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After a rough night of sleep, Scarly woke me up early in the morning. She seemed very excited about the whole ordeal of me being a witch. She took me to the kitchen, and for the first time I saw things moving on their own. Mrs. Brewster was sitting down at the kitchen counter while a bowl of batter was being whisked on its own and the dishes were being washed by a floating sponge. I could not believe my eyes. She just smiled at me and winked. I felt as if she could read my mind.

We ate our breakfast and got ready to go to Diagon Alley. I did not know how to dress for the occasion, so I set three different outfits on Scarlett's bed in hopes that she would tell me what would be appropriate. She smiled at me and pointed at the most simple of the outfits I had selected. It consisted of a pair of jeans, a shirt and my beloved converse. She knew better since she had been there before. So I listened to what she suggested and went with it.

We left the house, and Endora seemed to be in a hurry. I was wishing we could take the train, since I had never been in it. But I guess this time was not possible at all. Endora waived a taxi down, and told the driver the whereabouts she wanted to go to.

When we arrived at the place, it seemed as if we should not go there. We walked past a few stores and walked into a place called "the Leaky Cauldron." At first I started to wander around to the bookstore that was really close to it. This place was so unnoticed that Scarlett had to nudge me and point it out so I could actually see it.

They walked inside and everyone seemed to be glaring at Endora. She seemed quite uncomfortable, but continued on to the very back of the premises. There was this brick wall right in front of us, and all I could think about was how in bloody hell would we get past it. But suddenly after Endora taped a few of the bricks with a wooden stick (which I assumed was her wand), the wall seemed to have started opening up into another place. As we walked through the wall, Scarlett looked at me and smiled.

"This is the Diagon Alley I told you about," she said with enthusiasm.

"Wow," I said in response. And that was really all I could say.

I could not stop looking around at all. After we got past the brick wall, and I looked back it was as if I were in a dream. The wall was back up, but only now we were on the other side of it. We were walking, but quickly I realized that Endora was speed walking. She had mentioned she needed to stop at the bank before we went shopping, but I could not help walking as slow as I possibly could.

"Hurry!" she said to both of us. "You will have plenty of time to look around."

"Alright, alright," we answered.

"Endora," I said. "How am I going to buy anything in here? It seems as if their money is different than mine."

"It is, dear," she answered. "We are going to open your very own bank account, you will have a vault filled with money, you see?"

"Alright, I guess."

Scarlett was showing me absolutely everything she could while we were almost running to the bank. Before we could make it there, someone said Endora's name and her face turned into one of disgust.

"Hello Lucius," she said. "I'm sorry but we are in a bit of a hurry."

I tuned everything out the moment I saw this person's son. He was pale, very thin and as blonde as his father. He looked delighted to see us, but the expression on his face was one of superiority.

"Come, Draco," Lucius told his son. "We have things to do."

"Yes, father."

"We will see you later, then," Lucius said as he smiled at Endora. It looked as if it was a fake smile, but who knows?

We walked into the bank, and I was very surprised to see some very short men with long fingers and pointy noses. They were scary and ugly. I wanted to leave the bank right away.

"They are globlins," Scarly told me. "They are really good with money."

"Hello Mrs. Brewster," said one of the goblins. "How may I be of assistance?"

"I need to withdraw some money from vault 643, and also open a new account for my niece," she said and smiled at me.

"Very well, then," he answered. "Let us open the account first."

After a very long time, I gave him the money my mother had given me. He handed it to another goblin and mentioned to him that the vault number was 694.

"Muggle money!" he said. "I see. Well, you will have enough money for all of your Hogwarts affairs with this much muggle money."

"For the seven years?" Scarlett asked.

"Yes, Miss Brewster," he answered. "For the whole seven years."

Scarlett and Endora smiled at me. They seemed very excited about all of this.

"That is brilliant!" I said smiling. "My mother thinks I will need that much for each year."

The goblin took us on a ride to the vaults. I felt as if I were on a rollercoaster ride, a very old one. We made a stop, and he pointed at the vault number 694.

"That is your vault, Miss Owen," he said as he started to walk towards it. "I made sure they had already deposited your money in it before we got here."

When he opened the vault, it was full of gold. Endora pushed me towards it and said, "Go on… It is all yours."

My mouth was wide open; I did not know what to do.

"Get a handful," she said. "Whatever you don't use, I'm sure you will find use for it in the train."

I got a handful of the money and stuck it all in my purse. After Endora had gone to her vault, we left the bank and went shopping. Whether we were in the muggle or wizarding world, shopping had always been something I enjoyed doing. We went to the store to get robes, Scar just needed hers adjusted. I felt quite uncomfortable trying the robes on, the only kind of robes I ever used before was a bath robe.

As we continued walking around, I noticed a shop full of owls. I started to nudge Scar. I knew I had to send a response to one of the teacher's from Hogwarts.

"Calm down, Ally," she said nudging me back. "We will get you an owl."

"I want to take my cat," I answered while I looked at the owls. "But I need a way to communicate with my parents, and also to send the response to Hogwarts." The truth was I just really wanted another pet.

I felt as if I was a 5 year old in a candy shop. I did not know what I wanted to do first, or where I wanted to go. I reached for my walkman, and started playing around with it. I needed a soundtrack for all the different emotions I was feeling at the same time. Scar was listening to music with me because Endora was buying things for a potion she was working on and we got a little bored. As we left the store, Scar started to tell me about this peculiar drink.

"Butterbeer!" she said. "It is delicious!"

Just the thought of butter and beer in the same sentence made me gag. "It does not sound delicious," I said. "Beer and butter together? Besides we are underage!"

Scar started to laugh at me. "It does not contain alcohol, dear," Endora started to explain. "And trust me, it is delicious!"

We began to make our way to the pub when Endora was startled by a very large family of gingers. She looked rather uncomfortable.

"Endora!" said the father. "It must have been ages since I saw you last."

"Hello Arthur," she said. "Yes, it has been a few years. As you must already know, I live amongst muggles."

"Yes, yes," he said. "Won't you introduce me to your little ones?"

All the while they were having this awkward conversation; Scar was busy staring at the twin brothers.

"Ally," Endora called me when I started to wander away. "Come meet Arthur Weasley. He's fascinated by muggles."

"Hello Mr. Weasley," I said shyly. "Well, I guess I am kind of a muggle, since my parents are non-magical."

"And this is Scarlett," Endora continued. "My daughter."

Scarlett just smiled at him, but could not stop looking at the twins.

"Hello girls," Arthur said. "You are not a muggle, dear," he continued. "You are simply a muggle-born."

I just nodded and smiled at him. I honestly did not want to be a muggle. Mr. Weasley was staring at my hands. He seemed to be very interested on what I was holding, but continued talking by introducing his family.

"These are my boys," he added. "Percy, he is the Gryffindor prefect," he said with a proud smile. "Fred and George; well introduce yourselves boys!" He did not seem to know which one was which. "And this is Ron; he is starting at Hogwarts this year, just like you."

They all said "hello" and smiled. The twins walked over to Scar and started to bother her. She seemed too happy for her own good. Endora was looking around and decided to leave just as a lady was walking up to Mr. Weasley. I assumed the lady was Mrs. Weasley. She had a little girl with her, another ginger. They have so many children!

"Mr. Weasley," I said shyly. "With all due respect, sir, I noticed that you were looking at my hands."

"Yes, dear," he said and smiled. Curiosity filled his eyes.

"Well, here you are," I said as I handed him my walkman. "This is how you work it," I added. "You can listen to music with it. This also has a cassette player besides the radio."

He seemed to be very amazed, but he smiled and did not even say thank you. He seemed to be in trance looking at the walkman, and his daughter was looking at it curiously too.

"Well, I am sure that I will be seeing you again," I added. "Have fun with it, you can return it to me another day."

"Well…"

"I have got to go, sir," I said and tried to look for my best friend's mother. "It seems that Endora is in a hurry to get somewhere."

"Alright, then," he said not paying attention to me.

"It was nice to meet you," I said as I smiled at Mrs. Weasley.

"Likewise, Ally."

I walked over to Scar, and she guided me to the place her mother was hiding. She was at a pub sitting at the bar and talking to Lucius. She did not seem much happier than when she was talking to the Weasleys. We sat down at a table that was somewhat near Endora. Scar ordered two butterbeers and started to tell me all about the twins. She would not shut up about them; I wish I knew some kind of spell at that moment that would make her stop talking.

"Lucius," Endora sighed. "It was a pleasure seeing you again."

"Leaving so soon?" he asked raising an eyebrow and looking at his cane. "It seems that your daughters are not done with their drinks."

"Well, I suppose I can wait a little longer," she said with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"It has been…"

"Yes, I know," Endora said rolling her eyes. "At least 10 years."

"What happened to you, Endora?" he asked mockingly. "Have you forgotten where your loyalty lies?"

"No, I have not," she raised her voice a little. I had never seen her lose her temper. "We should meet on another occasion to talk about this," she turned to look at us but we pretended that we did not notice.

"I see," he answered and looked at us too. "Another time it will be then."

She simply smiled at him and nodded. Scar and I noticed we should not be taking long, so we chugged our drinks up and walked over to Endora. Lucius looked at us with disgust written all over his face; it was as if he was waiting for us to introduce ourselves.

"This is Scarlett, Lucius," Endora said rapidly before he could say anything. "And this is my niece Ally."

"Oh! How nice of you to introduce us," he had a sarcastic undertone to his voice. "I assume you have met my boy, Draco, have you?"

"Not officially," Endora answered without any patience.

"Well then," he said as he stood up. "Come with me."

"It is not necessary," Endora said while standing up. "We will have the pleasure of meeting him on another occasion."

"That is nonsense," he insisted.

As were leaving the pub, Lucius guided us to the robe shop where his son was waiting patiently for him. It was then when I noticed how...different Lucius looked. He had long, blonde hair. His clothes looked nothing like my father's or Scarlett's, which was strange since Mr. Brewster was a wizard too.

"Scarly, do you know who this man is?" I asked whispering and hoping no one else would hear me.

She shook her head. "I have not seen him before. But my mother seems to know him well."

That she did, but she looked very uncomfortable by his side. She kept looking back to us while talking to him.

"Girls, do not stay behind," she said sternly and kept talking to the strange wizard.

"Endora," Lucius said. "This is my boy, Draco."

"Hello Draco," Endora said while trying to fake a smile. "You look just like your father when he was younger."

Draco just stared at her and then at us and did not say a thing. Lucius looked at him with frustration and nudged him with his cane.

"Draco," he said. "It is not in our nature to be rude now, is it?"

Draco looked furious; his cute pale face turned pink. "Hello," he said with confidence. "My name is Draco, Draco Malfoy, that is."

"Now Draco, let's not be arrogant," Lucius said sarcastically. "After all, she also is a pure-blood."

As Lucius kept on bragging about his blood status, which I had no idea why it was so important, I spotted the Weasleys. I nudged Scarly and made a motion for us to talk to them without being noticed. She smiled and blushed. While Lucius and Endora were busy talking about other people's affairs, Scarly and I made a run for it. They were walking rather fast. Mrs. Weasley seemed to be the head of the family, since she was the one calling all the shots. Apparently, we did not run fast enough because by the time we made it to where they were previously standing, they had already left. When we turned around, we noticed that we were not alone. Draco Malfoy was standing right behind us.

"Where were you both going?" he asked frowning.

"We were just wandering off," Scarly answered. "Their conversation is boring me to tears."

I could not speak for some reason. It seemed as if I had forgotten how to speak English. Scarly kept looking at me while she was speaking to him. She was definitely glaring at me.

"Well, what do you want to do now?" he asked. "Whatever it may be, I assume it will be better than listening to my father talk nonsense to your mother."

"I don't know," Scarly answered. "What do you think, Ally?"

"Well, I am not sure," I said shyly. "This is the first time I come here."

"First time, is it? Well, your cousin and I could show you around, I suppose," Draco said, seeming so very full of himself.

We walked around for about an hour. He enjoyed talking about his own ventures, and after about 15 minutes, it became very tedious to hear his voice.

"I have an idea," I said excitedly. "Why don't you both come with me to get me an owl?"

I did not wait for their response, I simply wandered off. I honestly did not care whether they were following me or not, after all, Draco's voice was starting to get on my nerves. As I entered the store, my heart dropped. I always had a huge heart for animals. When I looked behind me, Scarly and Draco were right there, and they were engaged in a conversation that surprisingly was not about Draco. Go figure!

"Could you two help me choose?" I asked. "If it was for me, I would just get all of them!"

"Sure," they said in unison.

Scarly wandered off for a few minutes while Draco and I were looking around. When she came back, she had a beautiful gray owl on her hand. It was the most magnificent creature I had ever laid my eyes on.

"You are brilliant, Scarly!"

"I suppose you like this one, then?" she asked grinning like a mad person.

"Like it?" I giggled. "I love it!"

After wandering around some more, we heard Endora's voice, and trust me, she was not happy with us.

"Where have you been?" she asked sounding very irritated. "Where did you get that owl, Ally?"

"Draco and Scarly were showing me around," I said nervously. "And this is my owl!"

"Draco was showing you around, was he?" Lucius said with an intimidating tone of voice. "Don't worry Endora, they were in good hands."

Draco gave his father a faint smile and looked down.

"There they are!" said a very familiar voice.

When we looked back, the Weasleys were standing a few feet behind us.

"Ally," Mr. Weasley said. "This device of yours is most fascinating, I must tell you!"

Lucius looked at me as if I was a piece of trash.

"That is a muggle device, I see," he stated. His face looked like if he had sucked on a lemon.

"Father," Draco said. "These are the Weasleys, are they not? They are the family that overpopulates the wizarding world and cannot afford to do so."

"Draco!" Lucius said raising his voice. "We do not have to lower ourselves to their level."

Ron, the youngest boy of them all, looked as if he was about to kill Draco, and for a moment I wished he had done so.

"We must go now," Lucius said, touching Endora's arm and kissing her on the cheek. "It was a pleasure to see you as always, Endora."

"Goodbye, Lucius," she said as she turned to look at Draco. "Draco."

"Goodbye, Mrs. Brewster."

As the Malfoys started to walk away, I could hear Draco asking his father something, but the twins interfered.

"We are not blood traitors, Malfoy," one of them said angrily.

"We just don't judge other people," the other one finished.

Lucius turned around and smiled. "Sure you are blood traitors. Your family thinks there is nothing wrong with…befriending muggles and mudbloods."

"Mudbloods?" I asked frowning. For some reason, I did not like the sound of it.

"I will explain later, Ally," Scarly whispered.

"Yes, Owen," Lucius said sneering. "Mudbloods like yourself."

"She is a mudblood?" Draco asked and his cute little face crunched up just like his father's had moments ago. "That is disgusting!"

I did not know what they were talking about, but I could tell that I was being insulted. I could not handle all the stares and insults that followed, so I ran to the Leaky Cauldron and asked a random stranger to let me out. Once I got to the other side, I called Raison and demanded him to pick me up. He arrived within 10 minutes of my call, and seemed to be worried about me.

"Where to, Miss Owen?" he asked.

"Go to Brewster Manor and then home!" I said trying to fight back the tears.

I thought I had gotten there before they did, but as I approached the door Endora answered it. She did not let me say anything, she just held me while I cried my eyes out.

"I don't want to go to Hogwarts anymore," I said between sobs. "I would rather go to another boarding school."

"Don't say that," she said. "Not everyone is like the Malfoys, Ally. You will love Hogwarts."

"If only I could use my wand for something else than poking people…" I whispered more to myself than to her. Scarly took me to her bedroom while Endora was telling Raison that I would be going home the next day.

The next day, I went home with Scarlett to get what I needed from my room. She told me I would take too much, and that she would help me out by choosing what I was going to actually need. I packed some bags, kissed my father (my mother was not even there to bid me goodbye), and went back to Scarlett's house. Mr. Brewster told us he would also be going to King's Cross and that we should get everything ready before going to sleep because the next day would be chaotic. He was right; it was a very chaotic morning.

"Girls, you need to hurry or you will lose the train!" Mr. Brewster said to us as we ran with our things all across the station. Mr. Brewster was a kind man and he also seemed to be very young. My parents really liked the Brewsters but adored to talk about their lives. Mother often talked about how young they were. They had Scarlett when both of them were 18 years old, far too young in my mother's eyes. I always thought that I should not know these things, but they insisted on talking about the Brewsters every single time we met with them, which was very often. My parents had me when they were 27, the perfect age to have a baby, according to my father. I really did not care.

I was looking around when I suddenly hit Mr. Brewster with the trolley.

"I am so sorry, Mr. Brewster!" I quickly said blushing.

"It's alright, Ally," he smiled softly and I giggled. I may have been a little girl, but Mr. Brewster was a very handsome man.

"Daddy, are you going with us to the Platform?" Scar asked him and batted her eyes. I suddenly felt very sad. I was wishing my parents were there with me to go through the whole experience, but they were not. They were too busy with their own lives; they were too busy for their own daughter.

"Of course, sweetie," he kissed her head and smiled at both of us. "Are you ready for the best part?"

"The best part?" I blinked dumbly. What was he talking about?

"Kaleb, Ally does not know what you are talking about!" Endora glared at her husband. "Do not confuse her."

"Oh, you are no fun!" Mr. Brewster said and kissed her cheek.

"Now, Ally, pay close attention," Endora stood next to me. "You are going to push your trolley and run through that wall."

I gulped and I felt the blood leaving my face. "Is this a joke?"

Scarlett placed a hand on my shoulder and smiled. "Ally, it is going to be alright. I promise."

"Ally," I turned to look at Mr. Brewster when I heard his voice. "Dore is going to go through the wall first, and then Scarly, then you, and I will be right behind you, alright?"

I could not say anything so I simply nodded. Endora ran to the wall, and I half expected her to hit it and fall on the ground, but that never happened. As soon as she touched the wall, she disappeared. I stared in amazement. This must be a dream! After Endora, Scarly pushed her trolley and ran. Mr. Brewster got closer to me and whispered.

"Just breathe, close your eyes and run!"

And so I did. When I opened my eyes, I was in a completely different world.

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