Three days later, Amaya woke up to the sound of an owl tapping on her
windowpane. Reaching for her glasses, she put them on and stared at her
clock. She cursed under her breath, rolled out of bed, and went to the
window.
It was a dark brown owl, sitting on her windowpane. She opened the window, and the owl flew in, landing softly on her bed. There was a package attached to the owl, and a note. She took the package, and read the note. She scribbled a small reply on the back of the piece of parchment, and sent the owl on its way. Sighing, she decided there was no point in trying to go back to bed. She should get up, go make breakfast, and get ready for the day. Today, she would be going to Diagon Alley.
Around mid morning, just as Amaya was trying desperately to fine her moneybag, the doorbell rang. She never got the doorbell, that was Lori's job. Lori had told her, when she was little, that she was never to open the door, no matter what. She heard Lori walk down the stairs, open the door, and let someone in. Then, she called up to her.
"Maia! Get your butt down here!"
"Don't have a cow already! I'm coming!"
"A cow?! I already have you! Why would I want another one?!"
Amaya laughed, she couldn't help herself. It was an inside joke thing. She found her moneybag, shoved it right next to her Care Bear, in a pouch tied around her waist, and ran out the room down the stairs.
"Alright, here's the deal," Lori told her as she reached the bottom. "We drive to the nearest subway, and take it to Diagon Alley. Understand?"
"Gotcha." Amaya replied.
"We stay till like mid afternoon," she continued, "Unless this is a double feature."
"Or a really long movie." Harry said.
"You catch on quick." Amaya told him.
Then they left the house, jumped in Lori's car, and drove to the nearest Underground. From there, they rode to the stop closest to Diagon Alley, got off and walked a bit until they reached The Leaky Cauldron. Harry waved hello to the bartender (who couldn't help but tease, for he was escorting two ladies.) Then reach the brick wall in the back alley, on which Harry tapped the correct brick. Or, he would have, If Lori hadn't beaten him to it.
"Sorry," she told him, "Instinct, couldn't help myself."
"Lori went to Hogwarts," Amaya explained, as they entered Diagon Alley, and began to walk to Gringotts. "Slytherin alumni. Played Quidditch too."
"She doesn't sound like she's from around here."
"I'm not," Lori said. "Moved here when I was about 10 or 11, went to Hogwarts, and left a couple years after graduation. Never thought I'd miss being in Diagon Alley though."
"You not a bad witch are you?" Harry asked.
"No, I'm a good witch." Lori replied. "I think.. aren't I? Maia, help me here."
"Good witch, most of the times," she said. "Ya know Harry, not all Slytherins are bad."
"Just like not all Gryffindors are good." Lori muttered under her breath.
"What does that mean?" Harry asked her.
"If you don't already understand that now, you will soon enough."
"Lauwei, stop freaking him out."
"Nothing I've said has ever freaked anyone out."
"You're freaking me out right now."
They laughed as they came to a stop at Gringotts. Waiting at the bottom of the steps was Hermione, and Ron, with Ginny, Fred, and George. Amaya held Lori back while Harry went to meet them.
"You shouldn't be saying those things. You know that," she told her.
"Please, nothing is going to go wrong. YOU know that."
"Maybe I do, and maybe I don't. I haven't been so sure lately."
They went to join the others.
It was a dark brown owl, sitting on her windowpane. She opened the window, and the owl flew in, landing softly on her bed. There was a package attached to the owl, and a note. She took the package, and read the note. She scribbled a small reply on the back of the piece of parchment, and sent the owl on its way. Sighing, she decided there was no point in trying to go back to bed. She should get up, go make breakfast, and get ready for the day. Today, she would be going to Diagon Alley.
Around mid morning, just as Amaya was trying desperately to fine her moneybag, the doorbell rang. She never got the doorbell, that was Lori's job. Lori had told her, when she was little, that she was never to open the door, no matter what. She heard Lori walk down the stairs, open the door, and let someone in. Then, she called up to her.
"Maia! Get your butt down here!"
"Don't have a cow already! I'm coming!"
"A cow?! I already have you! Why would I want another one?!"
Amaya laughed, she couldn't help herself. It was an inside joke thing. She found her moneybag, shoved it right next to her Care Bear, in a pouch tied around her waist, and ran out the room down the stairs.
"Alright, here's the deal," Lori told her as she reached the bottom. "We drive to the nearest subway, and take it to Diagon Alley. Understand?"
"Gotcha." Amaya replied.
"We stay till like mid afternoon," she continued, "Unless this is a double feature."
"Or a really long movie." Harry said.
"You catch on quick." Amaya told him.
Then they left the house, jumped in Lori's car, and drove to the nearest Underground. From there, they rode to the stop closest to Diagon Alley, got off and walked a bit until they reached The Leaky Cauldron. Harry waved hello to the bartender (who couldn't help but tease, for he was escorting two ladies.) Then reach the brick wall in the back alley, on which Harry tapped the correct brick. Or, he would have, If Lori hadn't beaten him to it.
"Sorry," she told him, "Instinct, couldn't help myself."
"Lori went to Hogwarts," Amaya explained, as they entered Diagon Alley, and began to walk to Gringotts. "Slytherin alumni. Played Quidditch too."
"She doesn't sound like she's from around here."
"I'm not," Lori said. "Moved here when I was about 10 or 11, went to Hogwarts, and left a couple years after graduation. Never thought I'd miss being in Diagon Alley though."
"You not a bad witch are you?" Harry asked.
"No, I'm a good witch." Lori replied. "I think.. aren't I? Maia, help me here."
"Good witch, most of the times," she said. "Ya know Harry, not all Slytherins are bad."
"Just like not all Gryffindors are good." Lori muttered under her breath.
"What does that mean?" Harry asked her.
"If you don't already understand that now, you will soon enough."
"Lauwei, stop freaking him out."
"Nothing I've said has ever freaked anyone out."
"You're freaking me out right now."
They laughed as they came to a stop at Gringotts. Waiting at the bottom of the steps was Hermione, and Ron, with Ginny, Fred, and George. Amaya held Lori back while Harry went to meet them.
"You shouldn't be saying those things. You know that," she told her.
"Please, nothing is going to go wrong. YOU know that."
"Maybe I do, and maybe I don't. I haven't been so sure lately."
They went to join the others.