I wake up the next morning to complete darkness in the room. I sit up in bed to see that the blinds are drawn and the door's shut.
"What in the world is going on?" I wonder as I walk toward the door. As I slowly walk down the steps, I hear someone arguing.
"You will allow her to leave here. That was our agreement on the day I came." The unfamiliar male voice says in a stern voice. I hear something slam and break.
"You will not take her from me!" My father shouts in an angry voice. My body flinches automatically at the memory of just how bad the nights get when my father gets mad at me.
"You have no say in the matter. Her life belongs to me." The male voice says in a terrifying tone.
"You can't do this." My father's voice says in a pleading tone. My eyes widen as I hear something hit the ground.
"I can, and I am." The male voice says in a stern tone. "Now, abou-" He stops suddenly, and I hear footsteps heading toward me. I quickly spin around, and run up the steps before he can catch me.
*What in the world is going on…* I wonder as I collapse against the bed. I hear someone knock on the door. I spin around so I'm sitting, facing the door. It opens, revealing a complete stranger.
"Come with me, girl." The guy says, motioning for me to come toward him. I flinch away. He turns toward my father. "What the fuck did you do to her?" He questions in an angry voice. I look toward him with confusion as to why someone would actually want to help me.
"Don't worry about it. Now…" My father turns toward me. "Go with him, Salazar." He commands. I lower my head in surrender as I walk toward the stranger. He takes a strange stick out of his pocket, causing me to stop momentarily.
"Come. I will not harm you." He says, motioning me forward. I continue to walk as he flicks his stick. I turn when I hear things moving behind me. What I see takes my breath away.
"What…" I whisper before going silent again. He looks at my expression with one of worry.
"Do not be afraid, young one. I am merely collecting everything that belongs to you." He says as everything flies into a truck that had somehow appeared in the room. I watch as the last of my belongings fly within, only filling the trunk 1/5 of the way full. "Wow…you really don't own much, do you?" He asks, inspecting the truck. I shake my head. "Well, no matter." He flicks his stick again, causing the trunk to slam shut, and disappear in a puff of smoke.
"Where…" I whisper, looking at the spot the trunk had been in with confused eyes. He merely smiles down at me.
"It went to your new room." He says as he turns toward my father. "Now. I shall expect for you to supply the funds for her schooling supplies." The guy says with a stern look. My father merely nods, and hands over a pouch full of…something. The guy takes it before wrapping an arm around my waist, causing me to flinch again. He looks down at me with sympathetic eyes before flicking his stick once again. The two of us disappear.
"We are here." He says after a moment of nothing. I slowly open my eyes to see that we're in a strange place.
"Where are we?" I ask as I look around the alley.
"This is Diagon Alley. This is where we will get your school books and other supplies for your schooling." The guy says, motioning around the area. My eyes widen.
"What is this…schooling?" I ask, looking up at him. He looks at me in surprise.
"You do not even know what schooling is?" He asks. I shake my head. He sighs, only to stop when I flinch. "Schooling is where you go to learn. In this case, it is to learn how to be a good witch." He says. I look up at him in confusion.
"A…witch?" I ask. He nods.
"That's where you can use magic to do lots of stuff." He says, smiling. I'm quiet for a moment before my eyes widen.
"Like what you did back home." I say. He nods. "Cool!" I say with a sliver of a smile on my face. He smiles also at seeing my smile for the first time.
"Well, shall we?" He asks, motioning me toward the nearest shop.
"What is this?" I ask as I pick up one of the strange sticks that are littering the whole shop.
"These are wands. We use them to control our magic." He says, pulling out his wand. "Every witch or wizard has one." He says. I smile in understanding.
"Ah. I thought I had heard someone." A male voice says. I squeak, and run behind the guy. He sighs as he covers my face with his cloak. "What is wrong with her?" The new guy asks.
"She's scared of men." He says, shaking his head. The new guy looks at me hiding underneath the guys' cloak.
"Well, then this must be Miss Salazar." The new guy says with a smile. The other guy nods. "Well, shall we see if we can find a wand that takes a liking to you?" The new guy asks, raising an eyebrow. I look out of underneath the guy's cloak for a moment before slowly coming out. The new guy smiles down at me. "Now, let us see what we have here…" He says as he picks up three or four boxes from the back of the counter, and brings them forward. I take a step closer, not thinking of what I'm doing. He smiles slightly as he holds out one of the sticks…no, wands. "Here you go." He says. I take it.
"You have to wave it." The guy says from behind me. I look back at him before turning forward again, and waving it. My eyes widen when one of his ears starts on fire.
"Guess that's not the one for you." He says with a smile as I hand him back the wand. We continue this for nearly ten minutes before he sighs. "Well, lets see now…I wonder what kind of wand is right for you…I've tried all the muggle born ones…" The new guy says. The guy behind me takes a step forward, and jumps over the desk. He walks back through the rows of wands, leaving me there with the new guy.
"Um…sorry for asking…but what's you name?" I ask in a quiet voice. He looks at me in surprise.
"I am so sorry, Miss Salazar. I completely forgot to introduce myself. I am Olivander, the wand maker." He says, bowing at the waist. I look at him in surprise.
"You can call me Salazar. I'm really not that important that you need to call me by Miss." I say, smiling slightly. We both turn when the guy comes back, carrying a slightly old looking box. He takes the wand out of it, and goes to hand it to me.
"What are you doing! That's for a pure blood!" Olivander says, going to take the wand back. The guy glares at him, causing Olivander to take a step back in surprise.
"Try it, Salazar." He says, smiling down at me. I take the wand, only to have a strange black aura come out of the spot that my hand is holding the wand. Both of them watch with complete surprise.
"Wow…this is the first time I've ever seen something like this…" Olivander says with wide eyes. I look at the two of them in confusion.
"What's so special about it?" I ask in a confused voice. Olivander turns away from me as the guy walks forward. He takes out six of the strange gold coins in the bag, and lays them on the counter.
"Well, we shall be heading out." He says as he leads me out of the shop. He tosses me the box that the wand had been in, and looks over his shoulder at me. "Put the wand in there. The last thing we need is for someone to see you with that wand." He says. I quickly wrap the wand up, and stick it in the bag that he also throws at me. "You'll need that bag for the rest of the items that we're going to get as well." He says as he leads me toward the next store.
We continue until the bag is completely full…well, until it should have been filled up. About half way through the shopping trip, I noticed that the bag sort of absorbs things without actually filling up, but when you go to grab something out of it, the item instantly comes to your hand. It's kind of interesting to play with, actually.
"Well, I believe it is time for us to go to the train station. Oh, and don't worry. You can keep that bag. It was a gift from your mother." He says with a smile on his face. My eyes widen.
"My…mother? You knew my…mother?" I ask, completely surprised. He merely nods.
"Of course I know your mother." He says with a smile. I look at him in confusion before he stands up, and turns. "Shall we?" He asks, looking over his shoulder at me. I nod, and follow him toward this train station.