Chapter Three

A Brave Man

First they stopped at Gringotts where Lilith had her own vult. The goblin opened her vult and Lilith climbed in; pulling out her Hogwarts letter.

She read the list to herself; then she collected two hundred Gold Galleons, nintythree Silver Sickles, and Sixtyseven Bronze Knuts.

Next, they visited Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions to get her uniforms and dress robes; she found a lovely set of dark,velvet purple dress robes that Hagred said " Oh, those make yeh eyes look pretty." It made her blush to heir such sweet and kind word from her new professor.

Then they found themselves in Flourish and Blotts to collect her books(the list was quite long). The Standard Book of Spells(Grades1-6)by Miranda Goshawk, A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot, Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffing, A Beginners Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch.

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phillida Spore, Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander.

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self Protection by Quentin Trimble, The Monster Book of Monsters, Unfogging the Future by Cassandra Vablatsky, Intermediate Transfiguration.

From there they went to the Apothecary shop. As they entered she read out loud from her list; one set glass or crystal phials, one set brass scales, one potions kit, and one cauldron( pewter, standard size two).

"I'm going to get a solid gold one instead!" She said with a smile. "It sazes pewter on yeh list and thats what yeh getten." Boomed Hagred... "Oh, alright but can I get a set of crystal phials." "Well, alright but yeh mind yeh gold yeh'll be given fualty equipment if yeh not careful."

And with that they move on to Quality Quidditch Supplies to buy her a broomstick; she liked the Firebolt but Hagred felt she should save her gold incase she needed it later on. Instead she bought a very nice Nimbus 2000 for a good price. She also bought herself a set of Gobstones(she didn't even know why she had bought them.)

Finaly a quick visit to Ollivanders:Makers of Fine Wands since 382B.C. They entered the tiny shop together; she had a strong sence of familarity with this place that only got stronger when at last the owner came into veiw.

She knew the old wand maker quite well. Not just because he had sold a wand to her older brother. The Emperius that had layed doormant in her for so many years suddenly began to stir as it watched the old wizard from behind Lilith's eyes. The young princess directed Lilith's gaze just over Ollivander's right sholder.

There on a high shelf in a dark corner at the back of the shop was a small safe with a cobination lock; Lilith knew without asking the princess that her wand lay in this small safe.

Ollivander noticed her stareing at the safe and a horrible look of mingled terra and nightmareish insanity came across his face.

She didn't speak she merly stared in the direction of her wand and watched as he slowly moved to the safe. He had a bit of trouble with the lock; but finaly he weged the door open.

Trimbling he reatched in and retreved a long, slinder, white box and placed it on the counter in front of Lilith. She stepped forward opened the box and lifted the gliming crystaline wand of 15 inches gave it a little, elagant flick. Deep within the wand a silvery glow grew as a swirlling mist isude from the tip. A slite breaze and a song like a wisper...

At this Ollivander was moved to tears of shame; he tried to hide his face. Though it was already too late Lilith knew the shame he felt all to well.

The princess had already informed her of that night and she wouldn't alough him to hide his shame. So he faced her and quivering he said "Please, forgive me; I'm not a brave man."

She looked at him in an undeniable rage as she said "What uter nonsence? Being brave doesn't mean you have no fear at all. To be brave one only needs face their fears. Yet here you've not only faced your fears; but overcame them aswell and all within the same night... No, your not a brave man at all are you?" She said with angry eyes that peresed into his soul. At these last words Ollivander suddenly seemed taller as he bowed them out of the tiny shop.