"Wow! Harold! She's beautiful!" When Harriett left the shop, she found Harold waiting outside with a completely outside.
"Yeah, I knew you might want an owl for mailing! Joe kept telling me to get you a white one. I would of but this was the last one they had!"
"What's her name?"
"That's up to you. Joe told me to tell you to call her Hedwig. You know, sometimes I feel like he knows something that we don't..."
"Hm... How about Hediweg?"
"That's an odd name."
"I know."
"Oh! I completely forgot about the bank? How did you pay for your wand?"
"How did you pay for Hediweg?"
"I have my ways."
"I have my ways, too." There was an awkward silence.
"Well, I guess we should go to the bank next!" Harold finally said. (And off the Gringotts they went!) Colleen! Stop narrating my story! (Fine...)
"Well, here we are!" Harold said as they entered Gringott's bank. "Gringott's bank!" Inside, Harriett noticed that the place seemed to be run by centaurs!
A/N – A centaur is half animal, half human. Usually goats and horses.
They all sat at desks that ran along the walls of the giant room. Some of the goat centaurs were gnawing on pieces of clothing. Harriett followed Harold to the farther end of the large room, where they met a horse centaur.
"Hullo. How can I help you?" He asked.
"Um, yes. This is Harriett Porter and we'd like to make a withdrawal."
"Aw, yes." He leaned in close to Harriett. "Hullo, Harriett Porter." This kind of scared Harriett.
"Um, yeah. Dumbledude also asked that I get..." Harold looked down at Harriett and whispered back to the centaur, "You-know-what for you-know-who." With that, he pulled an envelope out of his pocket just enough to show the centaur and put it back.
"Okay, well, let's get started." The centaur seemed mysterious, as did all the other centaurs. They followed him through some huge large doors, and into a very dark room. By the time the large doors closed, they couldn't see a thing.
They stood there for a moment until they heard a "Ding!" and the lights went on. They were in an... elevator? I guess that's what I'll call it. It wasn't a regular elevator, though. I mean, it did have an ugly flower carpet and glass walls that you could see through, but it didn't go up and down. It went side to side. Harriett stared out the glass walls. The tunnel that the elevator went through was dark and the only light was in the elevator. The tunnel had walls made of dirty gray stone and instead of a floor, it had water. You couldn't tell how deep it was, just that it was deep. There weren't any ropes either. The elevator just kind of floated above the water. Harriett gazed out the window and looked back into the elevator. In the corner, by the centaur, were many pull ropes hanging from the ceiling. The horse centaur looked through them, as if searching for a certain one. When he seemed to find the right one, he pulled it and the elevator started to move over the water and down the dark tunnel.
After a few minutes, Harriett heard snapping to the elevator music (Yes, there was elevator music). She turned to see it was Harold. He stopped and said "What?" when he noticed both her and the centaur were staring at him.
Finally, the strange elevator stopped. Once again the doors opened with a "Ding!" Another strange thing was that behind the elevator door was another door! This door had a keyhole in the middle. The centaur looked to Harold. Harold didn't seem to notice this though. Harold looked around the elevator and whistled to himself.
"Ah-hem." The centaur got his attention.
"Oh! Yeah. Sorry. Here you go!" Harold pulled a key out of his pocket and handed it to the centaur.
"Thank you." The centaur turned the key in the hole and opened it to reveal yet another door. The only difference with this door was that the keyhole was at the top. The centaur had to stand on his hind legs to reach it. Harriett gazed up at him. This was just too real! They went through ten more doors before they reached the end. Each door having the keyhole in a different place.
"Oh, good! The end!" exclaimed Harold. Harriett thought he might have gotten bored, while Harriett was still fascinated with the whole thing. They had had a small conversation while opening the doors. They had found out that the centaur's name was Wally Mart.
Harriett stopped and stared at what she saw. There in the safe, were huge piles of gold and silver coins on the floor. Harold walked up to it, took a few gold coins, and put them in his pocket. "This'll do us for a while." He said walking back up to Harriett and Wally.
"Wow, Harold! Is this all yours?"
"Mine!? No! This is yours!"
"What?!"
"Yeah! Your parents left it for you. Now, come on. We have one more withdraw to make."
"Okay..." Harriett stared back at the coins as she walked back towards the elevator. Was all of that money really hers?
They loaded back into the elevator. "Do you have the keys and the Gar?" Wally asked.
"Oh, yeah." Harold pulled an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to Wally.
"Thank you."
"Gar?" Harriett had to ask.
"You'll see." Harold answered. Then, Wally turned to the ropes again. But instead of pulling one like before, he moved them aside, revealing a keyhole that was hidden behind them. He took a key out of the envelope Harold had given him. He turned it in the hole and once again, the strange elevator started to move.