AN: Hullo peoples! I'm baaaaaaaaaaaack! *hides behind little brother* I'm really super duper sorry that I didn't update…my excuse is homework and tests. You know, the usual. Time to answer reviews:
Guest: Well, this is after Harry and Ginny have kids, so James has graduated, Albus is in his 7th year, and Lily is in her 5th year.
SB- Potterhead Budgie Lover: Aww! Thanks!
Qoheleth - London's backstory is in this chapter, as well as the reason for her middle name.
AmiliaKnisely - Ha. I laugh at your pain.
(Look at the AN at the bottom of chapter!)
Mom, Dad, and I would have scoured London for hours, if I hadn't just looken it up on Google.
"HA! The power of technology!" I said, raising my Apple computer in the air and walking around them.
"Whatever." Mom huffed. I smirked.
"Let's just go call a taxi." Dad said.
We went outside the house and Dad called the taxi. After we climbed in, Mom gave the address to the taxi driver.
So we drove and drove and drove FOREVER, until we got near the Leaky Cauldron. We were dropped off on a curb because, well, it would look pretty suspicious if you were dropped off at a pretty beat up pub.
So, as we climbed out, Dad gave him 13 bucks, and as soon as the driver had the money clenched in his hand, he drove off, leaving us in smoke from the exhaust pipe. I coughed a couple of times, and then dusted myself off.
"Why you gotta be so rude." I sang under my breath.
"Come on. Let's go." Mom grumbled.
So off we went towards the beat up pub. Dad pulled the door open and noise flowed from the open door. We all shared a glance and walked into The Leaky Cauldron. It quieted down for a second, then it rose back up again.
"Come on!" I said over my shoulder as I dragged my parents to the back of the room. I performed the code on the brick wall, and it opened to the most wondrous sight ever.
Diagon Alley.
There were witches and wizards bustling about in the shops that lined the busy streets.
"Alright," I began. "It says that I need…"
"Uniform
Three Sets of Plain Work Robes (Black)
One Plain Pointed Hat (Black) for day wear
One Pair of Protective Gloves (dragon hide or similar)
One Winter Cloak (Black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all student's clothes should carry name-tags at all times.
Books
The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 1 by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble
Other Equipment
1 Wand
1 Cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set of glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set of brass scales
Students may also bring an Owl, a Cat or a Toad.[1]
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS."
"Well, that's a lot of stuff…" Dad's voice trailed off.
"Well," Mom said. "We'll buy anything our little witch needs." She pinched my cheek.
"Mooooooooooooooom!" I whined. "Stop iiiiiiiiiiit. You're embarrassing me!"
"Good. It's what us parents do." she said with a smile. I just motioned for them to follow me to Gringotts
Once we entered the huge bank, I marched up to the closest goblin.
"I would like to make an exchange please. American money for galleons, sickles, and knuts." I stated clearly.
The goblin, whose name was Ragnok, leaned forwards. "And who, are you?" he said in his scratchy voice.
"London Sorrow Moon."
"Do you have a vault here?"
"If I did, then why would I be asking?" I said sarcastically. Dad lightly whacked me on the head.
"Be nice." Dad whispered.
"Would you like to establish a vault here?" Ragnok asked.
"Yes please." Mom said gratefully.
Ragnok disappeared from behind the tall desk to get us keys. Well, not disappeared, because all he did was get off his stool. After a few minutes of waiting, Ragnok appeared again, but this time with 3 keys.
"Vault 394. And you said you wanted to make an exchange?" Ragnok said.
"Yes. We have…" Dad trailed off and looked at Mom, since she was a lawyer and was good at counting money.
"10,573 American dollars please." Mom stated clearly, putting the stack of money on the pedestal
Ragnok's eyes widened in surprise. "Okay." He wrote something on a little piece of scrap paper, and waved a hand at it. And it disappeared. Just like *snaps fingers* that.
Then we waited for a while. We just stood there, until the paper magically appeared again on his desk thing.
"Would you like to make an extraction?" Ragnok practically growled.
"Well, yeah, duh." I said sarcastically. Mom whacked me on the head again.
"Owwww." I muttered under my breath.
AN: I'M REALLY REALLY SORRY that I didn't put in the part about how she got her middle name and stuff. I just wanted to get this chapter out there because I've waited for weeks to get it done. I PROMISE that I'll have the name part and the backstory in the next chapter and something you wouldn't expect, soooooooooooooooo bye!
P.S. Digital cookies for anyone who stayed with this story and my bad posting skills. (::) (::) (::)