I want to say a huge thanks to Mrs-Tally , leafstone , Pokeshipping Gwevin , and Toria the Raven's Alley for the support on this story. Thanks guys! Hope you enjoy this chapter. If the polyvore link doesnt work, my polyvore account name is irishlover139 and just look for the collection named after this story. You will also see her Yule Ball outfit. Ignore it. I was goofing around.
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"Grace, darling, wake up! Its ten o'clock and we have to go to Diagon Alley." Dad yelled at my door. I shoot up in my bed.
"AHH! Alright, alright... Can you make me some coffee while I get ready, please?" I ask sweetly.
"Of course. Are you alright?" he asks.
"Yes, of course. Why would you ask?" I ask. He points to my mirror next to my closet. I wrap myself in my comforter and walk over to it. My eyes were bloodshot and puffy. Tears were dried down my face. You could tell I cried myself to sleep.
"I-I'm fine. Rough night, I guess," I lie. "I just need to wash up before breakfast, is all. I'll be fine." Dad looked at me worried. I faked a my best fake smile. I guess he bought it because he left my room and went downstairs. I pull out my clothes for today.
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As I walk dowstairs, I smell bacon. Dad never cooks bacon.
"Dad..." I yell from the top of the stairs.
"Yes?" he calls back.
"Are you making bacon?"
"Yes. I thought a change would be nice. Its ready so come on down." this didnt sound like Dad.
"Just a second, Dad. I need to grab something from my room." I walk back to my room. I pull a metal baseball bat out from under my bed. I hang my purse at the top of the stairs and tip toe down them. I wait a second before entering the kitchen. I heard strangling sounds. Some one was in the house. I crouch down on my knees and stick just one eye around the corner. Dad was on the ground and a tall man with long blonde hair was standing over him. I pull back and take a quiet, deep, breath. I slowly stand and turn the corner. Before he can turn around, I swing the bat and hit him upside the head. He falls over across Dad's lap.
"Is he dead?" I ask.
"Unconsious. Not dead... Sadly." I laugh a little. I stick out my hand help him up. He wipes off his robes and mumbles a thanks.
"So, shall we be heading to Diagon Alley?" I ask while I walk over to the table where the bacon sat on a glass plate. I waft the smell of the bacon. I could smell something bad on it. Thank you Miss Ebert and thank you AP Science.
"Yes, we should. And by the way, nice outfit." he says as we walk into the living room. I smile.
"Thanks. Okay, I need one more minute. I left my purse upstairs. Be right back." I grab the bat off the floor and run up the stairs. I set the bat at the top and grab my purse. I run back down and jog into the living room.
"You ready?" he asks. I nod and walk over to him. He throws some stuff into the already blazing fire and it turns green.
"What do I do?" I ask.
"Step in the fire, take some powder, say where you need to go very clearly, then throw the powder on the fire. When you feel like you've landed, step out as quick as you can. I will be right behind you." I nod and take the powder. I step into the fire and take a deep breath.
"Diagon Alley!" I shout. I throw down the powder and close my eyes. I feel like I am being sucked down a slide. As soon as I am out, I am heaving for air. Dad follows me out.
"You get through alright?" he asks. I nod.
"I hate Floo." I say.
"You'd hate Apparating even more." he says with a laugh. I smile and we exit the chimney-filled alley.
"Where to first?" I ask in awe. Diagon Alley was amazing.
"Ollivander's Wand Shop. Shall we?" he asks. I grab his hand so I dont get lost.
"We shall." I let him lead and we walk until we are at the store. Gold letters are peeling off the windows and door.
"I am going next door to get somethings. You go in and get your wand." He gave me a pat on the back before walking into the shop next door.
"Thanks. Love you too." I mutter. I open the door and almost immediatly have to duck because a box is flying at my head full speed. I scream as I drop on all fours.
"Is it safe to come up?!" I say loudly.
"Yes. So sorry. That wasnt supposed to happen. Are you alright?" a boy with unkept black hair and green eyes asks me.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Are you getting a wand, too?" I ask as I stand up and dust off my skirt. I straighten my blazer and look back at him.
"Yeah. That was a faulty wand. I'm Harry, by the way. Harry Potter." He said as he stuck his hand out. Dad hated the Potters. Especially James, who I guess is Harry's dad. I take his hand and nod.
"I'm Grace Snape. My father doesnt speak very highly about the Potters. But, I think he might be wrong." I say. He smiles and laughs a little.
"Yeah. Who is your dad?" he asks as we walk over to the little old man who was grabbing a bunch of boxes of shelves.
"Severus Snape. He's a professor at the school."
"Yeah... I think Hagrid has told me about him. He said he isnt the nicest peron around. Is that true?"
"Absolutely. He can be a bit mean at home. Especially during break. He is just so stressed about everything all the time and since I was, like, six and he would come home from break, all he would do was yell at me." I looked at the shelves. They went all the way to the ceiling. I heard a tapping on the glass. I look over and see a ginormous man pointing to Harry. I tap Harry and point to the window. He brightens up a bit.
"Thats Hagrid and... an owl? I think thats my birthday present! My birthday present? Wow..."
"What is it?" I ask.
"I've never had a birthday present before..." I was shocked but then remembered I havent had a birthday present in almost five years.
"Wow... I havent had a birthday present since I was six, if it makes a difference. We can be lonely birthday-ers together, eh?" I say as I sling my arm over his shoulder. We laugh. I tak emy arm off and point to the old man.
"Mr. Potter, try this wand." He hands Harry a box and when Harry picks it up, his hair flew everywhere and you could just tell that was the wand for him.
"I think you found your wand, Harry." I say.
"Yeah." he pays for it and puts it back in the box. Before he leaves, I call him.
"Hey, Harry!" I call. He turns and looks at me.
"Yes, Grace?" I wink and sway on my heels kinda.
"I hope to see ya round." He gives a half smile and walks out. I see him talking with Hagrid through the window. Hagrid is giving me worried looks. I turn back to the old man.
"Mr. Ollivander? I need a wand..." I say. He smiles.
"Then you've come to the right shop. Lets try this one..." he hands me a box. I pick it up and almost instantly, a shelf comes flying off the wall. I put the wand back in the box. About seven more do the same thing.
"Is there any more?" I ask.
"Of course. Here. I think is the right one..." he hands me a sleek black box. He opens it and holds it out to me. I slowly put my hand in the box and pick up the gorgeous wand in the box. As soon as I pick it up, I feel a warmth through my body. I feel as though every worry has left my body and holding this wand was all that mattered.
"This is it. This is my wand." I say. I put it back in the box and we walk over to the counter.
"What kind of wand is it?" I ask.
"Nine and a half inches, Yew, Pheonix feather core. An interesting combination. But a very good wand."
"Does it mean anything?"
"You have great wisdom and intellect and are very useful in transifguration. You have the capability to be an extremely powerful witch and you will defend those you love at all costs."
"An excellent wand, Grace." I turn and see Dad waiting in the door. I smile.
"Thanks." I turn back around and pay Ollivander for the wand. I carry the box close to me.
"So, we have on last thing to do before we leave. Follow me." Dad says. I follow him down the street. After a minute, he turns and tells me to close my eyes.
"Really?! How do I know you wont leave me here?"
"Fine. I'll lead you from behind." he comes behind me and places his hands over my eyes. He begins to walk and I put my hands over his. I begin to giggle. He stops and puts his whole arms over my eyes. He opens a door and leads me in.
"My eyes are closed. Can you please let go now?" I say through my giggling fit. He releases my head and I pat my hair down. "You messed up my hair..." I mumble.
"Open." I open my eyes to find myself standing in the doorway of a pet shop. I brighten at the look of everything.
"Oh my gosh, Dad... You are letting me get a pet?" I ask.
"Yes I am. Its sort of an apology. Go find what you want." I walk up to the desk.
"Hello, dear. What can I get you?"
"I would like a pet thats loyal. Like, a companion. Someone I can talk to when I need someone to talk to." I explain.
"I understand. This little fellow wandered in the other day. The poor thing. Needs a good home and I think you may be it." she reached down under the counter and lifted up a small, black, kitten with sapphire blue eyes. I gasped at the sight of her. Or, I think it was a her.
"Gorgeous, isnt she?" another lady said as she came up behind the one holding the terrified looking kitten. I nod.
"M-May I hold her?" I ask. The lady holding the cat placed her gently in my hands. I cradled the kitten. The kitten soon became fasinated with my hair. I giggle slightly. The kitten begins to wiggle out of my grip. She slips out of my hands and almost falls to the floor. In a blink of an eye, I pull my blazer pocket open and the tiny kitten falls in. I laugh between breaths.
"Would you like to buy her?" the lady behind the counter asks. I pull the kitten and turn to Dad. He nods. I smile big and turn back to the lady.
"Yes, please. I'll take good care of her." I put some money on the counter and cradle the kitten again.
"What will you name her?"
"Blue, like her eyes."
"Would you like a little ribbon?"
"Yes, please. Blue." the lady behind the desk wraps a small blue ribbon around her neck gently. I hand her the money and she hands me the kitten. We say thank you and I walk back over to Dad who was beginning to look highly impatient.
"Lets go." I say. We walk out of the store. Dad has a hand on my shoulder. I am petting my small kitten when I hear someone call my name. I look up and across the street to see Harry waving at me. I wave back and smile.
"Why are you waving at Harry Potter?" Dad asks coldly. I scoff.
"He isnt as bad as you think. He is quite nice and a gentleman. When I went in to get my wand, he was there and saved me from getting hit by a box flying at my head. So, if you dont mind, stop assuming he is as bad as your bullies from when you went to school." I say. I walk ahead all the way to the fireplace alley. Dad catches up to me. I am already by the fire when he comes around the corner.
"I do not appreciate your attitude, girl. And if you think you will continue to speak to me that way, I will take you out of Hogwarts in a second." he threatened. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine. Can we go?" I say. He nods and we both get in.
"Spinners End!" he says. We are almost instantly back in our living room. I walk out and go up to my room. Dad is mumbling on about "disrespect" and "not showing enough appreciation" and blah blah blah... He can be so infuriating sometimes. But he's my dad. Its kinda his job.
When I am up in my room, I set Blue on my bed and lay down on it. I take deep breaths and go over everything that has happened in the last two days. I lost my best friends, boy friend, got dropped out of school and soooo much more. I kinda wish school would hurry up and get here.
I sit up and look at the calender. Its August 30! School starts in two days! I crash my head back onto my pillow. I think of Harry.
He's so polite and handsome and his eyes... those green eyes... Wait.. I cant be falling for him, can I? Well, I just might. And I dont find anything wrong with that.
And, Dad, if you disagree... Get over it.