"Now here are your letters, school lists, and the key to your room."
Severus said and walked out of the ally. Throughout the day Chloe and Draco
roamed the streets of Diagon Ally collecting their school supplies, and
books.
"You want to go get a wand?" Draco asked.
"Yeah lets go. But what exactly did I do to my old one?"
"Lost it." Draco said with a slight attitude.
"Alright?" Chloe said following Draco towards Olivander's.
"Why the attitude?"
"Don't worry about it . . . nothing personal." Draco said hoping Chloe would drop it.
As the two entered the shop Mr. Olivander appeared from behind a row of shelves. "Ah young Master Malfoy what can I do for you?" Mr. Olivander asked with a forced smile.
"She needs a wand." Draco said with the attitude locked securely in place.
"I see, and you are?"
"Chloe Walker."
"Okay Chloe, is this your first wand?"
"No. I lost when I moved recently."
"I see." Mr. Olivander said rummaging through several boxes. "Try this one." After about 12 wands Chloe found the perfect one, she paid for her wand (7" Holly Phoenix Feather), and followed a crabby looking Draco towards the inn. Neither said a word on the walk.
"So are you going to explain and hopefully DROP the attitude?" Chloe asked while moving things in her trunk around to fit her new school supplies.
"It's honestly nothing personal. It's the image my family has . . . I'm not proud of it. It's just something I have to have, for now."
"And this image has to apply to everybody around you?"
"Something like that." Draco said collapsing lazily on one of the beds. "You understand?"
"No, not really, it seems dumb if you ask me. So how long is this going to last?" "Not sure, probably most of the time at school because of the people in my house. Most of their families know mine fairly well, and it would look odd if I suddenly changed.
"I see. I guess if that's the case you may just find yourself jinxed, hexed, or possibly even hogtied from the Quidditch goal posts." Chloe said flopping down next to Draco.
"Hogtied?"
"Don't worry about it. It's not that important. It's a muggle term my dad used.
"What exactly does this hogtied thing involve?"
"You want to go get a wand?" Draco asked.
"Yeah lets go. But what exactly did I do to my old one?"
"Lost it." Draco said with a slight attitude.
"Alright?" Chloe said following Draco towards Olivander's.
"Why the attitude?"
"Don't worry about it . . . nothing personal." Draco said hoping Chloe would drop it.
As the two entered the shop Mr. Olivander appeared from behind a row of shelves. "Ah young Master Malfoy what can I do for you?" Mr. Olivander asked with a forced smile.
"She needs a wand." Draco said with the attitude locked securely in place.
"I see, and you are?"
"Chloe Walker."
"Okay Chloe, is this your first wand?"
"No. I lost when I moved recently."
"I see." Mr. Olivander said rummaging through several boxes. "Try this one." After about 12 wands Chloe found the perfect one, she paid for her wand (7" Holly Phoenix Feather), and followed a crabby looking Draco towards the inn. Neither said a word on the walk.
"So are you going to explain and hopefully DROP the attitude?" Chloe asked while moving things in her trunk around to fit her new school supplies.
"It's honestly nothing personal. It's the image my family has . . . I'm not proud of it. It's just something I have to have, for now."
"And this image has to apply to everybody around you?"
"Something like that." Draco said collapsing lazily on one of the beds. "You understand?"
"No, not really, it seems dumb if you ask me. So how long is this going to last?" "Not sure, probably most of the time at school because of the people in my house. Most of their families know mine fairly well, and it would look odd if I suddenly changed.
"I see. I guess if that's the case you may just find yourself jinxed, hexed, or possibly even hogtied from the Quidditch goal posts." Chloe said flopping down next to Draco.
"Hogtied?"
"Don't worry about it. It's not that important. It's a muggle term my dad used.
"What exactly does this hogtied thing involve?"