When they arrived in London Azalea could not stop bouncing in her seat, her silky black curls bouncing as she did so. She could not stop her excitement of going to a society with other magical people. As well as learn a whole new culture, which she had always loved to do. When they parked the car and started walking, well she wasn't walking she was skipping, they started getting closer to a dingy tavern.
This is when the parents tried to pull away, though Azalea wouldn't give them the chance and was holding onto their hands tighter than she should have.
When they walked in the parents were actually very worried for their child's safety, this did not seem like the safest place for a child. Professor Snape however did not allow them to dwell on the cleanliness of the tavern and just continued walking to the back alley way. This is when even Azalea started to doubt that this wasn't the safest thing ever. She trusted the feeling deep inside that she could trust what was being said by this man that so severely needed to smile.
And oh was she happy to be right, when the bricks started to fall to an archway and they caught their first glimpse of the magical alley. All she could do was gape at the beauty that was Diagon Alley. The magic all around her is what she was missing her whole life, though she had no idea.
That is when the adults started to move, after about a minute of gaping. She trusted the adults she was with so she didn't actually look to see where they were headed, too busy looking around, especially at all the couples dressed in similar robes to her new Professor. She couldn't wait to see what the actual current fashion in the wizarding world was.
Gringotts Bank came into view and was the only thing she could look at now. She even decided to wave to the goblins out front that were guarding the entrance. They looked shocked but waved back at what they could see was a sweet little girl with her parents. When they walked in Azalea had her breath stolen from her again not only by the magic going around but the architecture that is Gringotts.
When she finally realized that they were at the tellers' stand, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment with being distracted by something they have seen every single day. She looked up and saw the goblins staring at her, with their own surprise at a child looking at the bank in wonder.
"This is a muggle family that has a muggleborn daughter that is wondering if they could not only open an account for their daughter but do an inheritance test. The girl does not believe that magic can just appear randomly in a child and that she had to have a magical relative," drawled Snape, not really showing any kindness.
"Please," Azalea then stated after words, shocked by how inconsiderate the Professor was being to the people of the bank. The goblin however was shocked by not only the kindness but the politeness the little girl showed to her. Many just act the way others do when they are in a new environment though that does not seem to be what the girl does.
"Yes, yes we have been trying to get the wizards to recommend an inheritance test for everyone even though they do not have a known volt to claim. Us goblins have had to tell them so many times magic is not stolen and the only reason they keep getting weaker is not because muggles are stealing their magic but because their magic won't awaken if they are to weak physically," the goblin seem to not realize they are mumbling that last part. The family however could clearly hear what the goblin had said. They decided not to say anything however not sure how to respond to what they perceived as a controversial comment.
"Please hurry this up, we do not have time for your mumbles goblin," snapped the Professor. This caused the family to gasp, shocked further by the hateful treatment.
"Of course follow me," when they got to a room however the goblin stopped, "just those related to the girl this is a private matter. You can wait out here sir." After the goblin snapped the last part you could tell that Snape wanted to say something but couldn't because of the innocent ears present.
The family entered the room with the goblin not entirely sure what to expect, they did not expect to see an office with another goblin sitting at the desk doing paperwork something so mundane.
"What is it this time, another family claiming to be related to a member of the Sacred 28, Dumbledore, oh let me guess Merlin," sneared the goblin behind the desk.
"No sir, we just want an inheritance test. I can not believe that magic all of the sudden showed up in my family though my parents have none." Azalea responded not wanting to give the impression that they were power hungry, last longer than that statement.
Both goblins were shocked by the kind response of the little girl. The goblin that escorted them already had some idea but the new one had none.
"Yes let's get straight to it then," stated the goblin after a few seconds, still shocked by the statement before. "All you have to do is prick your finger onto this piece of parchment. Make sure to let 3 drops and only 3 drops fall. The test will go back till your first magical relative. If you have none it will only go back 5 or so generations."
When she did the test she was happy to see it go back further than 5. It seemed the test also told you which of your relatives were magical because when she looked at the first name that was red instead of black other than hers she knew. She also couldn't help but ask the goblin the question of the name.
"Who is Myrddin Wyllt (Merthin Wilt)?" After she said this that is when all hell broke loose and the goblins started saying they needed to contact someone.
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