DISCLAIMER: Rowling owns all- I just like to stick in my own charries to see what happens!

Part 3 - Trouble

Amazing... I thought, looking at all the colorful dresses surrounding me. Despite the quantity of gowns, it had taken me mere seconds to find the perfect dress, My dress. The one that I was holding seemed just right. The fabric a sky blue, but fading into midnight blue at the bottom. The entire length of the gown was flecked with shimmering stars, and had off-the-shoulder long sleeves. It was perfectly fitted to my frame, seeming like it was apart of my body.

I found the door out of the room and walked through it, holding the dress close to me. I went through the now empty fitting room to the entrance of the shop, where the check-out was located. I set the dress on the counter, and Madam Malkin placed three sets of black school robes down next to it. I paid for the robes, and with a departing wave to Madam Malkin, I set off out of the door, heading for the bookstore.

I walked through the door, my eyes automatically searching for Serenity and Josie. I located them in an instant, Josephine looking through charms books, and Serenity in the Magical creatures. Carefully avoiding a rather stout, ginger-haired woman, I weaved over to Serenity to get my supplies and supply list. I scanned down the wrinkled parchment to locate which books I needed. I found them with ease, all of them being stacked in rather large piles in the isles. I skimmed along the shelves as I went, picking up Ancient Civilizations and Their Unexplainable Magic, Unlock the Warrior Inside, and Hogwarts: A History, figuring that I should learn as much as I can about my new school.

I purchased the books and found Josie and Serenity waiting for me at the door, both with purchased books in hand.

Serenity, having graduated and of age, cast a shrinking spell on our bags so that we could easily place them in our pockets.

"So," Josie asked, "where to know? We have all of our supplies."

"Um, let's go look at Quiddich supplies. I'm almost out of broom polish for Wings."

I had made my own broom when I was small, and my father had cast some sort of charm on it so that it would grow with me, making it always the perfect size for me. I named it Wings, and he had etched into the handle a logo for it - the word Wings in silver, and a pattern that looked like moving wings. I had always adored it.

The three of us ran through the rain that was beginning to fall, making sure that the books in our pockets didn't get wet.

We stepped into Quality Quiddich Supplies, lowering our hoods. Josie grabbed my hand, and Serenity grabbed her other one, as to not lose each other in the crowding store. We weaved our way over to the wall that was fully stocked with broom polish and other necessities. I grabbed the best polish that I could find, bought it, and stepped back outside into the rain.

The street was almost deserted, the only travelers a boy that was cloaked and hooded, and two larger guys that seemed to be his body guards. I pulled my hood up over my head, and to my left, I saw both of my sisters do the same, all of our changing eyes masked by the shadows.

The three of us walked down the street, hidden underneath our dark cloaks. The boy under the hood bumped into Josephine, his hood falling down, revealing a head of platinum blonde hair.

"Hey! Don't bump into me! Don't you know a pure-blood when you see one!" He yelled, drawing his wand. He pointed it straight at Josephine's chest. "STUPIFY!" He shouted, red sparks shooting out of his wand. I grabbed Josie by the shoulders and pushed her to the ground, out of the line of fire. Another wave of stunners erupted from the group of boys, and I dodge-rolled under them.

Serenity was fast to counter, being the only one of us of age. "Expelliarmus!" She whispered, her wand pointing at the blonde. His wand went flying in the air, and landed in her outstretched hand.

I recovered from my dodge roll. My hood falling off of my head and my long, wavy, black hair was blown out behind me by the wind. A bolt of lightning struck the ground between me and the boys, and my eyes turned blood red at the impact, and thunder sounded right above the boys' heads. I pulled out my wand, willing it with my mind to change into a sword, like my fathers had done for me. In another flash of lightning, my wand became my sword ((A/N It looks a lot like Arwen's sword, Hadhafang, from the Lord of the Rings)).

I swung it over my head and lunged at the boys, the blade stopping mere inches away from the blonde's neck. "Leave us alone," I said in a dangerously quiet voice. His eyes narrowed, "watch yourself, boy," I said.

My sword shifted back into a wand and Serenity threw the blonde's wand to me. "Fetch," I said, throwing the wand as far as I could behind me. The boys all ran after it, and after picking it up, ran down the alleyway that lead to Knockturn alley.

I walked back over to where Josephine was still on the ground. I offered my sister a hand off the ground and the three of us continued their journey down the streets of Diagon Alley, pulling our hoods back over our heads to hide our eyes.

I had a lurking feeling that I hadn't seen the last of that boy and his goons.