❝ 𝘽𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙋𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. ❞
Calysta Potter had it all; the looks, the fame, the brain, the popularity... And so did Draco Malfoy. When you combine two o...
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Calysta's jaw dropped in amazement, as a wonderful sight greeted her eyes, as she stepped through the archway, which shrunk back into a solid wall.
Letting go of Hagrid, she instantly gasped, looking all around her. Shops with strange names peeped back at her, and she struggled to take it all in. Her fingers buzzed with electricity, just itching to go into each and every one of those shops to have a look.
There were stores for cauldrons, and an Apothecary, and there was a pet store too. She was so busy looking at the view around her, she wasn't looking at the front of her, where a tall, white building that towered over all the other tiny shops.
"Gringotts," said Hagrid.
On either side of it's emblazoned bronze doors, stood a shorter man, with a pointed nose, dressed in scarlet and gold uniform.
"Is that—" began Calysta.
"Yeah, that's a goblin," Hagrid said quietly.
There was a strange poem engraved into the next pair of silver doors, which Calysta read with interest. As they entered, the goblins bowed down to them, and they found themselves in a vast, marble hall.
Hundreds of goblins stood on high stools behind a long counter, weighing coins in brass scales and scribbling things on parchment, all using feather quills.
"Morning," Hagrid spotted a free goblin. "We've come ter take some money outta the Potters' safe."
"You have the key, Sir?"
"Got it here somewhere," muttered Hagrid, emptying out his pockets on the counter.
"Got it," he commented, holding up the tiny, golden key, which the goblin scrutinized closely.
"Seems to be in order."
"An' I've also got a letter from Professor Dumbledore," said Hagrid proudly, puffing out his chest importantly. "It's about the You-Know-What is fault seven hundred and thirteen."
The goblin read the letter several times before handing it back to Hagrid.
"Very well, I will have someone take you down to both vaults. Griphook!" he called.
Griphook was another goblin. After Hagrid crammed the components of his pocket back inside, he and the twins followed Griphook toward one of the doors leading off the hall.
"What's the You Know What?" Calysta whispered, her hazel, doe eyes wide and innocently looking up at Hagrid.
"Can't tell yeh that," said Hagrid mysteriously. "Very secret, Hogwarts business. Dumbledore trusted me. More'n my job's worth ter tell yeh that."
