Toujours Pur.

Chapter Ten.

Larissa Black, Diagon Alley 1965.

Day One: 31st August, 1965.

A much younger version of the woman Larissa had seen only a couple of weeks ago, was now stood in front of her, her voice sharp as she conversed intensely with Dumbledore, Larissa tuned out and let her eyes wander. She let them roam over the large extent of things Dumbledore had in his office, they bounced from book to book, across shelves of interesting looking gadgets and landed on a large bird. Her eyebrows raised slightly at it before Dumbledore caught her attention again.

"Larissa, how about you sleep in one of the Gryffindor dorms tonight, and then tomorrow you will join the first years at the welcoming feast to be sorted. We will give you some mone-"
Larissa cut the older man off "I have money." She deadpanned, as if it was the most obvious statement in the world.

He nodded before carrying on, "You will need to get yourself a uniform and the required equipment a student of Hogwarts would need. Your very welcome to use either my floo or apperate from Hogsmede to Diagon alley, I'm sure you've still got time to get everything." He smiled gently at her.

Larissa contemplated her options before deciding on the first. She stood gracefully before dusting off jeans. Although Wizarding clothes were beautifully made magically, Larissa decided she needed a trip somewhere else before she gathered her Wizarding gear. Stepping into the fireplace larissa's hands grasped a large amount of floo powder before she threw it down, the words "The Leaky Cauldron" passing through her lips.

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Larissa stepped out into the grimy looking pub, the witches and wizards who were lounging around day drinking haltered suddenly as the beautiful witch stepped out of the fireplace. She glared at the coldly, their eyes immediately diverting back to the bottom of their glasses.

The girl nodded politely at the bar tender as she moved across the room towards the entrance to muggle London. Larissa had mastered wandless magic along with many great talents during her long summers alone, as a result of this the door flew open dramatically as she approached it. Stepping out onto the cobbled street Larissa wasted no time before she apperated away to an alley close to Oxford street. She waited for around 5 minutes before a business man turned round the corner. She leant casually against the wall as he walked past, but soon pushed off it to freeze the man in place. She felt his eyes watching her as she located his pockets for his wallet. Pulling it out she slipped it up her sleeve, unfroze the muggle and obliviated him, sending him on his way down the alley.

Bending down and picking up a pebble she transfigured it into a beautiful looking black clutch bag, she quickly placed an undetectable extension charm and pulled out the black wallet Larissa shuffled through a large wad of notes, she smirked to herself; bingo. Pulling out her wand she muttered 'gemino' and the wad of money began to multiply significantly. After the much larger and now multiple wads of muggle money were placed securely in the clutch bag and under her arm as she stepped out onto Oxford street.

Larissa found that the shops that lined this certain stretch of Oxford street were in exactly the same place as they were in 1995. Her face remained like a mask, but her eyes gleamed up at the shining 'PRADA' sign. Stepping forward she let the doorman let her in, her back straightened and her chin raised . The young sales assistant approached her, a look of disgust on her face.

Before she could even open her mouth Larissa had removed her sunglasses and was looking down at the muggle.

'Look before you say something you'd regret, I plan to spend lots of money in here today' she paused for a moment before going on to say "so double whiskey on the rocks please."