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You look around you, amazingly, the barman isn't there. 'Must be getting some more supplies or something' you say to your self. Then you quickly reach up for the pot on top on the mantelpiece and the powder feels cool in your hand. Somewhat soothing.
Stepping into the fire and spreading the Floo Powder around the fireplace you shout, "Leaky Cauldron!'
Stepping out of the fireplace, at the Leaky Cauldron, you think you should have brought a cloak or cape, to cover yourself. You move into the corner, hoping no-one heard you exit the fire place; after all, this place was definitely packed today. You only hope it is like this in Diagon Alley.
After entering the surprisingly very busy streets of Diagon Alley, you made your way to Flourish and Blotts.
Making your way through the books, you decide there is nothing of interest and feel somewhat nervous at leaving Hogsmeade. But you can't back down. Maybe you could after all transfigure something into a cloak. Of course you are of age, but still, could you be tracked if you did magic outside of Hogwarts grounds?
"To hell with it anyway" you mutter quietly to your self.
You take an extra quill from your bag and transfigure it into a velvet black cloak, after putting it on; you lift the hood over your head. If only you had your birthday before school started, then you could have gotten your apparation license, you wouldn't have had to go through the Hogshead either.
If you want a good book, you'll just have to go somewhere where there are more choices. Then again… No; there are hundreds of books in this world and you have only read just a select short few. There is another whole range out there. As a matter of fact, there are a whole range of Dark Magic books out there. Because as you know, they definitely don't have hardly any in Hogwarts and you always did want to know what this wizarding race feared. A person kills a person. A spell is just a weapon, like a knife. Muggles have not banned knives and axes and things of that sort. What could be wrong in gaining knowledge of these spells? After all, if not cast, it does not harm.
You walk down Diagon Alley and suddenly a flash of bright red hair enters your vision. It's him. 'What could he possibly be doing here?' you think to your self. And suddenly he looks at you. Can he see you? Does he know it is you? Maybe he is suspicious of you because of the cloak. Yes, that has to be it. He makes his way towards you with a superior look on his face and you find yourself running, running turning corners, pushing past people. You stop and lean against a wall, you lost him.
Looking at your surroundings, you find yourself in a dark Alley. Knockturn Alley, in fact. You wander down through the street, peering at the strange buildings. A sign catches your eye. 'Bugle's Books for every subject'. What luck?
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its-a-small-world-after-a - Hmm… You are the only one who has said they know who he is, did you know? I'm glad you are thinking ahead, great readers do. Well, I do, and I consider myself a great reader…. Nah jks.
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