A/N: So sorry for such a long wait! So much stuff has gone on here, but I'm working on it as much as I can. So, without further delay, here's the next chapter!
Lily's POV
"Wow! This is Diagon Alley?"
"Why yes, Ms. Evans, this is Diagon Alley."
I looked to my left, and I looked to my right, trying to take in all the strange sights at once.
We passed Inky's Magic Ink Shop, the Magical Menagerie, and Bertie Botts' Every Flavor Beans.
Finally, we came to an old shop. There was a velvet pillow in the display window, which looked like it had been untouched for years. On the pillow lay an old wand.
BOOM!
I jumped at the noise, and looked toward Professor Dumbledore for an explanation. He merely shook his head.
I peered inside. There was a frazzled-looking mother and a young girl around my age sitting on the floor holding a wand. An old man walked past me, holding another wand.
"No, no, here, try this one," said the old man, thrusting the wand into the girl's hand.
"Mr. Ollivander, I'm going to leave now," stated the mother, "Angel still needs to get robes."
"Yes, yes, of course," said Mr. Ollivander, bowing her out of the shop, and noticing us for the first time.
"Ahh, Professor Dumbledore, for what do I owe this unexpected visit?"
"Just escorting a new student through Diagon Alley. She's muggle-born, you see."
"Ahh, yes. Had the whole lot of Hogwarts students today."
He peered down at me through his spectacles.
"Which is you wand arm?"
"Erm… Well, I'm right-handed…"
"Hold it out then."
I held it out, wondering what he was going to do. He took out a measuring tape, and started taking measurements, muttering to himself as he did this.
"Yes, very good," he snapped his fingers, and the measuring tape vanished in a puff of smoke.
He walked around the store, gathering boxes.
"You're starting Hogwarts too?" The young girl spoke up.
"Yes, my name is Lily Evans."
"Nice to meet you Lily! I'm Krystal Skye."
She jumped up, her brown eyes twinkling. "I can't wait to get on the train, how about you?"
"We have to take a train?" I said blankly.
"Yes, don't you know?"
I shook my head.
"Why, everyone knows about the train!"
And off she went, explaining everything she remembered about the train that her parents had told her.
Fortunately for me, Krystal was forced to abandon her recital when Mr. Ollivander dragged me off to a large pile of wands.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" he asked when I hesitated, "Pick one up and try it out!"
I picked one up and waved it around, feeling extremely foolish. There was a loud shatter, and I turned just in time to see a golden vase fall off of a nearby desk.
"No, no, try another one," stated Mr. Ollivander, shaking his head.
I picked another wand; it was a beautiful white one. It had sparked my interest, though I had no idea why.
As it turns out, the moment I picked it up, I felt a kind of energy pulsing through me. I waved the wand, from which rained a shower of red sparks.
"Oh, bravo!"
"Ms. Evans, I believe you've found you wand," exclaimed Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling merrily.
I glanced over at Krystal, who had just rained her own shower of sparks with her wand.
"You too?" she asked, "Wow!"
"Krystal! Time to go!" Krystal's mum had just entered the shop again, clutching many packages and holding the hand of another girl.
"Coming!" Krystal yelled back, "I have to go, bye Lily! See you at Hogwarts!"
"Bye Krystal!"
We both paid for our wands, and left, each going in opposite directions.
I smiled to myself. I had made my first friend.
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