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Chapter Three — Diagon Alley

Harry woke up a few hours later from a nightmare hoping that Remus didn't hear thrashing in his bed. But luck was against him; a few seconds after he woke up, Remus was at his bedside. Remus pulled Harry into an embrace to help Harry relax.

"Harry, you're okay. You're safe. Can you tell me what you saw? It's alright; nothing can hurt you while you're here."

"I was still at the Dursleys' and it was the day that I met you. You left and never came back. Uncle Vernon had free reign and he killed me. Then you finally came and everyone blamed you for my death."

"That will never happen. I promise that you won't have to go back to your uncle's house. Even if the case goes to his favor, I will protect you. I don't want to lose you again. I now realize the mistake I made by staying away from you, though it wasn't entirely my fault. So you ready to get your school supplies. Maybe we can exchange some of your gold for Muggle-money and get you some new clothes. I can't have you wearing the same thing all the time."

"Do we have to? I hate clothes shopping. I went with Aunt Petunia a few times for Dudley and it was so boring. Even Dudley hated it and he loves it when he gets something and I don't."

"Now, Cub, no pouting. You need clothes that fit. I could sneak into your uncle's house but I don't see the point of forcing you to wear clothes that don't fit."

"Fine, I'll get new clothes. But how will I pay for it?"

"Do you honestly believe that your parents didn't leave you anything? The Potters are one of wealthiest families in both worlds. You are one of the heirs of the Black fortune. So let's get going. I don't suppose that you have ever traveled by Floo." Harry shook his head totally confused. "Alright, first you take this powder and throw it into the fire, and then you say the name of the place that you want to go. You have to make sure that you speak clearly or you might land on the other side of England. Don't worry Floo is one of the easiest ways of travel for underage wizards."

Harry grabbed the powder and did as he was told. A few minutes later, he was flying out the other side of the Floo. But he couldn't stop himself and crashed into a red haired boy who looked to be his age. Both of them fell to the ground.

"Man, I am so sorry. That was my first time using the Floo. And I wasn't told how to stop. Growing up with Muggles has more disadvantages then you'd think."

"Yeah, I bet it does. My name is Ron Weasley. And I think I have the right to know the name of the kid who accidentally attacked me."

"Guess you are right. But please don't make a scene when you hear my name because apparently I am quite famous in this world. I am Harry Potter. I don't want anyone to know that I am here. I really don't like being in the spotlight."

"I promise that I won't say anything until I get home tonight. I mean I have to tell someone that I met the famous Harry Potter. But until then I won't say a word. I'll see you on the train. I hear my Mum calling me." He looked a little uneasy.

"Harry, were just speaking to a Weasley? I'm glad. Even though they are poor, they are a good family. I recommend that you become friends with them, though their third son is a twit. I bet he's the Prefect."

"He seemed really nice even though I kinda crashed into him, but I don't know about his family he seemed a bit uneasy talking bout them. He said he wouldn't tell anyone that I'm here, which is a good thing. Can you imagine all unwanted attention I'd get? Come on, we don't have all day if we want to go to Muggle London too."

"Well, first we have to go to Gringotts; Dumbledore gave me your key. We need to go to the bookstore, the robe shop, and we need to get your potions supplies. Then we can get lunch at the ice cream shop before we get your wand. We could get you an owl as well but I don't think that we can bring it to any Muggle shops."

Harry followed Remus out to the back of the pub. He couldn't wait to see more magic. Remus tapped a few bricks over a trash bin. The wall rearranged itself before their eyes. Remus was amused at Harry's reaction. Soon there was an entryway to Diagon Alley.

"Come Harry, I can assure you that the entryway will be the least impressive thing you'll see today. There are a lot magical creatures in Diagon Alley. Gringotts is run by goblins. You might even see a hag or if you're unlucky enough a vampire in one of the shops. But Cub, just because the Ministry classifies something as a dark creature doesn't mean that it's evil, remember that."

Harry was confused so he changed the subject. "Tell me more about Gringotts."

"Alright, well Gringotts is mostly underground and the passage ways are extremely complex so that it is impossible to rob. Those who try get lost and starve to death. Some believe that there dragons guarding some of the high security vaults. A few days ago, the Daily Prophet reported that someone tried to steal something and somehow managed to escape.

"The goblins led you down to the passages in these roller coaster type carts. I think they might even be faster than a roller coaster. Why do you think we ate a light breakfast? I just hope that you don't get car sick."

"I haven't gotten sick since I was six. Are these carts really that bad?"

Remus didn't answer as he held open the door. Harry noticed a pretty, bushy haired witch at the counter exchanging Muggle money for Galleons. Remus noticed where he was looking. They went to the same counter when she was done. Remus quickly spoke to the goblin and they were led to the carts. They looked innocent enough but when the cart pulled out onto the track, Harry felt as though he was going to lose his lunch and he haven't even eaten it yet!

When they stopped in front of his vault, Herry was glad that he had crutches. He knew that if he didn't have them he wouldn't have able to support himself. Remus only could chuckle at Harry's green face.

"Alright, you were right. I'll never doubt you again. Just don't gloat over my ignorance."

"I'm not gloating but I will laugh at you." The goblin was growing impatient and began tapping his foot. "Sorry, but it's his first time in the cart; he didn't know what to expect." Remus gave the goblin a key. When the door opened, Harry couldn't help but gasp. There were piles of gold, silver, and bronze. He knew he was rich but he had no idea that so much gold existed.

"Remus, you weren't kidding when you told me I had a lot of gold were you. Can you explain the currency to me?"

"For each Galleon there are seventeen Sickles and twenty-nine Knuts to each Sickle. I know the numbers are a bit weird but you'll get used to it. Now, get some gold and let's get going. I don't want to be here longer we have to. This place always gives me the creeps."

Harry regretfully climbed back into the cart. He closed his eyes as they went back to main room. They went back to the counter and exchanged fifty Galleons for five-hundred and fifty pounds. Harry was amazed at how much a few pieces of gold meant in the Muggle world. Harry was planning to pout as soon as Remus even suggested that go to a Muggle shop.

They walked into the nearest shop to get Harry a cauldron. The rest of the day went as planned. When they went into the bookstore Harry saw the girl he saw in Gringotts; actually, she ran into him since she couldn't see over the tower of books that she was carrying. He found himself on the floor for the second time that day.

"I am so sorry. Did I hurt you? It was the books; I couldn't help myself from getting so many. I am so fascinated with the magical world that I had to get some extras. You see I am Muggle-born and just found out I was a witch. Oh my gosh, I'm rambling aren't I. I'm Hermione Granger. And I seem to have miss placed my parents."

"First I'm fine, and I understand why you were rambling. Second, I am Harry Potter. Third, would you like to hang out with me until you find you parents; I'm sure Remus wouldn't mind. I also just found out I was a wizard but both of my parents were magic."

"Sure, I'll stay with you if you help me with my books. Is that Remus with all those books?"

"Yeah, let's pay for our stuff then maybe we can look for your parents. I bet that went outside to get away from the crowds. I think there's going to be some kind of book signing. So, Granger, what do your parents do for a living since they are both are Muggles?"

"Both of them are dentists. They seem to think that I need braces. Can you imagine having braces at a magic school; I bet a lot them won't know what braces are. What about your parents? Why aren't they here?"

"My parents were killed when I was one. I was then sent to live with Muggles who hate magic."

"Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry. I should have known better than to say something. I should have realized that was why you were Remus. Okay, time to change the topic. Do you think Remus look kinda ill?"

"You're right, he does look ill but that might be the Gringott's carts. I swear I was going to sick myself if I had to ride them too long. Remus compared them to Muggle roller coasters; believe me, they were ten times worse than a roller coaster and I have never been on one. Hey, are those your parents on the other side of the window."

"You're right, how'd you know?"

"They look just like you. And they are the only Muggles on this side of the wall. Remus and I were about to get lunch, would you and your parents care to join us?"

"I'd like that but I'll have to ask them. I'm sure that they would want to since they don't understand how to use the money."

Hermione paid for her books and they went to meet Remus and the Grangers. The adults went to one table while Harry and Hermione went to another. After lunch, they both went to Ollivander's wand shop. They were bummed that Mr. Ollivander took them one at a time. When Hermione came out, she told Harry that her wand was good for charm work.

Harry on the other hand came back from Mr. Ollivander traumatized from the experience. Harry tried wand after wand but none of them suited him until Mr. Ollivander gave him an eleven-inch holly and phoenix feather wand. The thing that was so traumatizing was that the wand's brother was the one that killed his parents as well as many others. When he left the shop, Harry was very quiet. Only Hermione noticed that something was wrong with him. But she knew better than to ask him.

Half an hour later Hermione had to leave and Harry was even sadder. He believed that he made a friend out of Hermione. Remus and Harry walked into their last stop, Madame Malkins Robes for All Occasions. There was a boy already being helped but Madam Malkin told him to stand on the platform next to him. After she left, the other boy tried to make conversation.

"Are you going to Hogwarts as well? I just wish they allowed First Years were allowed to fly. Do You fly? What's your Quidditch team?"

"Yes, I'm going to Hogwarts. No, I don't fly. I wasn't allowed since I grew in a Muggle community. My guardians don't like Quidditch so I don't know anything about it."

"Really, you grew around Muggles. I heard they are extremely uncivilized. What was it like?"

"Most Muggles are very nice. My old babysitter was one of nicest, though she was very weird."

"Don't want to be rude but what's your surname?"

"I don't want to be rude either but I don't know you well enough to trust you with that information. Besides, it looks like you're done."

"Well I suppose I'll see at school. Maybe I can try to sneak a broom in somehow."

Harry could already tell that he wanted nothing to do with that boy. When he told Remus of the boy, he agreed with Harry that he should stay away from because that boy was Draco Malfoy and the Malfoys were known for their pureblood views.