I was standing in the beautiful halls of Gringotts, my heir ring on my right hand, hidden behind a barrier. I walked over to the goblin tellers and waited for the goblin to notice me. When he looked up I greeted him in the formal style goblins used when not speaking goblin language. Then I requested a trip to my trust vault.
After leaving Gringotts I decided to go to Madam Malkins shop first. There was already a boy in there when I arrived. A boy with short platinum blond hair slicked back and grey eyes. I knew by looking at him that he was a Malfoy.
He saw me enter and looked me over. I was suddenly glad to have my scar invisible beneath the slight glamour charm I had, only hiding things that would usually be really obvious like my too-famous-scar and my heir ring.
He started talking to me, asking if I was starting at Hogwarts. Then before I had the chance to answer, he was saying that it was his first year. Then he asked what house I thought I'd be in.
"Well nobody really knows what house they'll be in do they?" I replied. He stopped short, a thoughtful look on his face, yet he somehow kept the pureblood aristocratic expression.
"I suppose not. But I know I'll be in Slytherin. My whole family's been in there. After all it is the best house." He replied.
"Well, if I could choose I'd go to Slytherin. I certainly don't want Gryffindor." I answered honestly. I wouldn't want to be in Gryffindor. It would be too easy to be manipulated by Dumbledore.
"I agree. If I got Gryffindor or Hufflepuff I'd leave. Names Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. Whats yours?"
I was just about to answer when the door to the shop opened and in came a regal looking woman with black hair with platinum blond stripes.
"Are you finished Draco? We have much more to do."
"Yes mother. " He replied, before turning to face me. "I'll see you on the train."
"Yes. I'll save a spot for you. " I replied. Then he turned and followed his mother out the shop.
Once he left, it only took half an hour for Madam Malkin to make my Hogwarts Uniforms. I carried the bag to Gringotts and was sent to Nagnok.
He offered to keep my things as I continued shopping. Before leaving I asked him I could get a portkey made that I could use to go between Kings Cross and my aunts house. He told me that he'd have it ready by the time I was finished.
I left Gringotts and went to Amanuensis Quills to pick up some new quills and a few bottles of ink. Then I went to the Apothecary for a set of glass phials, before finally setting my sights to my final stop, Ollivanders wand shop.
It took a long while, and many discarded wands, before I finally found the right wand. Holly and Phoenix Feather. The brother wand of Voldemorts wand. The old wand maker was a bit creepy, talking about how 'curious' it was that I ended up with the wand that shared cores with the wand of the Dark Lord everyone believes I destroyed.
I walked back to Gringotts and grabbed my bags from Nagnoks office. He handed me a silver pendant; the portkey I asked for. He told me that it would take me to a small dark side alley near the muggle entrance to Kings Cross. I would have to use the woods near Privet Drive as the portkey zone, away from prying eyes. He told me that goblin portkeys aren't detectable by the Ministry.
He warned me to keep an eye out for anyone mumbling about muggles, and he told me where the platform was and how to get through.
With that I used my Gringotts portkey to take me home. It was already lunch by the time I appeared in the entryway of my home. I moved all of my school supplies into the storage closet for the time being and went into the kitchen for a quick lunch before heading to the potions lab to work on the forgetfulness potion I had begun to brew.
After removing the potion and bottling in and one of my old phials, I went back upstairs to practice a few levitation spells while putting my school supplies into my school trunk Tippy got me for my birthday today. It would be a good time to try out my wand.
The trunk had different compartments. One for my uniforms and muggle outfits, one for my school books, a special compartment for my potions supplies and my quills and ink, that has an anti spill and anti breaking ward on it. Then there was a divider compartment to file my homework and unused parchment in.
After that I decided to go flying for a while and thought about what things in Hogwarts would be like.
As much as I would miss sleeping in my own bed and staying in my home of the past 7 years, I couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts. Before I would even know it, it would be time to board the Hogwarts express.
After a while I grew tired of flying around, I decided to take a look at my parents journals. Specifically for how they felt when it was finally time to go to Hogwarts. My father had only wrote about how excited he was to go to Hogwarts. He wanted to start a group of pranksters. He had several ideas he wanted to try out.
My mothers journal was different. Due to being raised in the muggle world, she had never heard of Hogwarts.
'Today I got the strangest letter. The letter said that I was a witch! I know Sev said I was a witch, but I didn't really believe it until now. How could you when everything you know tells you that magic only happens in fairy tales and isn't real? To imagine that things that happened in stories like Sleeping Beauty (Sev said that the curse in the story was actually a potion called Draught of Living Death, and that the Prince who woke her didn't kiss her, but merely gave her the antidote), and Cinderella could actually happen?
Now I get to go to a special school where I can learn magic! I can't wait to see the castle! Sev told me all about the houses (the houses are where you stay while you are there. You can earn points for your house, and your housemates are like your family) and the classes where you can learn different things.
Tuney is so jealous though. Sev and I found out that she had written to the Headmaster, begging to be accepted into the school. She wanted to learn magic too. The Headmaster replied and politely explained that she wasn't born with magic and so she could not come with me.
I am sitting on the Hogwarts express right now thinking about how my life has changed since I got my letter.
When I was about to get on the train I tried to talk to my older sister, but she wouldn't let me speak.
"That's where you're going! A special school for freaks. You and that Snape boy . . . weirdos, that's what you two are. It's good that you're being separated from normal people. It's for our safety." She spat at me, angry and jealous.
I ended up boarding the train with tears in my eyes.'
So, my 'Aunt' Petunia hated all things magical simply because she could not go to Hogwarts like my mother. She hated me and my parents due to misplaced jealousy. Its not our fault that we have magic and she doesn't.
I continued reading my mums journal clear up to just after I was born. She talked about a prophecy that spoke of a boy born at the end of July who would be the only person who could vanquish the Voldemort.
While the prophecy was specific on who the boy would be, apparently there were two possible children. At least up to the point where these journals ended.
The criteria was that a boy would be born at end of July, and the parents have fought against Voldemort 3 times and survived. According to my mothers journal, only two families fit that description. We were one of them.
The other were the Longbottom family. My parents were friends with a Frank and Alice Longbottom. Alice was due to have a baby boy at around the same time I was born. Neville was the boys name.
After Voldemort attacked the prophecy became clear. I am the one who must fight him.
It went on to say that she had finally gotten my father to agree with her on my magical guardian. He wanted to have Dumbledore as my magical guardian but mum didn't trust him anymore. I think the last straw had something to do with how she found out about the prophecy.
Apparently he came on a bit too strong with the urgency of the prophecy. She had the feeling that he was planning something. Something that had to do with me but didn't include them. She had a gut feeling that the Headmaster would try to use me as a weapon.
It took her a while to convince my dad, but he eventually put the pieces together. They eventually decided that if anything happened to them that a man named Severus Snape was to be my magical Guardian.
I knew that I had to tell Nagnok. He told me that my parents had made Albus Dumbledore my magical guardian. Thats why he was able to send me to the Dursleys ten years ago.
I walked to the entry way, holding the Gringotts portkey and vanished with a pop.