Chapter Three: The Bookshop (Giselle's point of view)

Here is our third chapter of our little story. We hope you enjoyed chapter two!

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Every shop in Diagon Alley was very busy that day. All of the students and their parents were running from store to store, trying to stay together. It was the first day students could get their school supplies for the up coming school year.

Giselle walked past the vast groups of people running to and fro. She saw students of various ages from the bright-eyed first years to the rather mature seventh years. 'It's chaos. Total Chaos. God how I love it,' she thought as she noticed people starting at her strangely.

She knew what they were staring at. It was her attire. She wore a bright red corset with black lace trim, black satin pants with red straps hanging from various places, black corset styled boots, and an assortment of different colored bracelets on both of her wrists. Her black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, except for the two blonde pieces in front that framed her face. She wore think black sunglasses and she had for piercings in each ear; 3 pairs of small gold hoops and a pair of dangling gold handcuff earrings. Giselle wondered why the people here were giving her such strange looks. She knew that they were all of the wizarding world and they do magic for a living, so why should her attire be any stranger.

She entered into the bookshop and was instantly greeted by the bookshop keeper. Giselle was a regular customer and she usually spent a lot of money when it came to books, so the keeper was always happy to see her. She found the books she needed for her last year at Salem's Witch Academy and that led her to wander around the rest of the shop. She was instantly drawn to the books on potions. There were hundreds of volumes on the subject, most of which she all ready owned. She found the books she wanted easily, including a very rare advanced potions volume. Giselle was fascinated with the subject, but she never knew why.

She moved on, her hidden eyes scanning the titles of what seemed like the same volume over and over again. She stopped and glared at the books she held in her hands.

' Herbology...boring. Transfigurations...way too easy. Magical Creatures...do I look like I care? Defense Against the Dark Arts...this is a joke right?' she thought.

She didn't understand why she had to take that class. Even though she was suppose to take it every year, her father argued with the Headmistress about it being a waste of his daughter's valuable studying time. The two argued until they both agreed that she only had to take the class for one semester. Giselle put it off until this upcoming year, why she did it she never understood.

Giselle went on looking at the books until one made her stop dead in her tracks. She pushed her sunglasses to the top of her head as she pulled out the book. It was an extremely rare book on a subject she held close to her heart...vampires. She was amazed that she was holding one of the only ten copies every made.

"I can't believe it," she whispered. She added it the numerous books she held in her arms and began to walk towards the counter. However she stopped and listened to the song that was blaring in her earphones. It was her favorite song, only covered one of her favorite muggle rock bands, and she immediately was lost in the singer's voice.

What a wicked game to play

To make me feel this way.

What a wicked thing to do

To make me dream of you.

She finished listening to the song and started to walk towards the counter. She quickly paid for her purchases and was ready to walk out the door when one more obstacle came into her path. Before she knew it, her books fell out of her hands and onto the floor. The books of another person joined her books. A guy about the age of 21 with brown hair, a rather nice smile and the most gorgeous hazel eyes Giselle had ever seen.

"Are you all right?" the guy asked her.

She shook out of her trance like stare, "Yeah I'm fine. Sorry about running into you," she quietly bent down to pick up her books.

The guy bent down helping her out, gathering up his own books and then handing her own. For a brief second, his hand touched hers and instantly Giselle's mind recalled the dream she had the previous night. The strange dream with the man she couldn't see or hear. Giselle quickly drew her hand back and said goodbye to him and walked out the door.

She walked quickly towards an alleyway and leaned against the wall, enveloped in the shadows. She drew out a cigarette, light it and took a very long drag.

"This is where I belong. I belong in the shadows with the other creatures of the night," she said to no one. Her back slid down the wall until she was sitting on the ground. She took another long drag when she saw someone run past the alley. She got up off the ground and peered around the corner to see what was going on. It was him, the guy. It seemed as though he was looking for her, but why she wondered.

"There you are," she heard a voice say, I've been looking all over for you."

Giselle looked up to see Hermione, amongst numerous shopping bags.

"Hey Hermione," Giselle said with the cigarette still in her mouth, "Do you need some help there?" Hermione nodded. She handed Giselle a couple of bags and then readjusted the ones that she was still carrying.

"Did you find everything?" Hermione asked.

Giselle glanced back towards where the guy was, he continued walking in the wrong direction. "I did, at least I think I found everything I need," she said as she and Hermione started to leave Diagon Alley. 'If he's the man from my dream...then fate will bring us back together," she thought as she the image of the man's hazel eyes appeared in her head.

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