A/N: I'm having a little trouble with my 6th chapter so any suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Unless I can come up with something I'm gunna work on my other stories until I can think of something.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I don't own Tom Felton (cries) Please don't sue me I wanna stalk Tom in August. There you go.

Ok here's chappie 5

Chapter Five: The Trip to Ollivander's

Maxi made sure she followed closely behind Draco so she didn't get lost. Diagon alley was packed. They weren't moving very fast because of the crowd. "Draco, I'm going to get my hair done Meet you here in an hour," his mother called after him. "And don't be late," she snapped. "Yes, mother," he rolled his eyes as he turned back around.

They were approaching a particularly huge crowd. "Stay close," he grabbed her arm and hooked it around his own. They passed two young children arguing. One was chasing the other. When they passed Maxi they knocked her over. Luckily Draco caught her.

Suddenly she felt her ankle crack and an intense surge of pain. She let out a muffled groan. She had a rather high pain tolerance. Draco stood her up and pulled her to keep going. "Umm... Draco?" she winced, "I can't walk." He looked back. "What do you mean you can't walk?" he asked in a rather rude tone. "I mean I can't walk," she said in an equally rude tone. "Would you like me to spell it out for you?" Draco looked slightly taken aback.

"What's your name?" "Maxine," she replied stiffly. "What's your full name?" he asked raising his eyebrows. "Not that it's any of your business but it's Maxine Nora Mitchell." Draco was very intrigued by this girl. "Mmm... and why is it that you can't walk, Maxine?" "Because I think my ankle is broken," she said matter-of-factly. "Oh," he wasn't expecting that.

He grabbed her arm and put it around his shoulder, he put his other hand around her waist, and helped her hobble to a bench in front of a second- hand robe shop. He knelt down and took off her shoe and gently took off her sock. He lifted her foot onto his lap. "Yeah it looks broken to me," he said.

Maxi looked down at it. Her foot was at a slightly odd angle. Her ankle was very purple and about the size of a softball. Draco was examining her ankle a bit closer. "Jeez, your fingers are cold," she told him. He stood up and handed her her shoe with her sock inside. He sat down next to her on the bench.

"Well now what do you want to do?" he to her for an answer. "Well, you are just going to have to meet them there for me," she replied. "What!?!?!?" he jumped up. "I'm not going to meet them," he crossed his arms. She stood up and put all of her weight on her left foot. "Well I can't do it can I?" she snapped. "What do I care if you meet Potty and his stupid friends?" he retaliated. "I'm not meeting 'Potty and his stupid friends.' I'm meeting Hagrid so I can get my fucking wand," she said this a little louder than she should have.

Draco smiled. "Would you sit down, you look ridiculous." "don't tell me what to do," she had to admit she did look rather unusual with her hands on her hips, standing on one foot. She sat down and Draco sat to her right. He grabbed her leg and put it on his lap. "You should keep this elevated," he said "I know. I'm not stupid," she folded her arms.

"Are you always like this?" he asked innocently. "I should ask you the same question," she replied. "Fine," he sat back. "Fine," she look behind her into the shop. It was filled with old and used robes. She actually wouldn't mind having some of them. She liked vintage. There was a gust of wind and Maxi shivered. Although it was summer the temp was only about 70 degrees (F) and she was used to the 90 degree weather back home.

"Are you cold?" he asked. "No," Maxi replied coldly as she shivered again. He took off his cloak and tried to put it around her. "You don't listen very well do you? I said no." she snapped. " Just take it. Your shivering," he replied calmly. "I don't need it," she answered stiffly. "Would you just take the damn cloak. It's obvious you're cold,' he threw that cloak onto her. "Fine," she wrapped it around her.

"Wow," she thought, "This smells good." "I was just trying to be nice you know," he said stiffly. "Are you sure that's possible, Draco?" somebody teased. Maxi turned to see who it was. On the other side of Draco stood a boy about her height. He had black hair and bright blue eyes much like her own. "Where have you been all summer?" Draco asked when he saw the boy. "Oh I've been doing stuff," he shrugged, "And who is this lovely lady?" he asked walking over to Maxi. "And why is she with you?" he joked "And what the heck did you do to her?" he smacked Draco when he saw her ankle.

"If you take a break from asking questions I might answer one of them," Draco replied sarcastically. Maxi shot daggers at him with her eyes. "Whoa, it's a little cold over here," the boy joked when he saw maxi's look. "So are either of you going to answer my questions?" he sat on the arm of the bench. "Sure. I'm Maxine Mitchell, I'm with him because he was showing me the way to Ollivander's, and he didn't do this," she gestured to her ankle, "somebody's foot did."

"Thank you," he sounded satisfied. "I was thinking you guys were going out," he stood up. "Hell no, I don't think I would be able to stomach him long enough for a date." Maxi stated. Draco shot her a dirty look. "Speaking of dating, are you still dating that Hufflepuff?" "Yeah" the boy replied. Draco shook his head. "I never thought I would live to see the day when a Slytherin dated a Hufflepuff of all things." "Oh don't start I have my reasons for dating her."

Maxi was feeling a little uncomfortable. "Hey did your mother give you a name?" Maxi asked the boy. "I'm not sure. I think it's the one I'm using but I'm not sure," he replied. Maxi looked confused. "I'm adopted," he told her. "Oh, well then what do your adoptive parents call you?" "Well some of the time they call me 'their baby'" he smiled. Draco laughed. "but most of the time they call me Xavier Black." "You forgot the Rice," Draco howled but Maxi wasn't paying attention.

Did he just say Xavier Black? Isn't Sharika going out with an Xavier Black? Didn't she say he was best friends with a Draco? Questions started zooming around her head. She was getting more and more excited. Could her bestfriend possibly be a witch? It took everything she had not to let her excitement show.

"Xavier!" she heard someone call. "Xavier, over here!" He turned in the direction of the voice. When he turned he left a clear view of the person calling him. "Oh my god! Sharika?" Maxi jumped up with the intent to run over to her friend but her ankle suggested she should wait for her friend to come over to her. This didn't take long since Sharika was just as excited to she her.

Sharika ran up to her bestfriend and gave her a huge hug. Draco raised his eyebrow. "Maxi, you didn't tell me you were coming to England. What are you doing here? You could have told me you were coming," she rambled off. "Oh this is so exciting. How's Bru..." she stopped mid sentence and had a look of realization on her face.

She smacked Maxi on the shoulder, almost causing Maxi to lose her balance. "Why didn't you tell me you were a witch?" she shrieked. Several heads turned. Maxi was wondering how long it was going to take her to realize this. "Why didn't you tell me you were?" she grabbed Sharika's shoulder to balance herself. This is when Sharika noticed that Maxi was only standing on one foot..

"What happened?" she shrieked again. "Jeez, Sharika, would you stop doing that?" "Doing what?" she looked confused. "Shrieking in my ear," Maxi laughed. "Oh, sorry," Sharika turned pink. Maxi told her that she needed to meet somebody at Ollivander's and that she broke her ankle and was stuck there.

"Oh, I see," Sharika said when Maxi finished. "Well we've got two buff guys," she paused, "well one buff guy and a Draco," she shot Draco a look. Draco scowled at her. Xavier and Maxi just laughed. "We should be able to get you there. What time are you supposed to meet them? Sharika asked. Maxi looked at her watch, "about 10 mins from now." "We should probably get going then. Especially in this crowd," Xavier said and walked up to Maxi.

"Hey, did anybody ask Draco if he was going to help?" Draco said indignantly. "Did anybody ask me if I wanted to break my ankle?" Maxi replied sharply. "It's not my fault you broke your ankle." "And it's not my fault you decided to help me in the first place," she shot back. "You asked me too," he said defensively. "Since when has that ever made a difference," Sharika snapped. "No, I didn't. I just implied it," she smiled.

"Well I'm not going to help anymore then." he sounded much like a 4 year old that wasn't getting his way. "Yes you are," she said in a warning tone. "And why is that?" he said challenging her. "Because," she smirked, "it's the proper thing to do. What would your mother think?" Draco glared at her and reluctantly grabbed her arm and put it around his shoulder. Xavier chuckled and did the same with her other arm. Sharika had gone into a fit of giggles.

The four of them made their way down the cobblestone street. Every so often they would stop to let Maxi window shop. The boys rolled their eyes every time they did this. Sharika, who was carrying their stuff, would buy more stuff at pretty much every store.

"What's down that way?" Maxi asked as they passed Knockturn Alley. She couldn't get those two witches off of her mind. "Oh you don't want to go there," Sharika warned. "why not?" Maxi was curious. "That's Knockturn Alley. Those are all of the dark arts stores." Draco was looking at Sharika like she was something gross on the bottom of his shoe. "Oh," Maxi said still looking in that direction.

"Here we are, Ollivander's," Xavier said. He let go of Maxi to help his girlfriend with her packages. Maxi turned towards Draco and put her other hand on his shoulder for some more support Her good leg was really sore.

Just then Ron came running up to them "Keep your hands off of her, Malfoy," he had his wand out and ready. Maxi realized the way they were standing looked like she was trying to push Draco away. "What are you going to do, Weasley?" Draco moved toward him and out of Maxi's grip. She grabbed onto him again and tried to get in between the two boys.

"Relax, Ron, he wasn't trying anything. I was using him for balance," she said wedging herself between them. "Hmm..." she thought to herself, "I never thought I would be wedged between two guys. It's nice." Ron stepped back. Harry and Hermione now stood next to him.

"Why would you need him for balance?" Harry glared at Draco. "What did he do to you?" Hermione asked noticing her ankle. "He didn't do anything," Xavier defended his bestfriend. Maxi rolled her eyes. "Okay, this is what happened..." Telling the story again made her realize how stupid the whole thing was. As she finished her story Hagrid walked up. Maxi really hoped she wouldn't have to relive it again. Luckily when Hagrid was about to say something Harry looked up at him and said "Don't ask."

"Well are yeh ready ter get yer wand?" Hagrid asked. "Yes," Maxi said relieved. "Hey, Maxi. Do you want to meet us at The Three Broomsticks around 5:00? We can all have dinner together." Maxi looked at her bestfriend and then at the people around her. "Yeah, okay," she relpied against her better judgement. The thought of Harry, Hermione, Ron, Draco, and Xavier fighting the whole time did not appeal to her but she didn't want to let Sharika down.

Maxi let go of Draco and tried to hop into the shop. She only hopped about once before Draco grabbed her again. "How can he be such a gentleman and such a twit at the same time," she thought to herself. Apparently Harry and Ron didn't like the fact that Draco was being nice. They saw it as a threat.

"We'll help from here, Draco," Harry said 'Draco' like it was a disgusting insect. They pulled her toward them. Draco, having to one-up them, pulled her back. "I can handle it," he sneered. They then engaged in a very childish tug-o-war with her. Hagrid, Sharika, Xavier, and Hermione just watched.

It all ended when Ron accidentally stepped on her ankle. "That's enough," she cried out in pain. "I'm so sorry, Maxi," Ron said. "Me too," Harry agreed. "Are you okay?" Draco asked. All of them again tried to help her. She pulled away from them, walked up to Sharika, grabbed her stuff, and walked into the shop. She didn't even limp because of the adrenaline rush. The pain was almost unbearable.

The shop she walked into was very dimly lit. At the counter sat a man with silver hair and huge, mysterious blue eyes behind half moon spectacles. He looked up when she walked in. "You shouldn't be walking on that," he told her. "Yeah I know but it's better than letting those three try to help," she glared out the window.

Harry, Ron, Draco had started an argument and all three had their wands out. Hagrid and Hermione were trying to get Harry and Ron to back down. Sharika was trying to get Xavier to convince Draco to back down while Xavier was encouraging him to turn them purple.

The man chuckled and Maxi turned back around. "So I assume you need a wand. Am I right?" Mr. Ollivander asked. "Yessir," she replied happily. He ran back to his rows of shelves and came back with an armful of long, thin boxes. "8 and 1/2 inches, Holly, dragon heart string," he handed her the wand. She waved it around but nothing happened.

Maxi felt her face go pink. By this time everyone had come in. "Oh great," she thought, "now I need everybody watching." "Well that's interesting," he said sounding amused. "13 inches, Ebony, phoenix feather." She waved it around and still nothing happened, absolutely nothing. Maxi was starting to get really nervous.

She tried to give the wand back but she couldn't. She opened her fist, but the wand stayed in her hand. "Very interesting," he said sounding even more amused. "I've never seen that happen before. The wand chooses the witch and this one has appeared to have chosen you but you've rejected it." "What the hell does that mean," Maxi thought.

"Might as well try this one. 13 inches, Mahogany, Unicorn hair." The second her finger tips touched the wand she felt a serge of power run throughout her whole body. This power radiated as lit from her very skin that lit the whole shop.

"Hmm... that is a very unique wand. The unicorn is a very powerful, very pure, and very innocent animal. This wand is very powerful. It would be handy in defending the dark arts," he paused, "or using them." His gaze penetrated her like a thousand daggers. She looked at Sharika, who was gaping at her.

Maxi felt awkward, she wasn't sure what to do now. Hagrid stepped forward to pay for her wand. Sharika came up to Maxi. "I don't think that we should have dinner together tonight," she said glancing at the four boys. "Yeah, I think you're right. Maybe some other time." Sharika and Xavier left.

"Aren't you going with them Draco?" Hermione asked in a rather snotty voice. "No," he snapped back. "Not until Maxi tells me I'm not needed anymore," Maxi was furious with the three remaining boys for acting so immature and injuring her further. The thing that bothered her most was that she was being used. "I never needed you, Draco. You were merely an object, a walking stick if you will. Which I can obviously do without," she said very calmly.

He narrowed his eyes "Why you horrible mudblood," he said through gritted teeth. "How dare yeh insult 'er like that," Hagrid boomed. "Please Hagrid," Maxi said even calmer than before. "It's only an insult if the person it's directed to is insulted by it," she smiled a mischievous smile. Draco gave her one last dirty look and stomped out of the shop.

Harry and Ron were turning purple they were laughing so hard. "I wouldn't be laughing if I were you," Maxi shot them a look of venom. "Maxi, we should git goin' so yeh can start yer tutoring," Hagrid said. Maxi and Hagrid left the trio and picked up her remaining supplies. When they were finished they headed back to The Leaky Cauldron and Maxi got ready to go to Hogwarts.

A/N: Okay, there you have it. Chapter 5. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Just mention them when you review. You are going to review right? That's what I thought. That's to everybody. (I'm too lazy to put names.)