Chapter 3: Field Trip to Diagon Alley

Author's Note Part 1: Well guys, here it is. Harry and John's trip to Diagon Alley! Note this guys, for those of you who are wondering how I got John's wand, I went onto Pottermore and made an account for him. So, if you have gone onto Pottermore and got the same wand, then you'll know the answers to the questions that John would have made.

As for the rest of this chapter, it's just how John would change things when they're in Diagon Alley. It's also how I plan for two certain someone's to meet for the first time. Don't worry though, it'll be in a good way. (Also! Something I think that I forgot to mention in the first chapter! This story is instead taking place in 2008, as if both boys were born in 1997. Why? Because I feel like it, and it will allow me to bring in more modern references into the story, such as last chapter's Sparta kick. So deal with it people!)But, enough about what's to come, I'll just let you guys read it. So, here's the third chapter!

When John woke up later that day, he was expecting for everything the night before to be a dream, and to find himself in the bush outside the Dursley's house. However, he's pleasantly surprised to wake up and feel the heat coming off Hagrid's coat. His eyes snap open, and he jumps off the couch to look around. When he sees the giant of a man sleeping on the floor, with Harry trudging downstairs, he gives off an even larger smile. One that Harry mimics when he sees the two people in the living room. That is, until an owl comes flying in through the window that Hagrid had opened the night before to let his owl out.

It drops a rolled up newspaper on Hagrid, along with a smaller parcel, before going over and attacking the coat that John had been sleeping under. "Hey! Shoo! Shoo!" John exclaims as he runs over and tries to get the owl to leave.

"Hagrid! There's an owl-" Harry starts, only for Hagrid to grunt and speak up from the floor.

"Pay him." He tells the two boys.

"Huh?" They ask in sync, confused by what he means.

"He wants payin' fer deliverin' the paper. Look in the pockets." He replies to their confusion. The two share a look, before shrugging. While Harry keeps the owl away, John looks through Hagrid's pockets to find some money. Unfortunately, Hagrid's coat seems to be made up of nothing but pockets. So after looking through them, finding and putting back random objects, he finally finds some coins. "Give him five knuts." He tells the boy sleepily.

"Knuts?" The two boys as in sync once again.

"The little bronze ones." He says, making John look down and count out the five coins, before putting them into the leather pouch that was tied to the owl's leg. It gives off a hoot of apparent thanks, before taking off out the window. A couple seconds later, Hagrid pushes himself up off the floor, stretching and yawning.

If he was just going to get up, then why did he have us pay the owl? Harry asks John through their mental link.

I dunno… Maybe to get us familiar with the money system? I mean, he found out last night that we know pretty much nothing about the wizarding world, so we have to start somewhere, right? He asks, making Harry think.

Yeah, I guess you're right. He admits, before Hagrid speaks up and gains their attention.

"Best be off Harry, John. Lots ter do today, gotta get up ter London an' buy all yer stuff fer school." Hagrid tells them as the two turn the coins over in their hands, their stomachs dropping as they think of what they would need to buy, and how they would manage to buy it.

"Um – Hagrid?" Harry starts out, looking up at the giant of a man as he pulls on his huge boots.

"Mm?" Hagrid asks.

"I haven't got any money – And you heard Uncle Vernon last night… He won't pay for me to go and learn magic." He says, John nodding right beside him.

"Yeah, and with my life of living on the streets… I don't exactly – Well, have any money." He adds in, only for Hagrid to stand up and turn to look at them.

"Don't worry about that. D'yeh think yer parents didn't leave yeh anything?" He asks Harry, before turning to look at John. "An' yer parents. They mighta passed on, but they definitely left yeh yer own fund." He says with a crinkle in his eyes, meaning that he's smiling under that large beard of his.

"But if their house was destroyed-" He's cut off by Hagrid as he speaks up again.

"They didn't keep their gold in the house, boy! Nah, first stop fer us is Gringotts. Wizards' bank. Have a sausage, they're not bad cold – And I wouldn' say no teh a bit o' yer birthday cake, neither." He says, handing each of the boys a sausage from the night before, which they eat greedily since they hardly had any good food to eat ever.

"Wizards have banks?" Harry asks in surprise as he eats the sausage, with John sitting right next to him doing the same.

"Jus' one. Gringotts. Run by goblins." He tells them, only for the two to drop their sausages and look up at him in shock.

"Goblins?" Harry finds his voice and asks the giant in surprise.

"Yeah – So yeh'd be made ter try an' rob it, I'll tell yeh that. Never mess with goblins, Harry, John. Gringotts is the safest place in the world fer anything yeh want ter keep safe – 'Cept maybe Hogwarts. As a matter o' fact, I gotta visit Gringotts anyway. Fer Dumbledore. Hogwarts business." He tells the two, before he draws himself up proudly. "He usually gets me ter do important stuff fer him. Fetchin' you – getting' things from Gringotts – He knows he can trust me, see. Now, got everythin'? Come on then you two." He says, having the two follow them outside. They leave the Dursley's, before making their way by the underground to London, and then walking through the streets to get to where they needed to be. All the way, Hagrid commenting about what "muggles" (non-magical people), have done to get by without magic, while Harry and John asked him questions about Hogwarts and what to expect. Finally, they arrive at their destination. "This is it." Hagrid tells them as they walk along the sidewalk. "The Leaky Cauldron. It's a famous place." He tells them. And suddenly, the two boys can see a building seemingly come into focus in front of them

As the two boys stare at the building that had appeared in front of them, they notice how people seemed to completely ignore it, and instead their eyes almost seemed to glide from the bookshop that was on one side, to the electronics store on the other side. As this happened, the two boys almost had a feeling that Hagrid and them were the only ones who could see it. But before they could ask him about it, the giant of a man steered them inside. John couldn't help thinking that for a famous place, it was a little shabby and untidy looking. The wood all seemed to be aged, and there were occasional splotches of what John assumed to be spilled beer. And then there was the old bartender. As they walked towards the man, everyone smiled and greeted Hagrid as if he were a regular. Which, John assumed, he was. As they neared the bartender, the man in question reached for a glass. "The usual Hagrid?" He asks.

"Can't, Tom. I'm on Hogwarts Business." He replies to the old bartender, clapping both Harry and John on their shoulders, almost buckling the two boys beneath the weight. What happens next surprises the two.

"Good Lord… " The bartender breathes out, peering down at Harry. "Is this… Can it be…" He doesn't finish either of those sentences as the Leaky Cauldron suddenly goes completely quiet. "Bless my soul, Harry Potter… What an honor." He whispers, before rushing around the bar and shaking Harry's hand. "Welcome back Mr. Potter, welcome back." He says, and suddenly, everyone in the bar was pushing themselves out of their chairs and rushing over to shake Harry's hand. John ends up getting moved to Hagrid's side, and watches as everyone fusses over Harry. Needless to say, both boys were a little surprised by this. Sure, Hagrid had told them about why he was famous, but it was still surprising to see the reaction that Harry got from his fellow witch and wizards. Including one that would apparently be one of their professors at Hogwarts. Finally, Hagrid pushes himself through the crowd and speaks up.

"Must get on – Lots ter buy. Come on Harry, John." He says, steering the two towards the back of the bar and towards a door that led them to an alleyway. Hagrid smiles at Harry as he pulls out the pink umbrella he'd used to give Dudley his pig tail the night before. "Told yeh, didn't I? Told yeh you was famous. Even Professor Quirrell was tremblin' to meet yeh – Mind you, he's usually tremblin'." He tells them, which then led on to Hagrid telling them about the professor's backstory, and how he became so scared, which made John raise his eyebrow in confusion as Hagrid counted bricks on a brick wall at the back of the alleyway.

If he's so scared, then why was he given the job of teaching students how to protect themselves? He wonders to himself, before those thoughts are driven far from his mind as a hole in the wall starts to appear and grow wider and wider to show him one of the most shocking and magnificent sights ever… Diagon Alley.

Needless to say that on their trip to Gringotts, the two boys couldn't get enough of all that was going on around them. The two would constantly be looking in all directions, trying to see everything at once, but unfortunately not succeeding. Finally, they made it to Gringotts bank, where Hagrid had shown the goblin the two keys, John's being the object that was in the parcel from earlier, that would be needed for their vaults. Unfortunately for the giant of a man, he'd let slip to the two eleven year olds that he was picking up something secret. And he apparently didn't know just how curious eleven year olds were, because as they were led by a goblin named Griphook, they started questioning him.

"What's the you-know-what in vault seven hundred and thirteen?" Harry asks Hagrid.

"Can't tell yeh that." Hagrid replies mysteriously. "Very secret, Hogwarts business. Dumbledore's trusted me. More'n my job worth ter tell yeh that." He tell them, making the two boys share a look as Griphook opens the door that leads to the vaults for them. While the two boys had been expecting more marble, since that's what the rest of the bank was made out of, they were surprised to find that the door opened to a narrow stone passageway lined with torches. It sloped down, with little railway tracks on the floor. The goblin gives a whistle, and a mine cart comes hurtling down the tracks towards them. It stops in front of them, and everyone climbs in, though Hagrid does so with a little difficulty, before they start their ride.

While Harry tried to see what was going on as they went through the twists and turns, John just whooped and hollered, seeing this as if it were one of those rollercoasters that he could see set up on the pier sometimes when he went to the library and was within sight of the ocean. So, when they finally stopped in front of Harry's vault, he was a little disappointed. However, Hagrid seemed relieved, as he immediately got out of the cart and rested against the wall as the goblin unlocked the vault, and opened it to show the two boys the sight that lay within. Green smoke came billowing out, but once it cleared, the two gasped. Because inside the vault, were heaps of gold and silver coins, and copper Knuts. Hagrid pushes himself off the wall, and stands next to Harry with a small smile. "All yours Harry." He tells the boy.

To the two boys, they were struck by how much there was. And it was all Harry's, that's what surprised them the most. Back with the Dursley's, they had always complained about how much he had cost them, and this was yet another thing that Harry had to constantly talk John down from attacking them for. And yet… All that time this had been hidden beneath London. The two shuddered to think of what would happen if the Dursley's were to ever find out about it. And they continue to be shocked by this discovery as Hagrid and John help Harry collect the coins.

"The gold ones are Galleons." Hagrid explains to Harry as they collect. "Twenty silver Sickles to a Galleon, and thirty Knuts to a Sickle. (AN: Yes. I changed the values. Why? Because I never understood the logic of how they made the conversion rates uneven numbers when that just made everything so much harder!) It's easy enough. Right, that should be enough fer a couple o' terms, we'll keep the rest safe for yeh." He says as he turns to look at Griphook. "Vault two hundred and twelve please." He asks the goblin, getting a nod as they get back into the cart. "And, can we go a little slower?" He asks, getting wicked grin from the goblin in response.

"One speed only." The goblin tells him, before they go flying back through the caves, the two eleven year olds whooping and hollering while Hagrid just tries not to throw up. Finally, they arrive at the vault that held John's money, and the goblin opened it. Now, it was not as splendid as Harry's, but it held a reasonable amount of money in it. The trio collects some money for John's stuff, before they get back into the cart, and head to vault seven hundred and thirteen. What surprised the boys was that there was no key hole, however, their unasked question is answered a minutes later as the goblin stops them in front of the door. "Stand back." He tells them, before running his finger down the door, making it melt away. "If anyone but a Gringotts goblin tried that, they'd be sucked through the door and stuck there." He tells them.

How often do you check to see if someone is stuck inside?" Harry asks the goblin.

"About once every ten years." Griphook replies with a rather nasty grin that sends shivers down both Harry and John's back.

I think that I'm going to stay away from Gringotts unless I'm taking out or depositing money. John says to Harry, getting a silent nod in agreement. The two expect for there to be something that is utterly priceless inside the vault for it to have that kind of protection, and are surprised by the single small pouch that's sitting on a pedestal in the middle of the room. The two share a look as Hagrid picks it up, but smartly don't ask anything as he places it in his pouch and walks back over to get into the cart.

"Come on, back into this infernal cart. And don't talk to me on the way back, it's best if I keep me mouth shut." He tells them, the two understanding the risk of what would happen, and not wanting to be in the range of what would happen.

The two walk back through Diagon Alley, now able to look around with the ability to buy what they see. But, Hagrid leads them towards one shop in particular first. "Might as well get yer uniforms." He tells them as he leads them to the shop called "Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions" Then he grimaces, and turns to look at the boys. "Listen, Harry, John, would yeh mind if I slipped off fer a pick-me-up in the Leaky Cauldron? I hate them Gringotts carts." He asks, making the two look at him a little more closely, and notice just how pale he was. They nod, though John tries to put it into Hagrid's mind that he shouldn't get anything with too much alcohol, having seen what it could do to you. Then, the two make their way inside the shop.

When they enter, they're greeted by a squat, smiling witch dressed in all mauve who must be Madam Malkin. "Hogwarts, dearies?" She asks, getting two nods in response. "Got the lot here – Another young man being fitted up just now, in fact." She says as she leads Harry over to get fitted, while she tells John to take a seat for a minute while she fits them. A couple minutes later, the kid from earlier leaves, and John is shown over to the stool where he had been standing. (AN: I made Draco leave first because I didn't understand in the book how he could have been there already, and yet Madam Malkin finished making Harry's robes first.) Then, another minute later as Madam Malkin is finishing up with Harry, Hagrid shows up holding three ice-creams to show that he couldn't enter the store. Harry leaves, and John follows a minute later.

They go around the Alley, picking up their materials for school, and talking about Hogwarts, until they reach Flourish and Blotts. Once they enter, John takes one look around, and Harry sees a familiar look in his friend's eyes. He sighs, before walking over to a seat a few chairs away from two adults as Hagrid goes over to pay for Harry's books. When he returns, John is nowhere to be seen, and Harry is just sitting in a chair as if waiting for something. "Harry, where'd John go?" Hagrid asks, getting a small smile and laugh from the boy-who-lived.

"He's around. You should see him every time he hears about a series that he likes getting another book placed in the public library. It usually takes a few minutes of me yelling at him in my head to actually get his attention.

"Yelling at him… In yer 'ead?" Hagrid asks in confusion, getting a look of confusion from Harry in response.

"Yeah, I mean, we figured when we were younger that it was just a super power, but now that we know we're wizards… We figured out that it's just magic." Harry says with a shrug, not noticing the look of surprise, and small bit of concern in Hagrid's eyes as he looks at the racks of books that John is no doubt looking through at the moment.

Meanwhile, with the boy in question, he was currently looking through the racks of books, making sure to keep an eye on his money so that he was certain he would have enough to pay for the materials, wand, and pet he'd need to get after this. As he turns a corner, he suddenly walks into someone, and falls to the ground. Hearing the person that he'd walked into drop their books they'd been carrying. They both push themselves off the floor with a groan of pain. "Ugh, sorry about that." John says.

"Huh? Oh, it's okay." Says the person that he'd walked into. He gathers up the books that they'd dropped, before standing back up to hand them their books. When he gets a better look at the person, he can see that it's an eleven year old girl with bushy brown hair, and a small smile. "Thanks for the help." She thanks him, not noticing the blush that has worked up in John's face since he'd never interacted with girls that much.

"Oh, uh, n-no problem." He replies, before picking up his own books. Noticing how their stacks were about equal height. And the girl apparently notices as well.

"Oh, do you like to read too?" She asks him, getting a nod in response. And then they go on to talk about the books that they had, as well as Hogwarts and what they were looking forwards to. Finally, after another half-hour, they reach the front of the store with two large stacks of books. After they pay, they say goodbye to each other, before going back to their respective groups. When he walks back over to Harry and Hagrid, he ignores Harry's knowing smirk sent his way.

So, John… Who was that? Harry asks through their mind link, this time John is not able to ignore his friend.

Hermione Granger… He replies, making Harry's smirk widen as John tries to hide the blush growing in his cheeks. Luckily, he's saved as they walk into another shop. A few minutes later, they walk out with two animals. Hagrid had gotten Harry a white owl named Hedwig, while he'd gotten John a ginger cat that the boy had named Simon. (S-ee-mOn: Kudos to all of you who understand the reference!) When asked why, he just replied with a smile and said, "I like the name". Finally, they only had to get their wands, and walked into a shop called "Olivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C." With a single wand on a purple cushion situated in the dusty window. When they walked in, the two boys could almost feel the magic that resided in the dust around the shop. While they look around, Hagrid walks over to a chair and takes a seat… Until they all hear a voice speak up from deeper in the shop.

"Good Afternoon." Says a soft voice, making almost everyone in the shop jump. The only one who didn't was John, who quickly turned around to face the direction the voice came in, and sees a fairly old man with wide pale eyes staring at them. As he sees this, he hears a smash behind him, and assumes that Hagrid had broken the chair he'd been sitting on. However, the old man hardly pays attention to them, and instead goes on to talk about Harry's parent's wand… And the wand that gave Harry his scar. Then, he notices Hagrid, and after him, he sees John. "Ah, John Prewett. Yes, you are someone that I did not expect to see here… Then again, you were assumed as dead the same day that your parents died, so no one expected you. You're father, why, his wand was twelve and a half inches long, dragon heartstring, made of willow. Very nice for charms, much like Potter's mother." He says, succeeding in making John a little uneasy. "But, we'll get to you in a moment. First, Mr. Potter, which is your wand arm?" He asks, and thus begins the search for Harry's wand.

After wand upon wand, Mr. Olivander finally stops at one in particular, and offers it to the boy. As soon as Harry touches the wand, John can feel something through their barrier. It felt the same as when Harry had done his accidental magic all those times before, but more focused. As Mr. Olivander starts to talk, Harry asks what's so "curious" to the man. And then they find out the truth. The same phoenix that gave the feather in Harry's wand gave but one more, that was used in the wand that gave Harry his scar. Needless to say, this unnerved everyone there, until it was time for John's wand.

"Now, Mr. Prewett. Which is your wand arm?" Mr. Olivander asks after Harry pays the man. John holds up his right arm, and Mr. Olivander nods as he starts to measure John. He measures John from shoulder to finger, wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, around his head, between his fingers, the length of said fingers, the size of his feet, and between his nostrils. As this happens, Mr. Olivander gives the boy the same speech that he gave Harry, before taking one box off the racks. "Try this Mr. Prewett, Yew and unicorn core, nine inches, quite bendy." He says, handing John the wand that the boy waves, feeling slightly foolish. However, not a second after he moves his hand, the wand is snatched, and he's given a new one. "Ebony and phoenix feather, nice and supple." Mr. Olivander tells him. John tries again, but it's snatched once again before he can even move it an inch.

They continue to try wands, and as they continue, John notices the boxes they're trying become similar. First, they all stay at twelve inches. Then, they stay the color of silver, meaning that it has a unicorn core. Finally, Mr. Olivander grabs one box, and takes the wand out. "Hawthorn with unicorn core, twelve inches, quite flexible. Go on and give it a flick." He tells the boy. When John does this, he first feels warmth in his fingers, and Harry smiles. Then, suddenly, John feels a quick, sharp pain in his head, and he gives off a yelp as he drops the wand. Mr. Olivander doesn't seem to notice this as he turns around and with a wave of his own wand, sends the boxes from earlier back into their places. "Very good Mr. Prewett, very good indeed… Oh, is something wrong?" He asks as he sees the boy rubbing his forehead.

"Huh? Oh, nothing. Just a slight headache." John waves it off as he picks up his wand, not understanding why he felt that pain when he'd waved the wand. He pays seven Galleons for the wand, and just before they walk out, they meet Hermione and her parents again. "Hey Hermione." John says with another slight blush.

"Hey John, did you just get your wand?" She asks, John nodding in response since he hardly trusted himself to speak at the moment. He had a feeling that her parents had an idea of what was going on though, since they seemed to share a secretive smile behind their daughter's back. After another minute of talking to one another, Hermione goes into Olivanders to get her own wand, and John walks off with Harry and Hagrid. The prior sniggering at his friend as the blush fails to go down as they walk away. The trio leaves Diagon Alley, and they hardly pay attention to the people gawping at Harry since he had an owl in a cage. John didn't get any, since Hagrid had told him to leave his stuff back at the leaky Cauldron for some reason. In fact, Harry seemed to be out of it for most of the time, and was only brought back when John started to prod him with his finger.

"Earth to Harry. Hello? Anyone there?" He asks, Harry shaking his head before he focuses on his friend in front of him. "A~~~nd he's back. Good, Hagrid said that we were gonna go and get something to eat before he sent you back to you family." He growls out the last part, "And then he's going to bring me to my aunt's place." He tells Harry, making Harry sag a little when he remembered that his friend wasn't going to be near him until they went to Hogwarts. John seems to notice this. "Hey, don't worry about it! I'll make sure to keep in contact with you for the rest of the summer. Granted, I have no idea where my aunt lives, but it should hopefully be in range." He says, getting a small smile from Harry in response. Then, the trio goes to a McDonalds, and Hagrid buys Harry a burger, while John gets the chicken mcnuggets. After a while, their conversation turns to what Harry is expecting of himself, but Hagrid and John successfully manage to give him some self-confidence, before he sends Harry off with his Hogwarts express ticket. Then, the giant of a man turns to John with a kind smile.

"Well John, are yeh ready to see yer family?" He asks, getting a large smile and nod from the boy in question, before they turn and start to walk away. Finally, they arrive back at the Leaky Cauldron, and Hagrid grabs some ash out of a pot next to the fireplace.

"Hagrid, what's that?" He asks the giant, making Hagrid smack his hand into his forehead.

"I keep forgetin' you an' Harry haven' grown up in the wizarding world. This 'ere is a floo. Yeh need to step in, and throw down the floo powder, while yellin' out the location yeh want to go." He tells John. "'ere, why don' you go first. Tha' way I can follow yeh if you end up in the wrong house." He tells John, not exactly making John have confidence in what's going to happen. As he takes a handful and steps into the fireplace, Hagrid speaks up again. "Now yeh just need teh say, "The Burrow", and yeh should appear at Molly's. Go one now." He says, making John give a nervous nod, before he takes a calming breath.

"The Burrow!" He exclaims, before throwing down the powder. The last thing he sees of the Leaky Cauldron is Hagrid holding all his stuff, and giving a small smile, before his sight is blocked by green flames.

Author's Note Part 2: Well guys, I think that was a rather good chapter, don't you? Now, as you can tell from the ending, I am going to have a full chapter on the whole "meeting John's family". However, it will most likely be one of the shortest, since I want to get to the school year, and it probably won't take that long to write out John meeting all the other Weasley's. As you can also see from this chapter, John has already started to have feelings for Hermione! Now, my reasoning behind this is the fact that John does not have that much practice in meeting new people. So for Harry, it was easy since they both had similar lives. But for Hermione, not only is she a girl, but he doesn't know what her life was like, so he can't connect with her as easily as he did Harry.

Now, I've noticed on the poll for this that A: Only five people have voted on it (at this time), and B: People are only voting for second and third year. So, I will probably be taking fourth year out of the choices, and people can choose either one, or both second and third year. I'd also like to say "good job!" to those of you who spotted my reference. Now, I think that's all I have to say for this chapter, so here are the reviews for the last one!

Orbitthesun:

Glad to see that you like it! I hope that I'll be able to keep you entertained as it continues!

war sage:

Well, as you can see above, I used a Pottermore account to find out John's wand. So, I didn't just come up with some random one.

Davycrockett100:

Thanks for the compliment!

Anime PJ:

Well, as you can see, the next chapter is going to be solely focused on his meeting his family. As for Fred and George… Well, let's just say that you'll have to wait to find out. But thanks for the idea since that's what I'll be doing!

As for your telling me this, thank you, and I'll probably go back to look it over when I'm about to post the second chapter.

Well, that's all I have to say. Thanks for taking the time out of your day to read this, and I hope to see you all next time!

(P.s. I'd like to say that I got the idea for the wand hurting John from the story "Fairy Tail" by Araceil. After all, I give credit where credit is due. If you've read their story, then you may understand why I made the wand hurt John. If not, then you'll just have to wait and see.)