Millia looked around and she was amazed. Never had she imagined Diagon Ally to be like this.
"This is wonderful," Millia said to herself.
"Millia, I'm just going to have a look around. You can go and get your books if you want," Sue joyfully said.
Before Millia could reply her mother was off wandering around.
"Ahh, I haven't got one of these," her mother said with gleaming eyes.
"OK...cya later then," Millia replied.
Millia didn't mind looking around by herself though. But there was one problem- She didn't know where to get any of her books. She started to get a bit worried and confused, when someone tapped her shoulder.
"Are you lost?" A girl asked. She had long brown curly hair with brown eyes and freckles.
"Ahh… yea," Millia truthfully replied.
"What are you looking for?'' The girl asked.
"Um… my schoolbooks and things," Millia said. The girl gleamed at the word books.
"That's easy enough to find. Oh, by the way, my name's Hermione Granger," Hermione glowed.
"Thanks, I was starting to get worried. My name is Millia."
"Millia who?" Hermione questioned curiously.
"Oh, Millia Pullet"
"Are you new this year?" Hermione questioned again.
"Yea, me and mum moved here from France this summer break." Millia answered.
"Really? I never would have guessed. You must be going to Hogwarts then, great school, you'll love it!" Hermione said enthusiastically.
"Thanks, I'm sure I will."
"Back to books. You'll want to go to Flourish and Blotts. They sell everything on our lists," Hermione said.
She then led Millia into a strange yet wonderful shop. It was full of every book you could think of. It sold big, small, dusty, secondhand, old and new books.
Hermione was obviously looking in search for their books. Millia gave Hermione her list and before she knew it, Hermione was off. Millia had to keep up.
"You'll want to get the new books. They have all the latest information inside, whereas the older books are still good but it takes longer and costs more for the information to be put in," Hermione said without stopping once for a breather.
Millia had never known someone that knew so much about books. It shocked her.
"Um, Hermione? How many books do you need?" Millia asked.
She noticed how Hermione was getting twice as much as herself.
"Oh," she said looking down at the pile of books she was carrying, "You see, I'm taking four more subjects than you are," Hermione replied, looking pleased.
"Can you handle that?" Millia asked.
"Sure I can. I did it last year too!" Hermione said excitedly. "It's great!"
Millia laughed. Never would she take more subjects for the fun of it.
They both picked up their books. Millia followed Hermione to a section in the store that was obviously the inks and more. Hermione gabbed some inkbottles, quills, and parchment for the both of them and walked over to the counter ready to pay for their goods. She was first to be served.
"Let me guess... Hermione Granger?" said the old man at the counter softly with a smile.
Hermione let out a laugh.
"How did you know?" she asked.
"You're the only student at Hogwarts who buys more books than any other," he said to Hermione. "Also I recall seeing you in here last time. You were buying Gilderoy's so-called 'books'," he said with a grin.
Hermione blushed and paid for her things, and then Millia paid for hers.
They heard someone behind them.
"Hey, Hermione," a guy said. Hermione turned around and screamed.
"Harry!!" Hermione yelled. She ran towards him and they both hugged each other.
"I thought you weren't coming until next week,'' Hermione said.
"I was getting bored and I thought I would surprise you," Harry answered grinning. They were both talking about their holidays when Millia thought it was best to leave.
"Millia!" Hermione called out. "Come over here, I want you to meet someone."
Millia walked over towards both of them.
"This is Harry, Millia. Harry, this is Millia," Hermione said looking at both of them.
"Hi, Millia," Harry said to her.
"Hi," Millia said while replying back. "Hey, Hermione, I think I should go. Mum's probably wondering were the hell I am, aye," Millia said to her.
"So soon, oh well. I will see you at the train then, bye," Hermione replied smiling.
"Ok then. Nice meeting you Harry, cya both!" said Millia. She turned and headed for the door when... BANG!
Millia shook herself off the ground and got up. In front of her was standing a guy about her age dressed in black pants and a black jersey with blonde slick hair.
"Watch out!!" He said, whilst looking extremely angry.
"Sorry, I-," Millia said.
She looked behind him and saw a tall man with long blonde hair tied back come in. He was carrying a metal pole with a face of some sort at the end. He then shoved the guy out of the way, standing in front of Millia, who looked like his son.
"Who's this, Draco?'' The man asked while staring at Millia with an evil smirk.
"I don't know," Draco angrily replied. Then the man walked up to Millia and looked at her up and down with a disgusted look on his face.
"You don't… happen to be related to the Weasleys, do you?" He asked while judging her in the eye. Draco laughed. Millia had no clue who the Weasleys were but now obviously knew they weren't of a high enough status for him.
"No, are you?" She asked cleverly. He looked at her with his white hands clenching and forced a smile.
"No, I-," He proudly said until being interrupted. Millia clicked.
"I know who you, you're Lucius Malfoy, who left lots of people unemployed!" She blurted out at him. Lucius turned to look at Draco and grinned, but not fully.
"Clever girl, Draco," Lucius said to Millia, looking pissed with an evil looking face. "It's a pity she's not that smart." Mr. Malfoy and Draco walked away without looking at her.
"I don't want you talking to her this year, Draco," Mr. Malfoy sternly said. Draco turned around but Millia had already left.
"Of course not," Draco said and smirked.
Millia was glad to get out of the shop; she couldn't stand one more moment of talking to that horrible man. She looked up and whispered to herself,
''It'll get better.''
