A/N: For pixiestars162, you are my first reviewer! I love you! Lol. With the POV, I know its kind of hard to follow, but all three (Harry, Draco, Elizabeth) all have to have their thoughts 'read' for the story to make sense but I'll try to make it more straightforward. I was thinking of making it just Elizabeth's POV, but its almost more fun writing it like you're watching everything. I think I'll keep it like this for now (but make it more easy to figure out the POV) but if it gets too confusing or anything, let me know and thanks for making the suggestion! It always helps to have other's perspective:-)

Which Witch for Which Wand?

After everyone had had their fair share of food and the Great Hall was beginning to thin as students went about their private business, Hermione cleared her throat and the small group, very out of place at the Hufflepuff table grew silent. Lunch had been quite an ordeal for some of the members; namely: Elizabeth, Harry, and Draco.

Harry had been uninterested in talking to anyone, just wanting some private time with Elizabeth. Unfortunately, Hermione was being her nosy self and refused to leave the table until it was time to go shopping, and she'd be taking Elizabeth with her! So unfair! With these thoughts in mind, he picked at his food with little interest, ignoring the conversations around the table.

Draco was staring at his plate for the full time, avoiding Elizabeth's eyes. Everyone else was ignoring him, which was great, even if it did make him feel slightly awkward. He noticed Potter sitting beside Elizabeth, also ignoring the conversation and poking at his food. Draco wanted to apologize to Elizabeth, but he refused to let that thought stay in his head for very long. She was a muggle! Even if she was good looking, he didn't care about her! He…didn't…care…about…her! He almost had to force himself to think that.

Elizabeth was trying her best to be polite but all she wanted to do was talk to Draco and figure out what she had done, or why he had suddenly stopped talking to her altogether. She also wanted to talk to Harry about why everyone stared at him all the time, and also about Volde-Voldemort. Whoever that was and why Draco got so worked up about him.

"I think it's time to go shopping!" the girl called Ginny jumped out of her seat bouncing around in a circle.

"Yes indeed! We have to stop by Dumbledore's office first, but then we can go!" Hermione also jumped out of her seat but with a bit more self-control. "We'll see you all later ok?" and with that she pulled Elizabeth to her feet and lead her to the Headmaster's office.

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"Ah, Ms. Moon, Ms. Granger, Ms. Weasley. I'm glad you made it," Dumbledore stood from his comfortable seat behind his cluttered desk as the three entered. "Now, I will be joining you to get Ms. Moon's money out of Gringotts, but then I shall be leaving you to your own business until Elizabeth goes to get her wand. Are we ready?"

Hermione and Ginny nodded in excitement and pulled Elizabeth back down the stairs to the Entrance Hall, Dumbledore following with a smile on his face. They walked into the chilly September air and began their short walk to a port-key hub where they got whisked off to Diagon Alley.

Because there were no students buying their stuff, the whole street was rather deserted, minus a few older witches and wizards going about their daily routine. Elizabeth stumbled as they appeared in the Leaky Cauldron, "what the heck was that?"

"That was a port-key, you'll learn ALL about that later, don't worry!" Ginny didn't seem interested in explaining anything of use so Elizabeth let the fellow redhead lead her to whatever Gringotts was.

"So…what classes will I be taking?" Elizabeth looked at Albus as they passed shop after shop.

"Well, we'll have to see, but the required for year 6 is: Potions, Transfiguration, Charms, Herbology, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and then a choice or if you would prefer, a spare," Dumbledore held up one long finger for each course.

"Choice?"

"Or spare."

"What are the choices?" Elizabeth chose to ignore the second choice.

"You could take Muggle Studies and Arithmancy with me!" Hermione suggested gleefully.

"No offence, but what would I need those for? I think I took those at school, or something along those lines anyways…" she again tried to remember something about her life.

"Exactly, you could take Divination with me!" Ginny squealed as they entered the wizard bank.

"Yes, those are the only real courses you would be able to handle at the moment, you wouldn't want to take on too much too soon," Dumbledore didn't bother to add that Elizabeth already had. "We could get you into a class with Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley, they are in your year and you would need someone to help you get into…the swing of things…"

They moved along the rows of desks until they came upon a desk with a free occupant. Dumbledore stepped slightly in front of the three girls and cleared his throat. The goblin assigned to the desk looked up slowly from a form he had been reading. "Ms. Elizabeth Moon would like to make a withdrawal from her account."

"Does Ms. Moon have a key?" The goblin scraped his eyes over the three girls.

"Yes she does, I sent in the forms yesterday? My name is Mr. Albus Dumbledore?" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow slightly until the goblin nodded.

"Yes we got your forms, right this way," he left the desk and began walking towards one of the many doors leading from the main hall.

"You two stay in the waiting room while we get Ms. Moon some money, we will be back in what seems like no time at all," Dumbledore smiled and led Elizabeth after the very short and grumpy goblin. The two Gryffindor girls moved to the waiting room until they came back.

Elizabeth sat in the cart a little wary, but when Dumbledore joined her she relaxed, knowing he would keep her safe. The goblin jumped into the back and they were off, following the trail farther underground than the muggle thought possible. After what seemed like ages, they slowed and came to a jerky stop outside of one of the millions of vaults.

"Vault 737," the goblin said as he got out and moved to open the vault door. Elizabeth followed shakily and the Headmaster followed after that, the smile and twinkle gone after the bumpy ride.

As the vault door was opened, Elizabeth's mouth dropped open at the mountains of bronze, heaps of silver, and piles of gold. "Professor…you didn't…thank you," was all she could manage, causing the twinkle to return slightly to the blue eyes.

"It was no trouble, I have a few of these vaults set up for when there are emergencies and so on, no need to thank me. Now, these," he picked up a bronze coin, "is a Knut and 29 of these are equal to one of, these," he then picked up a silver coin. "This is a Sickle. 17 Sickles are equal to one Galleon," he finally picked up a gold coin.

"O…k," Elizabeth looked at the huge quantity of coins in her vault. "How much should I take?"

"Well…I think this should be enough…" he handed her quite a few of each and smiled at her, "that will be more than enough, but that way you won't need to come down to get more for every little thing. Also, you can decide how much muggle money you'll need, they have a little compartment…here."

He opened a small door in one of the walls and Elizabeth choked; she had never seen so much money in her life. There were so many 50s and 20s she thought she could spend the rest of her life on this one small vault. She grabbed about 250$ to be safe and they returned to the car, dreading the return ride.

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"I think you should get muggle clothes first so you don't have to hide all your wizarding items," Hermione spoke in her know-it-all-so-listen-up voice and the other two nodded their agreement. Now that Elizabeth was actually out shopping, she was looking forward to seeing what the magical world had to offer.

The Headmaster had left the three after they had met in the waiting room, saying he had business to take care of but he would meet Elizabeth in Mr. Ollivander's wand shop at 3pm sharp.

The three girls traveled to the Leaky Cauldron and out into muggle London. "I think there's a shopping mall just down the street from here," Hermione stood on her tippy-toes to see if she could see any large buildings. "Let's go!" She and the two redheads began walking down the busy street to a large building with clothing, jewelry, make-up, and many more shops.

They spent one hour rushing from one clothing store to another, always getting at least one shirt, pair of pants, shoes, or something. Finally, after one hour and 20 minutes, Elizabeth had everything she needed. She had gotten a few necklaces and earrings, some running shoes, and four different outfits.

She had gotten a large bulky pullover with a hood in a deep royal blue, one long-sleeved shirt in a lime green, and three t-shirts with various sayings on them. She had also gotten one pair of jeans, two pairs of sweat pants, one very loose for comfort and the other being more tight and flattering, and finally a pair of capris (A/N: ¾ length pants).

Now they were back on their way to the Leaky Cauldron and back down Diagon Alley to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. There they spent another 45 minutes getting Elizabeth fitted for her school uniform; everything from robes to a dress for formal occasions. Finally Ginny and Hermione deemed Elizabeth suitably clothed.

They still had a lot of stops before 3pm that was only 50 minutes away so they began rushing around so they got everything they needed. They got ink in a few specific colours, quills of different quality, parchment, a cauldron for potions, and the main textbooks Elizabeth would need for year 6.

They were on their way up the street to drop Elizabeth at the wand shop seeing as it was 2:47pm, but as Elizabeth passed one shop, she stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes growing wide. "You…have brooms? Flying?" She practically squeaked and the other two laughed and returned to her side.

"The main wizard sport is Quidditch, its played on broomstick," Hermione smiled and turned to leave along with Ginny but the muggle girl wasn't paying attention. She had her nose pushed up against the windowpane, staring at the broom with 'Firebolt' written in gold on the handle.

"How much are they?" she whispered.

"A lot, I'm not sure exactly what though, but I don't think you should spend all your money on a broom when you don't even know how to fly," Ginny said sympathetically as she gently nudged Elizabeth.

"Hm? Oh, right," the redhead turned reluctantly from the shop window and followed the two Gryffindors half-heartedly. The new redhead followed slightly behind the other two as they began chatting about all their choices but as blue/gray eyes swept over the stores around her, she stooped again. "Why do they sell owls?" Elizabeth was waiting for a good reason so she would have an excuse to buy one. She had always wanted an owl.

"They're used for post, but the school has ones you can use…" Hermione looked at the girl in a slightly disapproving look.

"I'm going to get one ok?" she said and ran into the store before she got an answer. They other two sighed and followed. Elizabeth looked around and a medium sized Snowy owl caught her eye. The owl turned its head one quarter and its yellow eyes met blue/gray.

"Can I help you, Miss?" the shopkeeper came from the counter to stand by Elizabeth.

"How much is that Snowy owl?" she pointed to the one by the window that still held her gaze.

"You have a fine eye for birds Miss. He has been bred well; he is very fast and reliable, but he is also trained to fight off possible threats trying to steal the letter being carried. He is 30 Galleons…but for you… I'll drop it to 25 Galleons," the shopkeeper looked around the store. "I will include the essentials: cage, food, etc, for an extra Galleon and 2 Sickles."

Elizabeth looked at Hermione to see if this was a good price and as the bushy-haired girl nodded, Elizabeth began digging in her purse for the money, "I'll take him."

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"My my, you three have been busy," Dumbledore smiled as the three entered the cluttered wand shop. All three smiled and Hermione and Ginny bade the two farewell, carrying most of Elizabeth's purchases to the Leaky Cauldron until the two were done. Elizabeth dumped what she was carrying next to a chair Dumbledore was occupying just as Mr. Ollivander entered.

"Ah, someone else in need of a wand?" he smiled kindly at Elizabeth and then at Dumbledore.

"Yes, we need one for Ms. Moon here," Dumbledore smiled back but Elizabeth stayed where she was, slightly apprehensive about trying wands. 'What if none work? What if I really don't have any magic and I have to go to an orphanage until I remember my life?'

"Yes yes, now let's see," he disappeared behind a stack of long narrow boxes and came back a moment later holding one. "Here we are," he slipped a dark wand out of the box and handed it to her. "Yew, 12 inches, quite bendy, unicorn hair…"

Elizabeth took it and stared at the old man. "Give it a wave!" He said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. She did and they heard a subtle but distinct crack. Looking around wildly, they couldn't find anything wrong. "No, maybe not…" he took it from her and went to grab another.

Time passed, wands passed, but as Elizabeth tried more and more, the effects were less and less. The 'crack' sound was the most interesting thing that had happened. After that, there might have been the slightest of a breeze, or Elizabeth's finger getting itchy, but that was about it. After 20 wands had been tried, Elizabeth was getting more and more upset.

"This is very interesting," Dumbledore said from his chair, ignoring (or pretending to) Elizabeth as she began to visibly shake.

"I shall go in back and see if there are any that catch my eye…" the wand maker moved to the back of the store, leaving the two to their thoughts.

"This was such as waste of time, I'm sorry," Elizabeth whispered as one tear escaped her eyes. She began blinking furiously, but she couldn't stop the flow of thoughts that had been released with it. 'I'll have to go to an orphanage, I won't get to learn magic…I'm not magic! I won't get to be friends with Harry…or Draco…or Hermione or Ginny…' All of a sudden there was a loud 'crack' and the vase on the counter exploded into what looked like a million pieces.

Mr. Ollivander came running back into the main room, looking at Elizabeth with wide eyes. Dumbledore was sitting in the chair, completely unfazed by the sudden explosion, minus a calculating look growing in his eyes. "Mr. Ollivander! I'm sorry! I didn't… I mean…I didn't hit your vase or-"

"I think we just found the problem. Very curious, very unique…" the old man was talking to himself more than anyone else.

"Pardon?" Elizabeth raised an eyebrow, wondering what the bloody hell this guy was talking about. Maybe making wands did something to your head…

"I haven't met someone who didn't need a wand for magic in many a year…I'd say 60 at least. Hogwarts is lucky to have a student so unique…you could go very far. A wand may help channel the magic ability, but if the mind can be disciplined to control the magic on its own…the witch or wizard in question can spread their wings so to speak and go much farther with less boundaries," Mr. Ollivander began to explain to the supposed muggle.

"So…I do have magic?" she couldn't contain her excitement and a slight breeze began to whisk around the store, a slight humming sound following it.

Mr. Ollivander smiled, "I think you just answered that one for yourself."

"What boundaries were you speaking of?" Elizabeth was more or less surrounded by the breeze and continuous hum.

"Well, if dueling and you loose your wand for some reason, you would more or less be a goner, but people like you…don't have to worry about that. But you also have a bigger obstacle at the beginning of your training to get complete control over your magic. You are quite lucky you are going to Hogwarts; it is the very best. Now, I must be getting back to work, good day."

"Yes, we shall be off also," Dumbledore nodded to the other man and then lead Elizabeth out into the chilly breeze, carrying the still un-named snowy owl while the redhead carried the parcels that were left from the huge amount Hermione and Ginny had graciously offered to carry.

"I think we should get you a few more textbooks," Dumbledore said as he led Elizabeth back down the street to 'Flourish and Blotts'. He bought a few books on Non-Wand Magic, theory and practical and then they headed to the Leaky Cauldron. This school year was definitely going to be interesting with Elizabeth learning at Hogwarts…

It was nearly 6pm when the four reached the magical castle of learning. Hermione and Ginny kept asking to see her wand, but Elizabeth didn't know what she should tell them so she simply distracted them off the topic with ideas about their purchases that day. Something told her that she wouldn't get off so easy later on.

They had gone to dinner when they arrived while house elves had taken all the items including the still un-named snowy owl up to Elizabeth's room. The girl was so excited to see Harry and Draco so she was highly disappointed when she saw they were not in the Great Hall with the rest of the students.

Hermione, Ginny and herself sat at their little section alone. Elizabeth wanted to see the boys so badly but she didn't know where their Houses were, or how to get there, or if she was even allowed going into other Houses…which she doubted she was. She decided she would wait until the next day; surely they would still help her find the Great Hall for breakfast?

She excused herself after a pathetic dinner and began wandering, hoping she would stumble across the portrait sometime before midnight. 'What did Dumbledore say? 2nd floor…two corridors to the left? No it was right! Was it? No…it was 3rd floor!' she traveled up the stairs another flight and began searching high and low.

Half an hour passed and she was completely lost; she couldn't even find the main staircase anymore! She sighed in frustration and sat on the floor, her back resting against the wall as she glared at the thin air in front of her. This was just perfect. Where were those two boys when you needed them? (A/N: At the authoress's fingertips!)

"What the…Lizzie?" Elizabeth's head spun around to catch sight of platinum hair and the owner staring at her in shock, his face turning a cute shade of pink.

"Draco! Man, am I glad to see you! I'm so lost I can't even find the main staircase!" she walked over to the boy's side, standing only one inch below Draco himself.

"Oh, well it's that way…" he pointed down the hall and gave her the basic directions and turns she should take, then began on his way down the hallway in the opposite direction.

"Wait! Aren't you going to come with me? What if I get lost again?" Elizabeth's heart was beating as Draco stopped his brisk walk and turned slowly to look at her.

"You'll be fine, I'll see you around," he didn't bother to smile and turned to leave again but was stopped by a hand on his arm.

"Are you alright? Why were you up here anyway?" Draco looked down into the girl's eyes and saw genuine concern. He sighed and looked away, his face once again taken over by a slight flush.

"I'm fine, I was just…thinking."

"I could help you think…" Elizabeth wanted any excuse to stay by the Slytherin boy's side but it looked like that wasn't a good enough excuse for Draco.

"I'll see you around Elizabeth," he pulled his arm lightly from her grasp and began back down the hallway, as far from Elizabeth's portrait (which had been his initial destination) as he could possibly go.

"Oh, so now we're back to Elizabeth?" the redhead yelled, trying to control the tears that were threatening to break free. 'If he wants to call me Elizabeth, that's fine. It's not like I'm in love with him or anything…' she sighed as his form turned a corner and slowly made her way to the portrait without getting lost.

A/N: I know that was a little boring, but the shopping had to be done. School is going to be so much fun to write! Ok, just so you know, its now Monday evening…7pm-ish.! Classes start next chapter because I want to get into it. Any questions? Ask away. I can't wait to start typing the next chapter. :-)