Chapter 2- Why Are We In London?

The first thing we did as soon as we left that gloomy island, was appear in London. I was a bit surprised that we went to the most common area in England for witchcraft necessities but nonetheless I just followed the big burly man.
"Um not to be rude or anything but," I looked down at the list of items for Hogwarts, "How on Earth can we find this stuff in London?"
"If you know where to go, it's easy." Hagrid said simply and continued walking.
Soon enough we were facing a rather old looking building called the Leaky Cauldron. Hagrid opened the door and ushered us inside and when I looked around I realized that they were all wizards, no I'm not being stereotypical they were literally making items float with the flick of a stick (most likely a wand)
"This must be a meeting place for wizards." I murmured to Harry.
Harry nodded and was about to speak when a voice cut through.
"AH! Hagrid! Usual I presume?" Spoke a man who seemed very jolly.
"No thanks Tom, I'm on an official Hogwarts business." Hagrid stopped and placed his hand on our shoulders. "Harry and Ashley here are coming to buy their supplies!"
Suddenly the man named 'Tom' dropped his jaw in awe. "Bless my soul, it's the Potter's!"
Harry's eyes widened and I looked around and realized everybody had gone quiet and was just staring at us. People suddenly began coming up to us and shaking our hands saying "welcome back" as if we were here before.
"Oh hello professor! Kids, this is Professor Quill, he's going to be your defense against the dark arts teacher." Hagrid said, walking up to a man who seemed very terrified by us.
I looked up at him and smiled. He seemed extremely nervous so I stuck out my hand. "Pleasure to meet you sir."
He jumped a little and stared at my hand before squirming around. "F-Fascinating subject..."
Hagrid seemed to sense the awkwardness and cleared his throat. "We best be off now."
As soon as we went out the back door, Hagrid was grinning.
"See? You two are famous!"
I shake my head. "How did we even become famous in the first place?"
Harry nods. "Yeah why are we famous? All those people in there seemed to know who we are, how?"
Hagrid looked down at us. "I'm not sure if I'm the right person to say."
I sighed in defeat when he began to play the drums on the bricks with one of those sticks. Great. I'm following a lunatic. I looked at Harry who just continued to stare at the wall. Suddenly there was a shuddering noise and the wall began to decrease as the bricks started to disappear.
"What the-" I uttered.
Soon enough the bricks created a clear way.
"Welcome Harry and Ashley, to Diagone Alley." Hagrid announced.
I grinned widely at Harry and stared at the road ahead.
People milled around and objects were floating in thin air. The shops were heavily populated with kids and adults who were carrying owls, wands and rather odd looking items. The buildings seemed old but yet had a very nice feeling to them.
"Whoa." Was all I could say as we began to walk.
Hagrid pointed out several shops but I kept looking elsewhere in pure awe. I looked inside a certain store and saw a broom stick that everybody was gathered around. Harry looked at me and shrugged to which I laughed at. As I looked at all the stores I couldn't wait to go shopping but my brother just had to ruin the mood.
"But Hagrid, how are we to pay for this? We haven't got any money."
I sigh in defeat. "Do they accept, what's the word, muggle money?"
Hagrid laughed. "Sadly no. But you guys do have money! In Gringotts Bank! You didn't think your parents would leave you nothing did you?" Hagrid said with a laugh.
We walked through the doors and I was excited, but that quickly turned to terror. I was in between Hagrid and Harry so I buried myself into Hagrid while grasping an oddly calm yet scared Harry.
"Um, Hagrid, what are these things?"
I gulp as one looked at me.
"They're goblins. Clever as they come but not the friendliest."
I nod in agreement into Hagrid's side who laughs and puts an arm around us. As soon as I look up I regret it as I look into the eyes of a terrifying looking goblin, his stingy hair, pointed teeth and ears fit my picture of "let's get out of here."
"Mr. Harry Potter and Mrs. Ashley Potter would like to make a withdrawal."
The creature growled. "And do they have their key?"
Hagrid mumbled and took it out. "AH here's the little devil. Oh and another volt too," he says sliding a piece of paper to the goblin, "Professor Dumbledore be with us. It has the you know what in the you know which."
I was tempted at that moment to say you know who is still here being confused but decided not to in fear of being eaten. Within minutes however we were sliding along a rail on a small cart. A goblin got out of the cart and took our key before opening the huge volt. I clung to Harry's arm as it opened, revealing a mountain of golden coins.
"Didn't think your mum and dad would leave you with nothing would ya?"
We just stared blankly at the money. After collecting some, however, we moved into the next one as it opened to reveal a small package. I shared a look of confusion with Harry but said nothing as Hagrid put it in his pocket.
"What's in it Hagrid?" Harry asked.
"Can't tell ya Harry, Hogwarts business."
After leaving the bank we began our adventure into getting everything we needed. I carried a mound of packages with Harry as we read off the list what we still needed.
"We still need..." Harry said squinting, "A wand."
"A wand? Well you want Olivanders! Why don't you two run off there and wait. I have one thing left to do? I won't be long." Hagrid says with a small smile.
We nod and head into the small store. The first thing that hit me was the fact there were probably millions of wands stuffed in bookshelves. We placed our stuff by the door and waited to be helped. Soon enough a man came sliding on a moveable stairway. We gasped as he began to grin.
"I was beginning when I would meet you two, Mr. and Mrs. Potter." He said with a grin.
He hopped down and grabbed a wand explaining how it had been only yesterday he saw mum and dad... I stared at the floor as he got Harry's first.
"Here we are." He said giving it to Harry.
Harry flicked and hundreds of wands flew out of the shelf causing him to quickly putting down, blushing slightly.
"Apparently not." Muttered the man.
He ran over and took another and gave it to him but then things began to shatter. I groaned into my hand as I watched through my fingers. Finally he came back and gave harry a wand. As soon as his hand came into contact with it, his hair began to fly wildly and the lights flickered. I bit my thumb as I watched. When it was my turn I was beyond nervous. He took his time with me as I basically destroyed the store until the 4th wand actually worked. He said it had the feather of a hippogriff in it and it would serve me well. Somebody named Sirius Black had owned it before me so it was rather odd I had it. Harry seemed to be in a daze by the door when suddenly I heard a rapping on the door. Hagrid was yelling our names. We both turn and grin. Hagrid stood there holding two owls, one was white with black dots and another was white with gold.
"Happy birthday Harry! And Uh, congrats on being a wizard Ashley!"
I giggle and run out of the store hugging him. "Thank you."
We had finally finished shopping and within minutes we were at an inn, sitting down talking about the day. Harry was really quiet and several times I tapped him on the knee and gave him a look of concern.
Finally Hagrid noticed, "You seem very quiet."
Harry looked down at his food. "He... He killed our parents... Didn't he? The one who gave us our scars."
"First, understand this harry it's important, not all wizards are good. Some of them go far back and the worst one had the name V..." Hagrid stopped suddenly like he wasn't able to say it.
"What is it?" I ask, poking my food.
"His name is V..."
"How about you write it down?" Harry asks.
I nod and hand him paper but Hagrid shakes his head. "I can't write it. Alright his name was Voldemort."
Harry and I listened to Hagrid as he told the story of the man who killed our parents and gave us the scars. I traced mine as he did so until harry slapped my hand lightly. Hagrid seemed upset about the story, mainly because he loved our parents and I knew we had to stop the story before it got worse.
"So, Voldemort tried to kill... Us but it didn't work." Harry said with a choked voice.
"But what happened to him?" I interrupted.
"Some people say he died other say he went into hiding. I reckon he's still out there, lurking." Hagrid said as he stared off into space.
"Charming." I mutter.
"But something is absolutely certain. Something about you two stumped him that night. That's why you two are so famous and everybody knows you two, you're the kids who lived."