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Chapter 2

Diagon Alley

- Elina Springfield -

"Come along dearies, Diagon Alley waits for no one!" shouted Madam Sally.

Both Sayumi and I hurried towards our caretaker. As expected, with warrior training in her regimen, Sayumi swiftly passed by me, light on her feet as always. Rolling my eyes, I readjusted my backpack before I quickened my pace.

"Show off," I muttered under my breath as I caught up just behind her.

Sayumi glanced back at me, the corner of her mouth twitched as she eyed me with faint amusement. Though no one could tell, she really has changed throughout our time together in the orphanage, not by much though, just a little. Nobody dared to talk to her in the orphanage, not that she cared. Even I was scared of her at first. Her cold nonchalant expressions were difficult to read. Now here we are, passing by the Leaky Cauldron on the way to Diagon Alley to buy our textbooks and materials for the school year at Hogwarts, together.

Halting before the brick wall, Madam Sally took out her wand and began to tap in an anticlockwise motion on the bricks. No sooner had she finished, the bricks began to tremble then began to recede from the middle forming a large archway leading to Diagon Alley.

I often came to Diagon Alley with my parents. It was exciting visiting it around the middle of summer before the school term began. I often hoped that the years will fly by faster as I peered into various shops looking at all the excited faces as they purchased their first wand or their robes. But this very moment, if I could, I would turn back the clock and treasure the time together with parents more.

"Stay close now... We wouldn't want to get lost now would we?" Madam Sally said as she placed both hands on our shoulders as she guided us through the bustling alley filled with shoppers going about their usual morning.

I couldn't see much with people towering over me, but it would be hard to avoid the huge building that was Gringotts, which was just a few steps away.

Entering through both doors, we walked past some goblins, some I'd seen before while others were new, as we passed, toward the counter where a peculiar goblin was shaking his quill at the other next to him, looking rather peevish. Goblins rarely looked away from their work, utter concentration focused on weighing their jewels and gold.

Once we reached the counter, Madam Sally cleared her throat loudly eliciting a look from the disgruntled goblin.

"We've come for Elina Springfield's vault," said Madam Sally as she placed my key on the counter.

He looked at his papers briefly before calling out to another goblin to escort us to my vault. The trip was mainly uneventful save for a slight encounter with sphinx which nearly skewered us with its feathers.

We exited the bank, with small bags of galleons and knuts in my pockets. Madam Sally turned to us and gave Sayumi her own bag of money. She explained she'd kept it for safekeeping and that it had come along with the letter. Turning to Sayumi, I gave a questioning look.

"What letter?"

"Just a letter," she dismissed.

I found it odd that she never said anything about it but I thought nothing more of it when we ventured for Madam Malkin's Robes of All Occasions to get our school robes. However, it was fully occupied with customers taking their measurements so we decided to leave the robes for last.

"Oh dear me! I nearly forgot that I have business to tend to about the orphanage, so both of you just check the things of your list and after you've finished just wait in front of the sweets shop

for me. Be sure to remain wary of pickpockets!" Madam Sally quickly said and left both of us to finish our shopping.

Just down the street was Ollivanders. Mum and Dad used to visit the shop frequently mostly because they needed maintenance on their wands, being vigilant as they were. Though since Graeme, Ollivander's son had inherited the business his craftsmanship could not compare with Ollivanders, as my father described. I skipped happily with the thoughts of getting my very first wand.

Sayumi and I entered the wand shop, welcomed with whiffs of old parchment and a hints of oak. Old man Graeme entered from the back greeting us with a warm but strangely cryptic smile.

"Ah, how nice to see you again Ms Springfield. Last I saw you, you were just a babe, how you've grown... Here for your very first wand I presume?"

Returning his smile with one of my own, I nodded before turning to Sayumi.

"Yes, so this is my friend Sayumi-"

"Ahh yes.. welcome to Ollivanders." Graeme said cutting me off.

"I heard about from Sally. You are exactly as she described,"

Sayumi nodded in silence before resuming to study her surroundings.

Once Graeme finished measuring my wand arm, he led us to the counter where he proceeded to pick out a withered box, placing it on the counter. Removing the wand from its box, he held it out to me. When my hand grasped the wand, my hair stood on end as I gave it a flick which resulted in a flurry of sparks flying from the tip.

" 10 ½" with Unicorn hair enclosed in willow, pliable and excellent for Charms. Much like your mother. "

My mother... It was bitter-sweet, many said I took after her.

Turning to Sayumi, he measured her next before returning to the shelves shifting the boxes until he found a box which was adorned with a red dragon. Opening it, he took out the wand which had been encased in velvet.

"9 ½ " with Unicorn hair in chestnut bark, sturdy but light. Try this,"

Sayumi did so, waving it but the result was rather unexpected. The wind picked up till the parchment papers were streaming throughout the room as if they were putting on a performance for us. Almost immediately, Graeme waved his wand to which wind died down.

"Well, definitely not that," Graeme mumbled as he furrowed his brow.

Digging deeper through the shelves, he picked another box which contained a slim but sturdy wand, Looking at Sayumi with a hint of curiosity in his eyes he placed the wand in her hand.

Sayumi twisted her wrist with a flick and warmth filled the room as sparks of red and orange flew from her wand.

"9 ½" with Dragon Heartstring-"

"In Plum Blossom Bark" Sayumi stated, cutting him off.

Graeme raised his brow as she looked at her questionably.

"The scent," Sayumi said as she placed the wand back on it's box, not even glancing at the old man.

"Sorry?"

"The wand had a faint scent of Plum Blossoms,"

"Sal did say that you were an exceptional and unique girl."

Graeme smiled at her with a twinkle in his eye and then wrapped up both boxes in separate parchment paper.

When we finished paying for our wands, we proceed to the bookstore. Of course, I didn't expect my clumsiness to catch up with me as I crashed into a tall figure dropping my things in the process. Looking up to apologize, my voice caught in my throat as I was looking into pair of green eyes before moving upwards to stare at the all too familiar lightning bolt scar engraved in his forehead barely hidden beneath his bangs. The newspapers didn't do him justice, unlike his stoic demeanor in the papers, Harry Potter was smiling apologetically in an almost humble manner. It almost made me think he was just an average person on the street.

"I'm sorry, here let me help you." he said, bending down to grab a few of my books for me.

Breaking out of my reverie, my cheeks heated in embarrassment as I insisted that I could do it myself and that he had nothing to apologise for. I scrambled to grab my things while he passed my other books to me. Stuttering another apology and thanks for his help I hurried off after Sayumi. I could hardly contain my excitement as I recounted the events to her.

Rolling her eyes, she nodded continuously as I droll on about his great achievements until something caught her eye behind me. I turned around to see a dark-haired boy who looked a little over our age running toward us with my Transfiguration book in hand.

"You dropped this." he said stopping in front of us holding out the book with a grin. I thanked him politely as I took it.

He looked like miniature copy of Harry, except for his chocolate-brown eyes. As I stood there awkwardly staring at him until I heard Sayumi cough beside me.

"Um... Thank you, my name's Elina and this is Sayumi." I said gesturing to Sayumi next to me. She gave me a look to say this wasn't what she meant.

Ignoring the glare behind me, I continued.

"And you are?"

The boy grinned mischievously before reaching a hand out.

" James Potter."