizard who perfected and invented some of the more 'interesting' torture methods. But for some reason there was this truly nagging feeling that he shouldn't go in there but he couldn't put his finger on what exactly.
"Are you stalking me now?!" and there it was.
"Bethany, always a pleasure"
"Oh cut the crap Malfoy"
"And what crap should I be cutting?"
"You're so infuriating!"
"Hay, just being me"
"Stupid git!"
"Callous shrew"
"Cocky Bastard!"
"Kids, there's no need for name calling"
"Shut up Chloe"
"Don't you tell her to shut up! I'm the only one who can tell her to shut up! Shut up!"
"There's that sisterly affection you're always going on about"
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Chapter summary: Shopping basically. And you find out that Divinity has other siblings other than Draco. By the way Divinity's gifts will be explained in later chapters and should I hook Beth and Sal up or let them just flirt a lot.
Author's note: Please for the love of god R and R, not to sound to desperate but it I am seriously desperate to know what you think! You can even bad mouth it if you like, although it won't be appreciated as much as kind reviews but it's some thing for me to built upon.
Deformed was probably the word Divinity would of used to describe Diagon Alley. It's buildings and shops were all different shapes and sizes and contained many obscure things that would of seemed unusual to her had she not been so used to them. Having received three letters of acceptance that morning from Hogwarts, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons it had been decided that she would attend Hogwarts with her two brothers Salazar and Zan.
The reason behind this, although her father would never admit it, was because Lucius Malfoy didn't need any suspicion about him being involved in the dark arts so near to you-know-who's down fall and sending his one and only daughter to a school that was highly renowned for it's teaching of the dark arts was not the way to go about this. Divinity herself was not to enthusiastic about go to a school where she couldn't even speak the language, nor was she to pleased about going to Hogwarts where her brothers could watch her every move. Her brothers walked on either side of her making sure that she had no opportunity to escape. Salazar was on her left hand side and was an exceptionally tall sixteen-year-old prefect. Zan was in the year below his brother and was not quite as tall but did have extraordinary muscle tone and as the stupid Hufflepuff girls had whispered about on her last visit 'a wash board stomach' which lead her to believe that her brother liked to hag around without his shirt on.
'Thank god we only need to visit this place once a year' she thought as they turned into Ollivander's. It reminded her of a rather dusty shoe shop with no displays. The shop was presently empty and a man with wild grey hair popped out from the back room.
"Ah, I've been wondering when I might be seeing you miss Malfoy, well come here then". Divinity walked towards the counter and stopped a few feet away at the risk of getting dust on her new Dalmatian fur travelling coat and matching riding boots. Mr Ollivander studied her for a minuet "I've got just the thing!" he exclaimed before he dashed back into the back room and emerged carrying a very old and dusty box. "I've had this one in particular for forty years just waiting for the right person," he explained handing it to Divinity. With one wave of the wand she'd levitated herself off the ground and was now hovering a meter off the ground. "I knew it, I knew it, I absolutely knew it!" The man declared.
"Why, what is it?" Zan asked, wandering what was so amazing. He himself had turned his mother into a unicorn and back upon his first contact with a wand.
"This Mr Malfoy is a ten and a half mahogany wand with serpent fang and scale, it has been passed around from wand distributor to wand distributor for two and a half centuries hoping to find someone to bear it. Your sister seems to have an exceptional gift and a pre determined future, much like many of the great witches before her". Zan pretended to be surprised at this news but in fact it was not news to him. He knew of his sister's gift and the same fait that he and his three siblings were all bound to. * "Come on Beth, we've got tones to do" Chloe complained as she leaned up against the shop wall.
"Hong on, what do you think the red or the green dress robes"
"Wouldn't your entire house disown you if you dared to where green?" (Gryffindor)
"You're probably right, but doesn't this colour go sooooooo well with my eyes"
"Yes, fine, get them. Can we go now?"
"No! You've still got to be fitted for your uniform"
"Oh whoopee" said Chloe in a very sarcastic tone which strongly reminded her of Divinity.
"Come on dear, be a good girl and step up on to the stool" Madam Malkin said kindly although Chloe got the strong impression that she was being patronised. She did as the squatty witch asked and held her arms out to be measured. "It seems like only yesterday your mother and father were in here being fitted for their Hogwarts uniform."
'Oh Christ' she thought 'here we go again another person who's just so sorry to hear about our loss'
"I'm so sorry to hear about your loss," the woman finally said after a good while of rambling that Chloe had tuned out completely.
"Thank you" Bethany said politely with a weak smile "it's been very hard on us"
"I'm sure it has, would you like the bodice fitted or lose"
"Lose and could you give Chloe's a foot of hem?" Bethany asked,
"Certainly". It was at that moment that three blond figures swaggered into Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions and walked directly to the counter. "Ah, I'll be with you in a moment, Divinity, you come back here and stand on this stool next to Chloe".
Chloe couldn't of been happier. The sight she had longed to see for months was standing right next to her. Before the two girls had a chance to talk Salazar injected a comment. "Well well well it's Potter, our perfect prefect"
"Go to hell Malfoy"
"See you there".
"Will you two give it a rest!" Zan snapped,
"Shut it" both Bethany and Salazar, yelled in unison. Salazar then whispered something into Bethany's ear, which must have been embarrassing or rude because she blushed redder than the dress robes she was holding.
"That's you all done" Madam Malkin said helping Chloe down off the stool, "come over to the register and I'll ring you both up".
"What did Malfoy say to you?" Chloe asked when they reached the counter,
"Nothing important, I think I'll have the green ones actually" said Bethany who was desperately trying to look at her sister's 'yeah right' expression.
"If it really was nothing why did you go red?"
"It's not polite to ask to many questions"
"I only asked one"
"One that's non of your bloody business Chloe," she barked as she handed over the money and took the shopping bags.
"Aren't we going to wait for your boyfriend?" Chloe asked to which Bethany replied with a death stare and forced her out of the door and back onto the streets of Diagon Alley. * After the two girls left Divinity couldn't help but start chanting "Salazar and Potter sitting in a tree doing something they shouldn't be. First comes"
"Oh shut up Vinnie!"
"What's wrong Salazar? Wont your girlfriend let you get up her robes?"
"That's non of your bloody business!"
"They're even starting to sound alike"
"She's not my girlfriend"
"Oh please, we've all read the tortured teen chronicles of Salazar Malfoy. The boy who can't keep a girlfriend because he looks in the mirror more than they do"
"What exactly did you read?!"
"Dear diary. I saw her again today, my heartstrings practically sang when she passed me in the corridor. Our bodies briefly touched but I felt as though our soles were eternally connected in time". Said Divinity holding the back of her hand across her forehead for the melodramatic effect.
"Gosh Sal, I didn't know you could be so poetic" Zan commented from his seat,
"I didn't write that crap!"
"No, your particular brand of meaningful writing goes along the lines of 'dear diary, I dropped my quill in front of her today and when she bent over to pick it up I got a good look at her chest'".
"Divinity I'm hurt, is that what you think I'm really about?"
"That is what I know you're about".
"Oh fuck off, the pair of you," he said before storming out of the shop,
"I think you've really pissed him off this time"
"Like I give a fuck" * Salazar hadn't planned exactly where he was going after he stormed out of the shop. It'd been quit a brash decision and now he was undecided about where he was going to go now. He decided to take a look at the new stock in flourish and blots and see if there was anything mildly dark arts to interest him. He wouldn't of minded if it was only books about the history of the dark arts and the dark witched and wizards. He'd always been fond of reading about the dark wizard Yokera, a Chinese wizard who perfected and invented some of the more 'interesting' torture methods. But for some reason there was this truly nagging feeling that he shouldn't go in there but he couldn't put his finger on what exactly.
"Are you stalking me now?!" and there it was.
"Bethany, always a pleasure"
"Oh cut the crap Malfoy"
"And what crap should I be cutting?"
"You're so infuriating!"
"Hay, just being me"
"Stupid git!"
"Callous shrew"
"Cocky Bastard!"
"Kids, there's no need for name calling"
"Shut up Chloe"
"Don't you tell her to shut up! I'm the only one who can tell her to shut up! Shut up!"
"There's that sisterly affection you're always going on about"
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