Chapter 4-Diagon Alley

Lily's P.O.V

We went to London on the 5th of August, and I, sitting in the back, prayed that someone wasn't playing jokes and pretending that I was going to a magic school.

We arrived in the street where the letter had said that I would see a small pub, and sure enough, there it was!

My mother and sister couldn't see it, so I had to take my trip to Diagon Alley, alone.

After about 20 minutes of looking for a shop that might possibly sell wands, as I had everything else, I ran straight into two boys.

One of the boys, I noted, had long black hair tied back in a ponytail, and had mischievous blue eyes. He was talking to another boy, this one with short black hair that stuck up at the back, and brown eyes, like a puppy, but they sparkled, like apuppy about to steal your slipper right off your foot. I talked to them for a while and they seemed nice. They told me a bit about Hogwarts, so I wouldn't be too confused. I hope we're in the same house.

James' P.O.V

Mum said we could bring Sirius to Diagon Alley when we went. Muhahahaha we lost her in 5 minutes and continued down the street.

Anyway, we were just walking along, not really noticing where we were going, and suddenly we walked into this little redhead!

I thought she looked quite nice with her emerald green eyes and slim figure, and she also looked rather mischievous, perhaps a potential partner in crime?

I thought we'd talk for a while to see if she was nice. She was cool, kind of righteous and opinionated. Not really my type, but cool all the same.

After everybody introduced themselves, Lily asked where she might find a store where they sell wands.

"Oh, we're heading there now, it's called Ollivanders, would you like to come with us?"James asked.

"Thanks, I'd love to, I don't know my way around this place." Replied Lily, relieved they hadn't laughed at her for not knowing where the shop was.

"You muggle-born then?" asked Sirius, who received a sharp nudge from James' elbow, since some pure-blood wizards would be offended being mistaken for a muggle-born.

"Ummm… my parents aren't magical if that's what you mean," replied Lily hesitantly.

"Yup," said Sirius.

They suddenly found themselves at a shop which read:

"Ollivanders. Makers of fine wands since 352BC"

"We're here!!" yelled Sirius, entering the shop. He crossed to the counter and started dinging the bell over and over again.

"Careful Sirius or you're going to..." CRASH!!! "Break it."

"I should have known..." said a weezy voice from right behind Sirius. He jumped and knocked over the broken bell.

"Oops."

"Ah yes, Mister Black. I remember your mother's first wand, eleven and a quarter inches, quite springy, rosewood, containing a single hair from the tail of a very fine unicorn. I also remember your father's, thirteen and a half inches, rigid, containing one of the tail feathers from a rather beautiful phoenix by the name of Marvoliana."

"Thank you sir," replied Sirius.

"Now, which is your wand hand?"

"Right, sir,"

Sirius tried wand after wand after wand.

"Try this one, Phoenix Feather, 12 inches, redwood."

Sirius waved the wand and it emitted several purple and gold sparks.

"Lovely, that'll be 8 galleons dear." Mr Ollivander said to Sirius.

"Now, Mr Potter, I'll skip your mother and fathers wands and jump straight to the point, try these dear."

James tried all of the ones Sirius had tried, but none of them worked. It took him 76 tries to get his wand, which emitted severa; gold sparks, which illuminated the dusty shop.

"Ah yes, Sycamore, 11 inches, containing dragon heartstring. A powerful wand indeed." Mr Ollivander said in his wheezy, faintly sinister, voice.

Lily took 68 tries to get her wand, almost as long as James! Her's too was dragon heartstring and sycamore, though only 9and a half inches.

"That'll be 8 galleons please," said Mr Ollivander.

Lily paid and they left the shop.

"So, what house do you want to be in?" Sirius asked Lily.

"I don't know any," replied Lily. "What do they mean?"

"Well, in a nutshell, if you're brave you go to Gryffindor, smart go to Ravenclaw,hard-working go to Hufflepuff and just plain evil go to Slytherin." said James

"Well I'm not really any of those," said Lily worriedly. "What if you're not any of them? Do you just have to go home or something?"

"No no, don't be silly. They'll find a trait that stands out in you and assign you accordingly," said Sirius, in a rare moment of intellegence.

"Since when did you eat the textbook for lunch?" asked James in a mock worried voice.

"So which house do you two want to be in then?" asked Lily.

"Gryffindor," they said in unison.

They went on around the shops and they each bought an owl.

"The owls will usually know where we live, even if you don't know the address," said James.

"I'll be staying at James' house for the rest of the summer by the way," Sirius said "so if you owl, send it to James' house."

"Maybe next year you can come too." Added James hopefully.

"Sure, if my mum lets me," replied Lily happily.

With that, they said their goodbyes and started home, each with a new friend (or in Lily's case, two friends.)

A/N R/R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!