Disclaimer: I forgot to put this in the first chapter- the only thing I own is Andrameda Gewelz.

Chapter Two:

"She's gorgeous, Harry!" Ron told him as soon as he was dressed. Andrameda and Hermione were talking in their room.

"You think I haven't noticed? She's incredible," he told him as they were decending the steps to get some breakfast before they headed to Diagon alley.

"So I guess this means you're over your little crush with Cho, does it? If it weren't for Hermione, I'd jump on the chance," he told him, earning him a playful punch in the arm by Harry.

"What is the deal with you and Hermione?" he asked.

"Well...nothing really, but I know she wants me," he said with a wink. Harry just rolled his eyes.

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"It really shouldn't take you that long to learn most of the spells...or anything for that matter..." Hermione stated with a hint of jealousy in her voice. "But I'll help you as much as I can," she said more cheerfully.

Andrameda came out of the bathroom towel drying her hair. "I'm just so nervous. From what Harry's told me, I'm expected to be this almighty legend...I can't be that...I'm just....a dork," she said exaperatedly throwing the semi-wet towel on the bathroom counter.

"It'll be alright. Besides, you've never even tried magic."

"I don't know..." Andrameda said sitting on the bed. Hermione performed a simple drying spell on her hair. "That's so cool," she said feeling her hair.

"Well...let's go down and get some breakfast. You'll feel better after you get something to eat," Hermione led the way out the door.

"Yeah..." Andrameda said feebly, but she was wondering if she'd be able to keep anything down with her nerves like they were.

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Harry and Ron's conversation was cut short by Hermione and Andrameda entering the dining area. About a half hour later, they all finished their meal and headed for the entrance to Diagon Alley. Andrameda was nervous beyond belief. She had no idea of what she was about to walk into. Harry tapped certain bricks a certain amount of times. Andrameda gasped as the bricks moved to reveal the wizard shops.

"Come on- we have to go to Gringotts first," Harry took her hand and she jumped out of her astonishment.

"Right," she said, clearing her throught, almost embarrassed to be so excited. Harry led her to a huge bank labeled "Gringots" that was slightly tilted. Andrameda wondered how it stayed erected. 'Probably by magic', she thought. Harry led her into the bank and she almost fainted when she saw the ugliest creatures she had ever seen. They looked hostile and were scurrying around. He approached one, who looked as if he owned the place, and gave him her key.

Soon after that, they were underground standing in front of her opened vault, gawking at how much gold was in it.

"Oh my god...are you sure this is mine?" she asked, wide-eyed.

Harry broke his trance, "Yeah," he barely whispered. He broke his gaze and shook his head, bringing him back to reality so that he could fill up a pouch full of galleons needed for their day's shopping. Ron was still astonished that there was that much gold in the entire world, and Hermione was looking as if someone slapped her.

They then traveled to each of their vaults and collected their money. Andrameda couldn't help but blush a little when she saw how empty Ron's vault was.

On the way out of Gringotts, Harry pulled out a galleon and showed it to Andrameda.

"Okay...it goes like this- Galleons, then Sickles, the Knuts..." he explained how many of one make up another, and so on.

"Olivander's, Harry- she needs a wand," Ron pointed out just before they were about to pass the shop up. They stepped into the dusty wand shop, and was soon greeted by the owner.

"Ms. Gewelz..." he said breathlessly. "I have far hoped for this moment to come..." he just looked at her for a minute in dreamy state. "Yes...a wand...you must need a wand. This should be very interesting," he examined boxes and pulled a few out to try.

He took out the wand and slightly winced as he gave it to her. She wondered why, but quickly found out. As soon as she had touched the wand it sounded like the whole place exploded. When the dust and smoke cleared, she could see that it looked it too.

"I thought that would happen," he meekly told her.

"What was that?" she tried to yell, but it wasn't too influental because a cough interuppted it.

"I should've known that any wand rejecting that would happen to you would be a hundred times more destructive." he stated. After a few minutes of carefully examining another wand, obviously not wanting to make the same mistake twice, for it might cost him his shop, he handed her another wand a little more confidently.

She took it and instantly all the glass in the shop shattered. The shopkeeper wimpered. Andrameda slowly got up from where she had ducked, wide-eyed. The keeper spent a long time with a serious expression plastered on his face in deep thought. Suddely a small grin played across the old man's face.

"Perhaps..." he whispered. He took a box at the very top shelf and dusted it off. "Let us pray..." he said. Andrameda blushed. He handed her the wand.

She felt instand warmth spread throughout her body and it seemed that colorful sparks and things of different shapes were all falling throughout the room.

"I thought so..." he said with a huge smile across his face. "This is a very special wand, Ms. Gewelz. It was hand-crafted by one of the most powerful sorcerors that ever lived...nothing compared to you, no...but powerful, none the less. No one knows what exactly is in this wand, nor what type of wood it is carved out of. I do believe that you should do great things with this wand...extraordinary things, yes..."

Andrameda was speechless...it was real...this was all real. She was so scared that she'd not be able to find a wand because she wasn't a sorcoress. Scared that someone would say, 'You're not a sorcoress,' and make her go home. Harry paid the man and led her out of the shop, speechless himself. Ron and Hermione followed them quickly behind. She had forgotten that anyone else was in there with her. Harry had finally begun to talk again.

"That's so strange...I've never seen him smile like that before..."

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