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Everyone awoke early the next morning, out of excitement or anxious none of them knew, but once they'd all had their breakfast, they were on the road on the way to the Leaky Cauldron.
"Everyone must stick together, there's strength in numbers, you know; especially considering we have no idea what to expect from these people. I expect exceptional behavior from all of you."
Petunia had been rambling from the second they had shut the car doors, but at last they arrived at their destination, the shabbiest little building they'd ever seen, one you'd never notice if you weren't looking for it. Lucking Petunia had tagged along when her parents had taken Lily, so the building was all too familiar to her.
Upon entering, the entire family exhaled at once. Despite its rough exterior, it was rather warm inside. Something like a pub you'd like to visit every now and again.
Petunia cleared her throat, causing the bartender to jump, as if the last thing in the world he expected was for the strange looking family to need his assistance. They didn't exactly look like a magical group.
"Beg your pardon, lot. Anything I can do for you?" The bartender asked politely.
"Actually, we need help getting to Diagon Alley. A Mr. Hagrid told us to ask you how to get there. We don't have very much…" Petunia blushed as if this were the most humiliation she'd ever experienced. "Experience with… with…"
"With our world? Not a problem miss, I get muggles coming in here all the time, follow me."
He led them to a brick wall behind the pub, and tapped it with what looked to be a foot long stick. The bricks separated to reveal the most magnificent place any of them had ever seen. Witches and wizards in all different colours swarming excitedly all over the place, owls in cages, brooms in the hands of excited teenagers. It was truly an amazing sight; so much so that even Vernon couldn't help but gape at it.
The four of them stepped out onto the street, ready to take on whatever this strange place would throw at them.