Her Power | Discontinued

Diagon Alley

Hagrid grinned at mine and Harry's astonished faces. He ushered us through excitedly and the three of us stepped through the giant, stone archway. I glanced over my shoulder and watched as the archway became a solid brick wall again. Turning back around, my jaw dropped slightly as I looked at all the shops around me. The sight was less glamorous than muggle London but, in my opinion, it was far more interesting and impressive. My attention went to the nearest shop that was directly in front of us. It was a dark green wooden building that had a funny shaped roof. On top of the building, there were three chimneys, all with thick smoke pouring out the top of them.

"I haven't been in a coma for the past week, have I?" I asked, her eyes wide as I took everything in. Old cauldrons from fairy tales sat piled up outside the first shop I saw, and next to that I saw a potions shop. Like, real life potions, that sparkled and bubbled even through the bottle.

"No, I'm afraid this is all quite real," Hagrid said with a hint of amusement.

My eyes went to the golden letters that were plastered above the shop door.

"Cauldrons-All sizes-Copper, Brass, Pewter, Silver-Self-Stirring. Collapsible..."

"Yeah, you'll be needing one of them, but we have to get your money first," Hagrid said seeing where was looking. nodded and Hagrid started walking. Harry and started to follow Hagrid, walking past all the shops.

"Eyelop's Owl Emporium, Quality Quidditch Supplies, Flourish and Blotts, Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions," whispered out loud to myself, reading the signs outside of the shops. Meanwhile, Harry was too occupied with reading the equipment list. The sight made me smile in relief, hadn't brought mine. I had barely even looked at the equipment we needed, maybe Harry would let me have a look at his.

"Professor Snape, Olivia." Hagrid said turning towards a dark, greasy haired man.

"Come here Grey" the man said in a monotone voice.

"But-" "No buts, let's go!" he said sternly, so I found myself walking towards the human embodiment of a bat.

3rd person POV:

Olivia and Snape went to the Wizarding bank, Gringotts. A snow- white building towering over the little shops, with matching white stairs and burnished brown doors. The building had a small inscription that, as Olivia got close, she could finally read:

Enter, stranger, but take heed

Of what awaits the sin of greed,

For those who take, but do not earn,

Must pay most dearly in their turn.

So if you seek beneath our floors,

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned, beware

Of finding more than treasure there.

A very small and portly creature came inside the bank, having a swarthy, clever face and a pointed beard. He bowed as they walked inside, and Olivia copied Snape's response of a nod to the creature.

"Is that?" Olivia said. "I am not evening going to guess. Can you tell me the name, Professor Snape?"

"A Goblin, all the employees here are Goblins," He said, his slow pace never wavering as they came upon a large and high desk at the very end. He swiftly took something out of his robe pocket and laid it on the desk. A key. "Possessive creatures. Yes, we are here to acquire money from Miss Olivia Grey's vault. Allor, Vault 912"