After attempting to question Miss. Hartshore about her earlier actions, Amanda and Nina gave-up. She was determined to not tell either of them anything, and probably for very good reason. No one had ever walked into Ms. Lodgin's Orphanage For Girls, and specifically ask to see teenage girls. Not that it could never happen, but it was still a bit suspicious. That and the fact Miss. Lodgin swore up and down she had seen that man before, but could not place the face with a name.
The next day came quickly and Amanda and Nina were hurriedly getting ready to leave with Miss. Hartshore to Diagon Alley.
"Well, you two really look like muggles." Miss. Hartshore said, looking at them.
"Well, should we put on pointy hat and fly brooms through the air?" Amanda asked, sarcastically.
"Don't get smart, Amanda. Of course you should look like muggles, we don't want to cause any suspicion. Let's go girls, before the other girls wake-up." The two girls followed her outside of the orphanage.
"Miss. Hartshore how are we supposed to get to this Diagon Alley?" Nina asked.
"Well, since neither of you are old enough to disapparate, we will take a muggle car over to the other side of London." Miss. Hartshore had rented a car and the girls were off. Nina was amazed at how Miss. Hartshore tapped the bricks in a certain pattern and the bricks moved, becoming the entrance of a whole other world. Nina gasped in amazement. She never knew this place existed!
"Wow, this place is brilliant!" Nina was looking around at everyone.
"Yes, it is. Now, Amanda take Nina to first get her wand then to get robes fitted. I shall meet you in Flourish and Blotts." Amanda nodded, and showed Nina to Olivander's.
"How am I supposed to know which wand to choose?" Nina asked, walking inside the store that was full with wand boxes on the walls.
"You don't choose, the wand chooses you. You'll know which is the right one." Amanda hit the silver bell and Olivander immediately greeted them.
"Ah, Miss. Torell, back I see. Not to replace your wand, I hope."
"Oh, of course not Mr. Olivander! My friend Nina needs a wand."
Olivander studied Nina. "I have never seen you in my shop before. And I never forget a face."
"I.. uh.. uhm.." Nina had no idea how to answer him. Was she supposed to tell him she was an orphan and just found out she was a witch?
"Uh... Mr. Olivander, Nina bought a wand in a different country. But since it was not of great quality like yours, she needs it replaced."
Olivander was quiet for moment, as if he was deciding whether he should believe Amanda's story or not. "Ah, very well then. Let's see, let's see." He chose a box and handed the wand to Nina.
Nina had a tough time simply holding the wand. It was struggling like mad to get out of her clutch. Olivander said, "Well, it seems to not like you. No matter I have many more wands." Olivander took the wand back and handed her another. It had the same reaction as the last. They already went through 10 wands when Nina was ready to give up.
Olivander went to the back of his shop and pulled one of the bottom. "Well, I haven't tested this out on other student's for a very long time, so maybe this is the one for you." Nina halfheartedly took the wand. It was perfect! Nina felt that this was the right wand. Olivander smiled, "Well, it seems that Unicorn Hair, Willow 10 inches is the wand for you!" He put the wand in the box and rang up the price. Nina paid him with the money Miss. Hartshore had given to them. They then went to get school robes fitted for Nina and then were off to Flourish and Blotts.
Nina bumped, rather roughly, into someone. The only thing she saw before falling to the ground, is platinum blonde hair. Whomever she bumped into was rather irked about the situation. They stood up rather quick and seemed very angry.
"You stupid idiot! Watch where you are going! You knocked me right into the filthy dirt, and making my VERY expensive robes VERY dirty!" The voice sounded deep, and Nina concluded it belonged to a boy.
Before looking up, Nina replied, "Well, watch where you're going as well! Obviously you didn't see me! And shut-up about your stupid robes! A good wiping and the dirt will come right off!" She stood up, to stand face-to-face with the boy. She was stunned. He was possibly the most gorgeous boy she had EVER seen! And by the way he talked to her, the nastiest git she had ever seen as well.
He growled, "What did you just say to me?"
"What? Are you deaf too?" She stood her ground firmly.
Before he answered, he looked at her clothes and smirked, "Let me guess, you must be a mudblood." Nina looked rather confused. What was a mudblood?
"No, Draco, she is not muggle-born. So back off. Don't you have some first year to bother?" Amanda had obviously heard what he had said.
Draco smirked, "Well if it isn't the little orphan girl. Boohoo. Still haven't found a family yet? That must mean that some muggles aren't as stupid as I thought." Amanda tried very hard not to reply. She clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
"C'mon, Nina. We have to meet Miss. Hartshore so she won't worry."
Draco seemed to laugh at the mention of Miss. Hartshore's name. "Her? You're here with that crazy witch? I'm amazed she even remembered how to get in here!"
"Oh stuff it Malfoy!!! She's not crazy! Besides, you've never even met her! You just think that because that's what your arse of a father told you!"
"You watch how you speak about my father, Torell! Especially, since you don't even have one!"
Nina was really starting to get angry at Draco. "Listen, you slimy little git! Leave my friend alone!"
"Or what? Are you going to call for Hartshore? Since you're here with them my guess is you're an orphan as well."
"So? Does that really make me any different? I'd rather have no family then be related to the likes of you anyday!" Draco was going to reply until he felt something on his shoulder.
"What is going on Draco? Hardly making friends I see." The voice belonged to a man that looked just like Draco. Nina figured it was Draco's father. Draco's father studied the two girls. He specifically looked at Nina. She felt uncomfortable under his gaze. There was something about him she didn't like. He looked at Amanda. "You must be Amanda Torell, the orphan witch. Draco tells me you associate with Virginia Hartshore, correct?" Amanda slowly nodded, her fists still clenched. "Well, then who is your little ... friend?" His gaze once more fell upon Nina.
Amanda replied through clenched teeth, "My friend Nina... Nina Koffer."
"Ah, I have not heard of that name in the wizarding world. You must be another orphan. That would make sense since I suppose orphans stick together, correct?" Nina threw him a dirty look. She was going to reply with something nasty, but Miss. Hartshore walked outside.
"Amanda? Nina? What on earth are doing standing out here?" Her eyes darted immediately to Draco and his father. Her expression turned sour. "Lucius Malfoy. What a surprise seeing you here."
Lucius looked at Miss. Hartshore, "I see you have another orphan to tag along with you. I was simply getting my son, Draco. We will be on our way. Say good-bye to your little friends, Draco." Lucius said coolly.
"I'll be seeing you at school, trust me, " Draco said nastily.
"Well, I'm not looking forward to it, trust me." Amanda replied. Draco shot her a dirty look and walked off with his father.
Miss. Hartshore sighed. "Those Malfoy's the most judgmental wizarding family I know and the most hypocritical. I really wish you wouldn't have met Lucius Malfoy, Nina."
"But why?" Nina knew he was a nasty man, but still.
"Because, Nina, Lucius Malfoy used to be a Death Eater, and rumor is that he still is one. And that means he is in good connections with your father. I wouldn't be surprised if you looked a lot like your father. If he's still alive, you can bet Lucius still talks with him. If he does think you look like your father, he will go to him and tell him immediately. That is a risk we must not take. Which reminds me, whatever you do, do not tell anyone you come in contact with about your REAL last name. You never know who you can't trust. The only people at Hogwarts who will know are the professors because they CAN be trusted. Understand?" Nina nodded quickly. "Now, come inside. There are some wizards I would like you to meet." Nina and Amanda followed her inside. Nina immediately saw six redheaded wizards, a girl with frizzy brown hair and another boy with brown hair and glasses.
Amanda grinned from ear to ear when she saw them all. She immediately started talking to the redheaded children and to the girl and other boy. Miss. Hartshore cleared her throat and the were all looking at her. She pointed at the redheaded people and said, "Nina, dear meet the Weasley's."
Okay that's that! I think its a little longer than the last two, but maybe it's because I took forever to write it, I don't know! I'm hoping I get more reviews! ::crosses fingers:: Review thanks! If I don't start getting more reviews I will stop writing this fic! You have been warned!