And so it was that Shini read her official acceptance letter from Hogwarts, and after the perfect summer of family visits and new stories of magic, Shini went to Diagon Alley to buy her school supplies.

The tinkle of the bell rang high and shrill as Shini pushed the large black door to Olivander's Wands. The wrinkled white man slid into view on his ladder and Shini instantly stuck out her hand as if not to be rude.

"Shini Carwell, sir, daughter of Carla McArhnish and Edward Carwell."

Mr. Olivander gave Shini's hand a squeeze and replied, "Lovely to meet the lovely daughter of two such prestige parents. Let's see what kind of wand suits you..."

"Maybe a 14inch, cherry, unicorn tail hair..." Shini blurted. That was weird; Shini didn't know anything about wands.

"Yes, let's try that one. Good choice. You young ones sure know a lot about your magic these days!"

"I actually know nothing about wands." Shini replied, not just a little baffled by herself. The old man shrugged. He yanked a long box from a then empty shelf.

"Here we are. Try it then. Test your skill."

She took the wand in her hand and repeated something she had heard her grandmother say, 'wingardium leviosa', and she pointed the wand at a rose vase at the book of the store desk. It hovered a good foot above the table then hit the table with a low 'thud'.

"Good choice. Very good choice."

"I believe this is enough, sir, for the wand and a tip for you. Good day to you, Mr. Olivander." she chimed back with a wave.

"Goodbye, Ms. Carwell."

Shini took her new wand and walked out of the store. BANG! Shini was horrified to realize she had just smashed somebody right in the face with the door on her first day in the wizarding world. For an instant, Shini closed her eyes and curse herself for being such an idiot.

"Fuck! Oh my god, I'm sorry!" Shini said as she ran out the door and caught the poor boy she had just mutated with her impeccable grace. He ripped his head off her shoulder as soon as he came to his senses, still clutching his nose.

"Shit" replied his muffled voice behind his hands that still didn't cover his gorgeous brown eyes.
"My God," Shini said quietly, grabbing his arm to steady him, "I am so, so, so very sorry. Come on, I'll get you some ice at the Leaky Cauldron." She put her arm at his waste and led him to her mom and dad's room at the hotel, if it can be called that. "Mom, please help me, now!"

Carla appeared instantly. "What is it?.. OH! My word! Come sit down, you poor thing..." She led the boy to sit on the bed. "What happened, Shini?"

Shini looked at her feet stupidly and blushed in embarrassment. "I bashed him in the face with the door to Olivander's wand shop and..." she drawled.

"Good heavens." Her mother turned again to the boy. "Can you move your hands?" she asked the boy softly. He moved his hands slowly from his red and swollen face.

"Oh Great mother of mercy, I am so sorry." Shini gasped. It looked real painful, which only made her feel crappier than ever.

"Jeez..." Carla hissed, "got you good did she! Oh well, it's fixable." The woman flicked her wand and instantly, the boy looked fine. "All better, now, you're all better."

"Yes, ma'am, thank you." said the boy. He had a very deep voice, and his teeth showed to be very large and a wee bit crooked. He had short black hair and bushy eyebrows. Shini didn't think he was drop-dead gorgeous and all, but he at least wasn't ass ugly.

"Oh dear, how rude of me! I'm Carla Carwell and this is my daughter, Shini."
"Marcus Flint" the boy hastily replied.

"Nice to meet you," Shini breathed, shaking his hand. He nodded as guy's will in serious situations. "And I'm…Um... really sorry 'bout...um...the..." waving her hand around her nose.

"It's okay." he accepted and went on, "Well, I've got to go get a wand, so I'll just..."
"Do you mind if I come with you?"
"Sure," Marcus coughed. He jerked his head towards the door. "Come on." He smiled, and Shini smiled back.

She's got a gorgeous smile, and her eyes… Marcus thought to himself, her eyes are the color of the sky, baby blue and beautiful.

"Is this your first year at Hogwarts?" Shini interrupted Marcus's thoughts as they slipped into Diagon Alley.
"Yeah, is it yours?" Marcus looked back at Shini.
"Yeah, Marcus, it is! Is it that obvious?"
"First, you can call me Flint. I like it better, and, secondly, Muggles use ice; wizards use magic."

"I knew that. I'm just not used to it being magical all the while!" Shini blushed.
Flint laughed. Shini slapped his arm playfully.
"It's not funny!" she squeaked, but she started to laugh with Flint anyway.
"It's okay. I was thinking your mum would give me ice, too. I'm not used to it either. I was quoting my dad."

They both started laughing.