A/N: I got reviews, something I thought would be hard to get! The stars must be alligned in my favor this month. Well, here's chapter 2..

Other Author's Note at the end of the chapter...

Disclaimer: I own none of the Harry Potter afflicted things. It's all copyrighted to J.K Rowling, Warner Bros., Scholastic, Bloomsbury, etc..

Whipped Cream

Chapter Two: A Different Type of Memory

When I set foot at the Leaky Cauldron, everything felt right. It was as if I belonged there. The bartender spotted us and made sign to go there.

"Are you Tom?" Mum asked.

"Yes I am. You're Mrs. Evans right?"

She nodded. "I was told you would tell us how to go to.." she looked at the parchment. "..Diagon Alley."

"Over here." He said smiling. "Follow me."

He walked towards a brick wall and took out his wand. I watch in amazement how the brick wall turned into the archway that would forever change my life.

"You should first go to Gringotts, that's the wizard's bank, there you'll get these pounds exchanged for galleons, sickles, and knuts. But be careful, those goblins are sneaky." With that said he left. Everything went by pretty fast. It was as if someone had pressed a fast forward button. We went to Gringotts and got our money exchangd, then we went to Flourish and Blotts for my books, and the Apocathery for the potions ingredients. My mother insisted in getting me an owl so I could keep in touch with her, so I got a very sofisticated looking black one, and named it Shadow.

Everything seemed to slow down when I went to get my wand. I walked into the store and took my mother's hand, I was nervous beyond belief.

Then I started feeling giddy, I was getting a wand! A Magical Wand! My wand!

I waited impatiently for a man, who I assumed was Mr. Ollivander, to finish attending a girl. Then it was my turn.

"Ah." He said in a quiet voice. "Come."

"Which is your wand arm?" he asked.

"Pardon?" I said. What did he mean by that? "I'm right-handed." I said uneasily.

He smiled. "Try this, 9 ¾ inches, oak, pliable, very good for dueling." He handed me one and I waved it, like I saw the other girl do.

He frowned, "No, try this one. Willow, 10 ¼ inches, swishy, very good for charms." I took it wand waved it. Swirls of red and green came out of it. I smiled.

"Nice." He said. "That'll be 8 galleons. Good bye Miss Evans."

Mum payed for it and we left, I was happier than ever. As we walked towards Leaky Cauldron, I remembered Michael.

"Mum." I said, tugging her sleave. "Can you give me some galleons, I want to get something for Michael." She smiled at me and handed me 4 galleons.

"Come right back, I'll be waiting at the pub."

I turned around and ran to a joke shop I saw earlier.

When I got in I was amazed, Michael would absolutely love this! I took a nearby bag and saw that it read, Put you hand in. I did. I felt something grab my hand and pull. I shrieked, never expecting that, and everyone in the shop looked at me. I smiled sheepishly. Taking out my hand I decided to get it for him. When I went to pay, first getting a few things for mum, dad, Petunia and Cassie, I noticed a black haired boy arguing with the shopkeeper.

"This is broken. You expect me to buy something that's broken!"

"It wasn't broken when you came in." The man said calmly.

"Are you accusing me of breaking this?" the boy shouted, I flinched. I hate it when people yell. It was then that the man saw me.

I quickly said. "I just want to buy this."

"Excuse me." He said to the furious boy. I payed for my things and turned to leave when something caught my eye. It was a blue beam coming out of a box. Invisible beam, a sign said.

I made a mental note to get something like that when I had enough money. As I got out of the shop I heard the boy demand for another one. I sighed and looked at my watch, I had to get to my mother.

I walked slowly to the pub, and saw her talking to a woman. I made my way to her. I was so focused on getting to her that I didn't notice anything else. Then I crashed into someone.

"Oh, sorry." I said kneeling. Everything I was holding was on the floor. I looked up and noticed it was the boy from the shop. How did he get here so fast? His eyes were wide and he was gaping like a goldfish. It was then I saw that a ball smiliar to the one he was fighting for in the joke shop lay on the floor – broken.

"Look what you did you clumsy hippogriff." He hissed. Oh great, he was now insulting me with something I don't even know what it was.

"It takes two people to crash!" I snapped. "And I already said I was sorry!"

"Well, sorry isn't going to fix it is it?" I said nothing, I only glared.

"Thought so." He said. "It's very hard to get one of these and they're very hard to repair!" he muttered angrily. He started bending down to pick the pieced up but I was quicker. I grabbed the pieces, and stood up wishing desperately that they weren't broken.

"Hey." He said standing up. "Why'd you do that! Give it back!"

I automatically stuck out my hands and lowered my eyes. The I heard him gasp.

I looked up and saw that the ball was a ball again. What happened, I thought to myself.

He took it from my hand and examined it, "Wow." He breathed.

He looked at me holding the ball tigher than nesessary.

"I'm Adam Patil, who're you?" he asked.

"Lily Evans." I said trying to sound more confident than I felt.

He frowned, "Evans? Never heard of that surname before. Are you half-blood?"

I shook my head. "Muggle-born." He raised an eyebrow.

"Oh." He said sounding confused, as if something wasn't right. "Well, see you around." He left, but not without looking back. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, and walked to where my mother sat, the woman nowhere in sight.

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I felt the familiar pull, and fell ungracefully on the floor. I really have to make these landings more confortable. Closing the little book, I sat on my bed. So many odd things had happened since that little event, but I was grateful. Adam hasn't told anyone about what happened. At least I don't think so. I took out a book from my trunk, Intermediate Potions, it read. I wanted to be ready for Potions this year. After all it was the year of the O.W.L.s.

A/N: There it is, chapter 2... Hope you like it.. Please Read and Review!!

Quack Quack 88: I feel you pain... I really do... I know what you mean about the "Lily gets her letter, Petunia calls her freak, Lily goes shopping." Thing, but it was essencial. I needed it, for something that I will probably say on chapter 3 or chapter 4, I'm not sure where it would be better.

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