Fan fiction - chapter seven
The rest of the holidays passed blur of comings and goings between The Burrow and Grimmauld Place, Harry got a shock when he realised it was August 31st and he hadn't bought any of his school supplies. He went downstairs that morning and Ron, Hermione and Remus greeted him.
'So what's on the agenda today?' asked Remus looking around at them.
'We're going back to Hogwart's tomorrow and I haven't bought any of my school stuff, so I thought that I'd go into Diagon Alley' said Harry
'We'll come too.' said Ron quicky, 'I didn't get all my stuff last time, and Hermione has some book she wants from Flourish and Blotts. Give us a minute and we'll be ready.'
'Okay then' said Harry happily, truthfully he hadn't looked forward to going to Diagon Alley on his own.
In ten minutes they were all ready and bade goodbye to Remus before taking the floo network to the Leaky Cauldron.
'Where first?' asked Hermione
'I need to go to Gringrotts,' said Harry vaguely 'How about we split up and meet back here in an hour, I've got a few things I need to do' he added
'Yeah course' said Ron, he really wanted to be alone with Hermione, 'We'll see you later Harry, but are you sure you'll be alright on your own?'
'Don't worry about me mate, I'll be fine on my own. You two go ahead.' he said as they turned into Diagon Alley. 'See you later then...'
Harry steered resolutely towards Gringotts. Inside he went to a counter and said, 'I'd like to draw some money out of vault seven hundred and ten.' and handed the goblin his key
'If you'll wait for a spare cart.' said the goblin, gesturing to a short line of people waiting on one side of the hall.
Ten minutes later Harry emerged into the bright sunlight, he had a lot to do. He needed new robes, books and needed a more extensive collection of potions ingredients for his first NEWT year. After visiting Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions and the apothecary, he walked into Flourish and Blott's and walked up to the counter.
'Hi, my names Harry Potter,' he said to the clerk 'I put in an order for a book, "The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts"'
'Yes, here you are,' she said passing him the book 'anything else I can do for you Mr.Potter?'
'Yeah, I need my school books' he said extracting the book list 'Standard Book of Spells Grade six, Higher Transfiguration, Furthur Reading: Defence Against the Dark Arts and Higher Potion Making.'
Harry paid for his books and walked out of the shop, he didn't want Ron and Hermione to find out that he was reading up on Voldemort. They still had no idea about the prophecy and he didn't want to imagine their reactions if they found out that either he had to kill Voldemort or be killed by him. So far the only other person who knew was Remus, and that was only because Dumbledore had told him.
Harry was still musing when he walked right into a small blonde. She was knocked right off her feet. Harry dropped his bags and offered her a hand up, 'Sorry about that I was on another planet,' he said pulling her up
'Don't worry about it, I wasn't looking.' she said, 'I've got a lot on my mind' she added to herself.
'Me too, listen are you alright?' Harry asked, looking at the girl. She was very pretty with her dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes, she looked very pale.
'I'm fine.' she snapped, picking up her bags and stalking away, nose high in the air.
Harry picked up his bags and looked inside, to make sure that he had got all his supplies. He hadn't bought a copy of The Quibbler nor had he bought a school skirt, with girls Hogwarts robes. He looked down the alley and caught sight of the blonde girl outside quality quidditch supplies, he hurried towards her and said, as he got near, 'Sorry to bother you again but we got out bags mixed up.'
'No, I'm sorry' she said with a sigh, 'I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. It's just that I've got a lot on my mind.'
'I know how that feel's' said Harry.
An awkward silence fell between them as Harry examined his shoelaces, casting around for something to break the tension between them.
'You've got a Hogwarts uniform in your bag. You look about my age but I've never seen you around school. How come I haven't seen you there?'
'I've just transferred there from the Salem Witches Institute,' she answered, 'My family moved around a lot because of my Dad's work'
'Really?' said Harry 'What does he do?'
'He was an Auror'
'Was? What does he do now?' Harry was interested, he'd never heard of an Auror quitting.
'He's dead,' said the girl in a hollow voice, 'Killed by Leewood Spinks, the wizard he was tracking.'
'I know how your feeling,' she looked disbeliveing, 'I lost both my parents when I was a year old and I lost my Godfather in june'
The girl stared at him for a moment then said, 'I'm really sorry, I've been so rude to you.' she held out a hand, 'I'm Christina-Anne Dudley'
'Harry Potter' he said taking the hand and shaking it. 'It's a pleasure to meet you Christina.'
She blushed and said, 'I've never met anyone famous before. And I've acted so crummily to you.'
'You've got good reason, don't worry about it.' he said 'You don't fancy going for a drink do you?' he asked hesitantly.
Christina beamed at him and said, 'I'd love to.'
The rest of the holidays passed blur of comings and goings between The Burrow and Grimmauld Place, Harry got a shock when he realised it was August 31st and he hadn't bought any of his school supplies. He went downstairs that morning and Ron, Hermione and Remus greeted him.
'So what's on the agenda today?' asked Remus looking around at them.
'We're going back to Hogwart's tomorrow and I haven't bought any of my school stuff, so I thought that I'd go into Diagon Alley' said Harry
'We'll come too.' said Ron quicky, 'I didn't get all my stuff last time, and Hermione has some book she wants from Flourish and Blotts. Give us a minute and we'll be ready.'
'Okay then' said Harry happily, truthfully he hadn't looked forward to going to Diagon Alley on his own.
In ten minutes they were all ready and bade goodbye to Remus before taking the floo network to the Leaky Cauldron.
'Where first?' asked Hermione
'I need to go to Gringrotts,' said Harry vaguely 'How about we split up and meet back here in an hour, I've got a few things I need to do' he added
'Yeah course' said Ron, he really wanted to be alone with Hermione, 'We'll see you later Harry, but are you sure you'll be alright on your own?'
'Don't worry about me mate, I'll be fine on my own. You two go ahead.' he said as they turned into Diagon Alley. 'See you later then...'
Harry steered resolutely towards Gringotts. Inside he went to a counter and said, 'I'd like to draw some money out of vault seven hundred and ten.' and handed the goblin his key
'If you'll wait for a spare cart.' said the goblin, gesturing to a short line of people waiting on one side of the hall.
Ten minutes later Harry emerged into the bright sunlight, he had a lot to do. He needed new robes, books and needed a more extensive collection of potions ingredients for his first NEWT year. After visiting Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions and the apothecary, he walked into Flourish and Blott's and walked up to the counter.
'Hi, my names Harry Potter,' he said to the clerk 'I put in an order for a book, "The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts"'
'Yes, here you are,' she said passing him the book 'anything else I can do for you Mr.Potter?'
'Yeah, I need my school books' he said extracting the book list 'Standard Book of Spells Grade six, Higher Transfiguration, Furthur Reading: Defence Against the Dark Arts and Higher Potion Making.'
Harry paid for his books and walked out of the shop, he didn't want Ron and Hermione to find out that he was reading up on Voldemort. They still had no idea about the prophecy and he didn't want to imagine their reactions if they found out that either he had to kill Voldemort or be killed by him. So far the only other person who knew was Remus, and that was only because Dumbledore had told him.
Harry was still musing when he walked right into a small blonde. She was knocked right off her feet. Harry dropped his bags and offered her a hand up, 'Sorry about that I was on another planet,' he said pulling her up
'Don't worry about it, I wasn't looking.' she said, 'I've got a lot on my mind' she added to herself.
'Me too, listen are you alright?' Harry asked, looking at the girl. She was very pretty with her dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes, she looked very pale.
'I'm fine.' she snapped, picking up her bags and stalking away, nose high in the air.
Harry picked up his bags and looked inside, to make sure that he had got all his supplies. He hadn't bought a copy of The Quibbler nor had he bought a school skirt, with girls Hogwarts robes. He looked down the alley and caught sight of the blonde girl outside quality quidditch supplies, he hurried towards her and said, as he got near, 'Sorry to bother you again but we got out bags mixed up.'
'No, I'm sorry' she said with a sigh, 'I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. It's just that I've got a lot on my mind.'
'I know how that feel's' said Harry.
An awkward silence fell between them as Harry examined his shoelaces, casting around for something to break the tension between them.
'You've got a Hogwarts uniform in your bag. You look about my age but I've never seen you around school. How come I haven't seen you there?'
'I've just transferred there from the Salem Witches Institute,' she answered, 'My family moved around a lot because of my Dad's work'
'Really?' said Harry 'What does he do?'
'He was an Auror'
'Was? What does he do now?' Harry was interested, he'd never heard of an Auror quitting.
'He's dead,' said the girl in a hollow voice, 'Killed by Leewood Spinks, the wizard he was tracking.'
'I know how your feeling,' she looked disbeliveing, 'I lost both my parents when I was a year old and I lost my Godfather in june'
The girl stared at him for a moment then said, 'I'm really sorry, I've been so rude to you.' she held out a hand, 'I'm Christina-Anne Dudley'
'Harry Potter' he said taking the hand and shaking it. 'It's a pleasure to meet you Christina.'
She blushed and said, 'I've never met anyone famous before. And I've acted so crummily to you.'
'You've got good reason, don't worry about it.' he said 'You don't fancy going for a drink do you?' he asked hesitantly.
Christina beamed at him and said, 'I'd love to.'