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A/N YEAH NEXT CHAPTER!!!!! I'm happy cause I have finally finished finals those evil things. Sorry I'm just a little hyper I can finally say good bye to those bastards in school NO MORE 8TH GRADE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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At the present moment Harry was tailing closely behind the two Hogwarts professors with apt attention. The two ahead of him had been talking, of what? He didn't know exactly but it seemed to be really important, so he didn't interfere. The three of them seemed to be headed toward down town London, seemingly right to the heart of the city.Harry really wasn't concerning himself with where they where going, no, he had been spending the entire detour staring out wondrously at the surrounding buildings, all this seeing has he had yet to be out this far from the stairs of the old orphanage.
Even though on the outside he looked just like a kid in a candy store inside he was pondering the whole concept.
He knew where they were taking him; to get the school supplies which he would need come the first of September. But really what did they take him for? An unending money rich shirt? He had always had known that knowledge was power and one of the most important things of life, but he also knew that power had a price. He lived in an orphanage for God's sake, he wasn't swarming in money, how did they expect him to buy the supplies.
And one thing that he did know was that he would never let them pay for it, he wasn't some charity case of the like.
They seemed nice and understanding but yet he didn't let his guard down. It had taken him a long while to build it up; he would not break it down with the snap of the fingers.
If anything he was going to use this whole experience making sure that he soaked up anything and everything that he could.
Looking ahead of him he saw that the two elder magiks had stopped in front of a dungy little building, the pub looked monstrously out of date, and was in need of some quick repair. All across the top of the pub there was some choppy golden lettering,
THE LEAKY CAULDREN.
Dumbledore, seeing Harry's apprehension placed a hand on his shoulder and lead him inside, Minerva followed. Once inside Harry noticed just how out of place he was, every one inside was wearing strange robes like to two beside him, and not every one in here looked completely human, but in the case of being wrong he kept his mouth shut.
"Harry, we have to get along, we don't want any....." The voice of Dumbledore trailed off but Harry understood in general what he had meant, no distractions and such today.
Now, Harry had known that his whole assumption about the little pub behind him was wrong, so now he could only wait for what splendors would be in, as Dumbledore said, 'the great Diagon Alley'. But instead what Harry got was a deserted alley way, nothing was here, except the old garbage cans, plus all the garbage.
Dumbledore stepped forward and took out his wand before Harry could voice his accusations. Making himself look like an old blind man with his walking stick, Dumbledore started tapping his wand upon the outward wall behind the pub.
The wall began to shaking, and then a small opening began to get bigger from the wall.
Once large enough for the three of them, they all took a step inside. "Welcome, my boy," Dumbledore began to whisper into his ear, "To Diagon Alley,"
Harry was now amazed, all around him where glorious shops, each holding some thing strange but wonderful to him. His eyes were as big as saucers not wanting them to be taken away from what he was now witnessing.
"Come now Harry, we must get your school supplies, but of coarse off to Gringotts." He followed Minerva whom had spoken up to an old marble building and they walked right in.
(A/N I don't have the books with me so if anyone knows that little poem Harry reads when he first walks in can some one tell me please!)
The boy who lived stared at the strange creatures, they were somewhat frightening. Looking up at Dumbledore wonder what exactly these greedy minors where doing guarding the money of the wizarding world.
"Don't worry Harry these are well greedy I know but there is no safer place to hind treasures to hold. Yes I believe the old saying goes;
we must not look at Goblin men, we must not buy their fruits, whom knows upon which soil they feed, their hungry thirsty roots?.....Their offers should not harm us, their evil gifts may harm us. Those merry wanderers of the night."
Dumbledore paused at looked at the goblins again, then began walking up toward the front desk.
The Goblin sitting at the front desk had a semi evil look on his face and with every second that Dumbledore spoke his small grayish mouth turned upward in a devilish smirk. From the position in which Harry was standing, he could see Dumbledore hand the Goblin a small key.
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They walked out of Flourish and Blotts carrying piles and piles of books in their arms. Not only Harry's but it seemed that Albus and Minerva needed before school supplies. Harry looked at his list and noticed that they were finally almost done.
"Harry, Minerva and myself shall go and get your potion equipment, so how about you go get your uniform then we can go get your wand." Albus gave a little chuckle and walked off.
Walking in the clothing store, he noticed he wasn't alone.
"Hogwarts too?" a very snobbish looking boy with aristocrat pointed features and platinum blonde hair.
All Harry did was nod.
"So do you know what house you will be in, me? I know I'm going to be in Slytherin." Harry had no idea what he was talking about, but him being him played along pretending he knew all.
"We really wont know until we get there will we now." Harry gave the boy a pointed look clearly showing superiority. All the boy did was nod then continued.
"The names Draco Malfoy, as I'm sure you've heard of me," Now Harry could tell that this boy could be a hard one to like and seemed to be a little too full on himself, as it was.
"No, sorry I cant say that I have, should I? Well anyway you can just call me Harry."
"Harry wha...." Draco was cut off as the store keep came and interrupted them, sending Draco out and measuring Harry in turn.
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Minerva, Albus, and Harry walked into Olivanders, and almost instantly Harry began to look about in wonder, which he found he had been doing a lot lately. All around boxes dominated, as well as dust, upon any movement Harry fought the urge to suddenly sneeze.
While he was looking around he didn't notice an old stringy man come up behind him. His cloths were out of this world, or maybe from this world back two hundred years. Each of them seemed to be Carbon Dated like he hadn't changed them in the last century, and they were almost as dusty as the wands surrounding.
"Ah Dumbledore, my old friend," Olivander's voice sounded old and some what crackly. "Haven't seen you for a while, and Minerva too what a surprise. But of coarse I know what you are here for." He looked over at Harry at looked like he comprehended him.
Suddenly Harry had a wand shoved in his face; he took it and looked around. He knew that he looked really stupid.
"Well give it wave." Olivander's voice suddenly broke through his thoughts. Then he just whipped it around like a baton. Before he could really try to understand what the point of it was it was snatch and another was placed inside of his hand, with Olivander looking on expectantly.
Giving this one a wave several things exploded and the wand flew out of his hand and hit Olivander on top of the head. They all went through hundreds of wands, each in turn blowing something up, shooting something around, or starting something on fire, a few times Olivander's and Dumbledore's beards started on fire.
Finally a single and what seemed like final wand was placed in his hand and he felt a warmth crawl all the way up his body. Swinging the wand down silver and red sparks flew out.
"Excellent but surely curious," Olivander started pacing.
"Um... excuse me but what is exactly curious about this, meaning no offence of coarse?" Harry was trying hard to be polite.
"You see the phoenix feather which resides in side your wand gave another for the use of a wand, making that wand it brother. It is curious you see that you should be destined for this wand..... Where its brother, gave you that scar." He had thankfully said this quiet enough so that no one else heard this.
Harry looked surprised, and then the thought turned to thoughtfulness, Voldemort and him. They both shared a brother wand, they were more alike then he cared to think about.
The three of them walked out Dumbledore having paid for Harry's wand. They walked out with Harry still pondering in his thoughts.
How alike were him and the dark lord?
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I sit beside the fire and think,
of all that I have seen,
Of medow-flowers and butterflies
and summers that have been,
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Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in auttoms that there were
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair
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I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes with out a spring
that I shall ever see
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For there are still so many things
that I have never seen
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green
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I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know
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But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door
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A/N I just have always liked that peom its by Tolkin .
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A/N YEAH IM ALL DONE. . Finally today we're out of school yippee!!! I'm so Happy its summer time.
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