Chapter 2: Diagon Alley to Malfoy Manner

"So where are we going?" asked Kayla a bit rudely.

"To London."

"London!?" She had always wanted to go to England. "But how are we going to get there?"

"Knight Bus." She was going to ask what that was but the two people had suddenly stopped. The women lifted a stick into the air and said "Lumos." A loud bang followed and a large, three leveled bus appeared right beside Kayla and she screamed.

A short, thin woman who looked to be around 20 years old in an ugly purple uniform hopped out of the bus, looked at Kayla and said, "Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. Just stick out your wand hand, step on board, and we can take you anywhere you want to go. My name is MaryAnn Kiplinger, and I will be your conductor this evening." She finished and Kayla just looked at her, still stunned about it appearing. The two cloaked people urged her on the bus and gave the conductor a bunch of gold, silver and bronze coins which Kayla figured was money. Instead of rows of seats there were brass beds aligned in two lines. Mary Ann led them to the second level of the bus and assigned them each a bed. "So where to?" she asked them as they settled in.

"London please."

"Oh long trip ahead huh. Well I'll bring you your hot chocolate halfway through the trip and I'll come get you a bit before we get there." They nodded and she left.

Kayla turned to look at the two people. They had taken off their cloaks as if to look less suspicious. The man was tall and had ice blue eyes. His white-blonde hair was long and slicked back. He sat on his bed, eyes closed and a small smirk on his rat like face. The women, if anything was his complete opposite. She had short black hair and deep brown eyes. Her smiles wide and at least slightly friendly compared to the man's.

Kayla scratched her head shyly. "Umm, may I ask what your names are and what this is all about?"

The woman's smiled broadened even more. "My name is Patricia Lestrange. This is Sambucus Malfoy."

"He's not really the friendly type," she added in an undertone.

Kayla chuckled and whispered back, "Does that mean I can annoy him?" Patricia laughed.

"What's so funny over there?" Mr. Malfoy called.

"Girl talks Malfoy. Nothing about you honestly," mocked Patricia.

Kayla laughed for a while and then got a bit more serious. "So what exactly is this all about?"

"Well, we're going to take you to your da."

"Yes I know that but what I don't get is why he doesn't come and get me himself. Why did he send you guys?"

"Er...Lets just say he's not very popular with people."

"Why is that? He horribly ugly or something?"

"Well actually he's scary/feared beyond all reason."

"Ohhhhh, so is he's like the really ugly evil type thing then? Ok I only have a few more questions...I think. One, why am I going to live with him instead of my mom? Two, why have I been living with the Duncan family for 13 years? Three, what should I call my dad when we get there? And four, what's my real last name?"

For one of the first times, Sambucus looked at them and talked. "Very talkative aren't you? Your going to live with you father because your mother isn't aloud to take care of you."

"She can't take care of me?" questioned Kayla, Malfoy ignored her.

"You have been living with the Duncan family because your dad has been very busy lately. He's still busy but he thinks its time you meet him. The answer to your third question is...We don't know and your fourth questions answer is that you don't really have one."
"How can I not have a last name?"

"You just don't. Now, try to get some sleep it's a long way to London." He finished talking and lay back against his bed just as they started going again from a last stop. With a `BANG` he fell onto the floor. Upon coming back up, he looked as if he had stuck his head out of a speeding cars window. His hair was a mess. Kayla burst out laughing as Patricia went to help him up.

"Heh like I'm gonna get to sleep with that banging, jerking and the vision of you like that in my head." Sambucus glared at her just as, with another loud bang, they stopped again.

Nobody talked for the next three hours. Kayla busied herself with her new books and her new telescope. Ms. Patricia Lestrange was reading a book on curses and jinxes Mr. Sambucus Malfoy had finally propped himself up on the floor against his bed and nodded of to sleep. Finally Kayla couldn't keep quiet any longer.

"So where in London are we going? Does my dad live there or something?"

Malfoy, who was still asleep, didn't answer. Patricia glanced at him and then towards Kayla and smiled. "We're going to Diagon Alley to pick up the rest of your school supplies."

"What's Diagon Alley?"

"A place to buy supplies."

"What kind of supplies?"

"Magical supplies."

"Oh!"

Finally they came to Diagon Alley. Mr. Malfoy had to wake up Kayla up because she had fallen asleep. MaryAnn led them off the bus, their luggage floating behind her. She set it down, hopped back onto the bus and `BANG` it was gone. Kayla followed Patricia and Sambucus into a small, shabby pub that smelled of alcohol and for some reason, cows, and out the back door where a trashcan and a brick wall were. Malfoy walked over to the wall and tapped a couple of bricks. He finished and beckoned them forward. As she walked towards him, the wall moved apart and opened into a gate. Kayla stopped dead in her tracks. "Wow!" They smiled and prodded her in.

They took her to every shop. There, she got all her needed supplies and more! The group of three stopped for ice-cream around noon and talked on where to go next.

"Well we only have two more places to go," laughed Patricia, "The Owl Emporium and Quality Quidditch Supplies.

"Oh! Well I don't have the money for an owl so let's just go to Quality Quidditch Supplies."

They finished their snacks and headed towards the store. About halfway there though, Mrs. Lestrange said she forgot something back at the ice-cream parlor, so Mr. Malfoy and Kayla were left to go alone to the store. Kayla looked at everything while they were there. The store was great. The only bad thing about it was that it was really quiet. Since all the kids were at school, the store was pretty much empty.

When they had finished looking at everything, Patricia still hadn't come back. They went outside and looked for her and finally they found her coming out of the Owl Emporium holding a covered cage. "What did you buy Lestrange?" asked Mr. Malfoy. Kayla watched her look at her and then back to him.

"Something."

They finished their shopping in Diagon Alley and headed... headed... where were they heading to? Kayla thought out loud.

"We're going to my house. You shall be staying there for two days before you go to Hogwarts," answered Malfoy.

"Oh. Will I meet my father there?"

"Yes."

They took floo-powder and traveled by fireplace to his house. Kayla stood up thinking that she wasn't quite sure she liked floo-powder and looked around. The house was huge!

Mr. Malfoy grinned at her reaction. One of the first grins she's seen on him. "Do you like my home Kayla?" All she could do was gape at him. "Welcome to living room. I'll have my house elf, Folly; give you a tour of the rest of the house and to your room.

"Thank you," said Kayla as, Folly guided her out of the room. Kayla had thought the house was big but now she was sure it was. It had three floors. First floor had dinning room, kitchen, and a living room. The second floor was a huge library with rows and rows of books. The third floor had a lot of rooms.

Folly led her to her room at the end of the hallway. It was huge, as well as the rest of the house. At one end was a large bay window with dark blue curtains, the carpet a deep green. To her right was a large queen sized four-post with blue curtains and a bedside table. To her left was a large closest and two dressers with a large mirror above them. On the dresser was some really pretty jewelry and hanging in her closest was a beautiful red dress.

"Oh wow, this is wonderful!"

"'Twas your mother's old room," said Folly in a high, squeaky voice.

Kayla looked at her. "What was my mom like Folly, do you know?"

"I do, miss. She was a very pretty, young thing. Her hair was as yours is, miss. Her eyes were black as the night.

"Black?"

"Aye miss."

"What was her personality like?"

"It was like a rose miss. She was very sweet but if you got to close...well, let's just say she was a very tough cookie, miss," grinned Folly. Kayla laughed, just as someone knocked on the door. Kayla was going to call them in but Folly had already answered the door. A boy who looked about the age of Kayla stood there. He was cute, Kayla noticed at once. He had short, white-blonde hair and ice blue eyes. She knew at once that this was Mr. Malfoy's son.

"Um...hello," said Kayla.

"Father said dinner would be ready soon and to wear the dress in your closet," he sneered.

"Um, ok." Kayla suddenly liked this boy a lot less. "Anything else?" she added as he continued to stand in her doorway.

"No," he said quietly and left. Kayla shook her head and mumbled "Wierdo."