Part 2: Diagon Alley
***Just one thing that I forgot to mention in my last piece, I do not own Harry potter or anything***
I never really woke up today. As soon as my eyes opened I was ready to go, but of course, I had to wait until Ernie finished his breakfast, Dad read the paper and Mom cleaned up. In the end we finally went to Diagon alley.
To get there we first had to go to London, which wasn't very hard seeing as we live on the northern part of Ireland. My Dad bewitched 3 broomsticks so that they were invisible. My Dad and me each got our own broom, but my brother had to share one with my Mom. The flight over to London was quite warm. When we flew into the alley that was behind the leaky cauldron I was ready for it to be over.
As we stepped through the gate into the back yard of the Leaky Cauldron I immediately was a little worried because there was only a wastebasket and a cat in the yard. My dad put all our brooms in a corner of the yard and put a spell on them so they would be locked in place. Then he walked over to the wall and tapped a series of bricks and in the blink of an eye I was standing looking into a wonderful street that was full of shops and markets.
" Lily, you and me will go and get your robes. Rufus, you take Ernie and get her potions things and books. Then we will all meet back at Mr.Marvolous' Ice Cream café and get some ice cream. Ok?" said my mother very matronly.
" Ok," we all replied in singsong voices.
So dad and Ernie started down the street while my mom and I ducked into a shop at our right. As I stepped into the shop I was overcome with the sight of all the beautiful robes. All the shades of the rainbow were here. I reached out and was about to touch the fabric when
"Hello and Good day," said Madame Milkin.
"Good day to you too," my Mother replied.
" I assume you are a Hogwarts student and have come to buy your school robes?" Madame Milkin inquired.
" Yes I would like to get some robes for school," I replied defiantly.
" Now none of that attitude. Please step up," she commanded, pointing to a stool.
I spent the next half-hour getting poked and pricked, measured and re-measured, to the point when I was happy to leave. The ice cream was ok but I ate it really fast because I wanted to go ahead and buy my wand.
We finally went to go buy my wand. I walked in and could hardly see anything at first. Then out of the darkness an older looking man stepped out.
" Hello," he said, "I am Mr. Ollivander. I suppose you want a wand?"
"Oh yes!" I cried.
" Oh wait! Lily I forgot, I have to go pick up a uniform for your brother's peewee quidditch game on Saturday. I got to go. I'll be right back!" and with that my mom left.
"Well let me take some measurements."
It was then that I realized that the tape measure was measuring me all by itself. I chuckled as I thought of how Madame Milkin could do with one. Just as it was measuring the space between my eyes he called out,
"Stop. I think you should try this one." And he handed me a wand. I picked it up and gave it a wave. It did absolutely nothing.
" Well I think that that is definitely not it!" he cried. He rummaged around in the back some more.
" This could do it!" he said. As I picked it up I felt a delightful tingling sensation going up my arm.
" Yes this is it!" Mr. Ollivander shouted excitedly,"Maple, 11in. with a dragon heartstring. Good wand! I trust you will take care of it."
"Ok, now how much?" I asked him. He had gone suddenly pale and next time he spoke it was in a flat tone.
"One day you will meet a wizard who has exactly the same wand as you except with phoenix feather instead of what yours is. If you two can come together you shall be or shall be more than friends. If you do not come together you will both be corrupted and a terrible fate shall fall upon both your families." He said. Then he seemed to snap out of it.
"What was that," He asked.
"What did you just say?!" I asked hurriedly.
"Oh I don't know, some times I just blabber on anyway 11 sickles please."
I paid him and then left the shop. I don't care what he said it was. It was definitely more than a rambling on. It was a prophecy.
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O.K. I AM REALLY SORRY I FYOU THINK THAT THIS S REALLY BAD, BUT IF YOU COULD LEAVE HELPFUL HINTS THAT WOULD BE AWESOME!
THANX!
