The pair hauled her trunk up to the counter and Megan asked, "Hi! Where do I pay for a room?" The clerk at the counter smiled at the young girl. "Right here," he said and leaned forward on the counter. "I'll put it on your tab, miss." Megan was unaware she even had a tab, but she thought to her self, *I better not even ask about it.* The boy smiled. "I've been here a few days, so I know where I'm going. Let's get your stuff up to your room." She tossed her reddish brown hair and grinned at him, before picking up her end of the trunk and lugging it up the narrow stairs. She glanced down at the worn staircases and thought *these stairs look like they'll collapse any minute.* After a moment she realized they probably were! They reached her rom and she repeated the password that was told to her down at the front desk. "Kool-Aid," she muttered and the door clicked open. She pushed open the heavy door and looked around her room. It was small and dusty, but it would work. After all, she would be spending most of her time out in Diagon Alley, buying her school supplies. She turned around to thank the boy, but he had already disappeared. She shrugged, very much confused, and headed out the door. She needed to ask someone how to get her wizard money from her vault at Gringotts. She stepped out of the cramped room and into the hall, and began her descent down the old creaky staircase. She walked across the Leaky Cauldron and out the back door. At that moment a pair of witches appeared and tapped the bricks. The wall disapeared and in its place was a large entryway into a busy little street crowded with oddly-named shops. Megan looked up at all the shops as she passed.
~*~ Half An Hour Later ~*~
Megan emerged from Gringotts with a pouch filled with Sickles, Knuts, and Galleons. She squinted as her eyes became, once again, accustomed to the bright sunlight. She had gained the help of an elderly woman and had gotten wizard money from her vault. A peculiarly large man had appeared at her door step the morning after she had recieved her letter, and had given her the key to her vault at Gringotts.
~*~ An Hour Later ~*~
After an hour of getting lost, stepped on, squashed, and everthing else that could possibly go wrong, Megan came out with all her necessary school supplies. Except for two things: her pet, and her wand. She realized that while she was walking, she was paying no attention to where she was going. She looked up and saw a sign above her head. It read "Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C." She pushed open the door and looked around. It was a rather dusty shop, with shelves and shelves of boxes. To her, they looked like extremely skinny shoe-boxes, but she kept this opinion to herself as she waited for the shop keeper. An old, over-excited man bustled out of a back room and appeared at the counter. "Hello dear, Are you, by any chance, looking to buy a wand?" She nodded her polite reply to his obvious question. He spun around and jogged between the rows of stacked boxes. He returned less than a minute later. "Unicorn Hair with Mahogany, ten inches," he said quietly as he handed her the wand. "Go on, give it a wave." As soon as the wand touched her hand, her whole arm warmed up and went very tingly, as though it had fallen asleep. Stars shot out the end of the wand and encircled her head like a headband. "Wow," Mr. Ollivander said, almost in awe, as he watched all this happen. He looked at the young girl thoughtfully. "Not many young wizards or witches find their perfect wand on the first try!" She grinned and payed for her wand, before heading out the door. Megan made her way to Eeylops Owl Emporium, where she picked out her pet, a snowy owl. She had decided to name her owl Moondust, because the owl had sprinkles of gray mixed with the white of her feathers. She exited the crowded store and wandered back to the Leaky Cauldron, and then to her room. She sat down on her bed after placing Moondust on her desk. Megan had bought a cage for the owl, but she didn't want to put her in the cage for a while. As she lay back on the bed, she couldn't help but let her thoughts drift back to the boy she had met earlier. Who was he....?
~*~ Half An Hour Later ~*~
Megan emerged from Gringotts with a pouch filled with Sickles, Knuts, and Galleons. She squinted as her eyes became, once again, accustomed to the bright sunlight. She had gained the help of an elderly woman and had gotten wizard money from her vault. A peculiarly large man had appeared at her door step the morning after she had recieved her letter, and had given her the key to her vault at Gringotts.
~*~ An Hour Later ~*~
After an hour of getting lost, stepped on, squashed, and everthing else that could possibly go wrong, Megan came out with all her necessary school supplies. Except for two things: her pet, and her wand. She realized that while she was walking, she was paying no attention to where she was going. She looked up and saw a sign above her head. It read "Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C." She pushed open the door and looked around. It was a rather dusty shop, with shelves and shelves of boxes. To her, they looked like extremely skinny shoe-boxes, but she kept this opinion to herself as she waited for the shop keeper. An old, over-excited man bustled out of a back room and appeared at the counter. "Hello dear, Are you, by any chance, looking to buy a wand?" She nodded her polite reply to his obvious question. He spun around and jogged between the rows of stacked boxes. He returned less than a minute later. "Unicorn Hair with Mahogany, ten inches," he said quietly as he handed her the wand. "Go on, give it a wave." As soon as the wand touched her hand, her whole arm warmed up and went very tingly, as though it had fallen asleep. Stars shot out the end of the wand and encircled her head like a headband. "Wow," Mr. Ollivander said, almost in awe, as he watched all this happen. He looked at the young girl thoughtfully. "Not many young wizards or witches find their perfect wand on the first try!" She grinned and payed for her wand, before heading out the door. Megan made her way to Eeylops Owl Emporium, where she picked out her pet, a snowy owl. She had decided to name her owl Moondust, because the owl had sprinkles of gray mixed with the white of her feathers. She exited the crowded store and wandered back to the Leaky Cauldron, and then to her room. She sat down on her bed after placing Moondust on her desk. Megan had bought a cage for the owl, but she didn't want to put her in the cage for a while. As she lay back on the bed, she couldn't help but let her thoughts drift back to the boy she had met earlier. Who was he....?