The Heir of Slytherin
"You really think you'll get a meeting let alone get him to agree to your request?" The red head asked sitting on the bed watching the younger girl pack her things
"You think I haven't asked myself that?" the girl asked turning to look at the older girl
"I don't know. You're not always the most coherent in your thoughts. You sound quite insane sometimes."
"Well then if I am there trying to get the impossible to happen I won't be bothering you with my insanity will I?"
"That's not what I mean." The older girl sighed
"What do you mean then?" the younger girl spat
"Maybe I should come too. In case they do try and lock you up."
"That's right. I forgot, I can't be let out alone with out you as a chaperone, can I Nikki? In case I inflict myself on some unsuspecting people."
"You're putting words in my mouth now." Nikki replied
"Well leave and then I can't."
"You are 12 years old." Nikki tried to reason
"Well done I can count too." The younger girl taunted
"Try the public records first. They have to put every file on access for anyone who wants to have a look."
"Only the parts they want. Don't you think I haven't already thought of that and tried that? It tells me nothing. Some one has to know something."
"And what do you expect me to tell mom and dad?" Nikki asked
"You know what your parents will take best."
"Talk to them and they'll help you. Probably take you there and help you look."
"The last time I said I wanted to do it they sent me to soccer camp."
"I can't talk you out of this can I?"
"Not likely. It's been a blast the past 2 years but I'm outta here."
"Write me from time to time, just so I know your still breathing." Nikki asked
"Alright." The younger girl sighed
"Ashton Mackenzie, 12, was last seen 4 nights ago returning home after soccer practice. She was wearing training bottoms, dark trainers and a white t shirt and in the Green Oaks area. Ashton is described as tall for her age, athletic, dark brown almost black and hair and blue eyes. It is unclear whether this disappearance is a runaway or kidnapping. Police are asking for the public to remain vigilant at all times and any information no matter how small to be passed to them." the paper read.
"Always knew I'd end up in print." The blonde smirked to herself.
"Would you like anything else?" the waitress asked bringing back the large strawberry milkshake made with chocolate ice cream
"No thank you." She replied handing over the money for the drink and turning back to the laptop
"Ashton is considered a happy child with many friends. There was no sign of a struggle…."
"God this reporter needs shot. A goldfish could do better." She said pulling up a different page and scrutinizing a map of London before putting the laptop away and drinking the rest of her drink. "Can you tell me how I get to Oxford Street from here?" she asked a passing waitress
"Of course, go down this road to the traffic lights, turn right and cross over, take the side street by a place call Paper Chase and then which ever way you turn, your there." The waitress replied smiling back
"Thanks." She said picking up her bag and coat and following the directions
After a long day shopping for necessities, hands full of bags, Ashton headed back to the small pokey hotel she had found upon arriving in London that morning so she could shower and change. Then head out on the next part of her journey. The last part.
Dressed in a pair of stone washed wide legged Indigo Levi's with rips randomly across the thighs, a dark red t shirt with silver and black writing which stated 'Just try it bitch!' paired up with a pair of chunky black biker boots with metal heels and her hair pulled back from her face but left long down her back
"Leaving so soon?" the manager asked as she handed the money over
"I just needed somewhere to shower and change. Thanks." Ashton said
"It's coming down pretty hard out there. Stay a little longer. I'll look out something for dinner."
"No thanks." She smiled carrying only a backpack as she stepped out onto the street and looked up at the sky as the rain soaked her through
"I really insist." He said opening the door and sticking his head out, to find the street empty, not a sign of a taxi or bus only the puddles forming from the rain. "Damn she's fast."
"Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Stan Shunpike and I will be your conductor this evening." The Spotty guy asked her. "Where are you headed?"
"The leaky Cauldron." Ashton replied wand still in hand
"You could have walked."
"Bite me." She replied sitting down on one of the beds and putting her wand away
"I was just saying."
"Well don't."
"You're not from around here are you?"
"Your powers of deduction are startling." She replied with plenty of sarcasm taking the ticket from him
"It's a bit late for you to be getting your school things isn't it? All th shops at Diagon Ally will be shut. And it's late for someone your age to be going to a pub alone. Everyone will have shut up shop by now and be drinking themselves under a table."
"Maybe I'll just use my discount."
"Discount is no good if the shops are closed."
"5 finger discount is valid at any time of the day, whether the shop is open or not." Ashton's grin silenced Stan for the remainder of the short journey
"The Leaky Cauldron." Stan announced as the bus slammed on its breaks.
"About time." Ashton replied brushing past Stan and then turning to Ernie and the shrunken head. "Thank you."
"My Pleasure angel." The shrunken head replied before blowing a kiss and Ernie just turned his head to the side and smiled with half a sandwich in his mouth
"What's your poison?" The barman asked as Ashton walked up to the bar
"Many have tried but no ones yet found a poison for me." she replied grinning
"What can I get you to drink?" the barman laughed
"I need a room for a couple of weeks."
"1st week's money in advance."
"You see my problem is I have no money on me, I got a ride on the Knight bus here so I can get to Diagon Ally tomorrow and go to Gringotts."
"1st week's money now or no room."
"What would the ministry say if they knew you were turning away a child because she has no money on her and is travelling alone… think what the papers would say." Ashton asked innocently
"You'll have to leave me something of value then. To make sure you do come back." He stated
"Fine, how do you like pocket watches?"
"Depends."
"Solid gold perfect time."
"Alright."
"Don't you dare break it, loose it, sell it or let it get stolen because I will skin you alive then sew it back on in a quilt effect."
"I take it that it's valuable." He laughed amused at her antics
"You could say so."
"Alright. Keep your watch, but I want the money by lunchtime."
"I don't get up until Lunchtime." She replied turning the paper around so she could read the prophet headline then flipped it over so she could read the sports section. "But on the other hand I want a new broom so I guess I'll be up early won't I?" She grinned pointing out the article. "You'll have your money tomorrow before dinnertime. Ok?"
"This is a one off thing just for you."
"Thank you. Now what do you serve for dinner?"
"Pea soup."
"Something that won't walk off my plate."
"You'll be safe with the sausage and mash."
"Fine a plate of that, some orange juice and a big bowl of ice cream to finish."
"I'll see what I can dig up. On your tab?"
"So kind." Ashton replied sweetly
"Ok princess lets see what we can do."