Chapter 3.
After our journey, we finally arrived at Diagon Ally. Ayah had to fix her hair, tying them into pigtails (A.N. butt in du goffic wy). My golden hair flowed, perfectly untouched by the airflow created by Hagrid's bike. I separated from the others and began to look around, it was beautiful. The soft evening light made the crystal chandeliers in the potion shop glimmer. I breathe in the fresh scent of bread from the bakery across the road. I twirled around letting my long arms extend, my shoes scraping against the cool, cobblestone street.
Spin, spin, spin, CRAASH! My palms smack against a warm-fleshed innocent. The pale girl collapses onto the ground below me like the peasant she is, and I scowl down at my lesser.
"Awfully sorry about that, I was watching the Wrack spurts above your head." The young girl's silvery blonde hair was now streaked with mud from where she had fallen. I offered my gentle, slender hand to my dazed victim. She grips it gratefully, and rises to her feet. "My name is Luna", her voice chimes, "and who might you be?"
"I'm Arya, are you a student of Hogwarts as well?" My even chimer voice asks sweetly.
"Yes, I'm so glad there will be more students there! I must finish my shopping, but I'll see you there!
With that Luna departs into Flourish and Blotts, the jangling of the bell on the door shut off behind her.
I continued down the pathway, until I came upon Olivanders Wand Shop. My heart fluttered through my chest and I felt my breathing quicken, I shove myself against the door and breathe in the scent of old leather and wood polish.
(A.N. soz da chap sooooo shot, xtra speshal nxt tim!)