CHAPTER 19

"Oh My god!" cried Maria. Liz rushed over to her side.

"Look at that. Gross, rats' tongue! Why the hell would you use that in a potion?!"

Liz wrinkled her nose, "How should I know?".

They walked around with Windela getting all their school supplies. They'd got everything from robes to a cauldron, brass scales to magic books, and telescopes, parchment and ink, and last they had to go get their wands.

Windela took them to a little shop with a wooden sign above it that said 'Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 b.c'. A old man name Mr. Ollivander walked up to them and used some kind of magic tape measure that began to measure Maria's right arm by itself. Each wand has a magical core inside it, they used unicorn hair, phoenix feather, and even heartstrings of dragons. Maria ended up with a shiny nine-inch wand made of Maple wood with a core of a phoenix's tail feather. Liz bought a nice eight and a half-inch wand made of Red wood with the core made of unicorn's hair. They both felt like little 4 year olds receiving their first Christmas presents.

Afterwards Windela had to rush of to meet with some friends of hers, leaving Liz and Maria alone to explore the little village.

They walked back to the Leaky Cauldron. A short witch with a long crooked nose walked up to them as they seated themselves at a small wooden table. "What would youse like?" she asked.

"Er, a Coke and Sprite" said Maria trying not to stare at the woman.

"What rubbish are ya talkin' about? Honestly Coke and Sp-Sprite, if I didn't know better I'd think youse two were muggles"

"Um, then what do you suggest" asked Liz giving Maria a nervous look.

"2 Butterbeers" said a blond boy sitting at the table next to them. The tone of his voice made it seem more like an order.

"Well, two butterbeers then" said Maria still looking at the guy. There was a vibe coming off him. She couldn't explain it. She glanced at him and felt shivers go up her spine, not a good shiver either. Maria looked at the redhead girl sitting with him. She was glaring at Maria. *Ok I get your point, he's your property* thought Maria.

The same lady came back to their table and set two mugs of Butterbeers in front of them. Both took a sip.

"It taste kinda like cream soda, but it feels like it's warming you up. Like hot chocolate" said Liz noticing her friend was spacing off. "Earth to Maria".

A wave of guilt washed over her as she remembered Michael. "I wonder what he's doing now."