Power and Persecution [1] || Harry Potter x OC x Draco Malfoy

2. The Wand Chooses the Wizard

DISCLAIMER

I do not own Harry Potter ... but if I did Draco would've had more screen time

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Dumbledore and Bel had been travelling through the streets of London for what seemed like an eternity.

Bel relentlessly asked question after question to which she was only met with the same answer.

"All will become clear ... with time."

After that answer had been given for the twentieth time, she realized asking questions was a waste of breath.

Eventually, they reached a small alleyway which was boarded off to others by a spell which made it look like a brick wall.

Just another thing that made Bel excited for the world she was stepping into.

But Dumbledore had been right when he said there was more to come.

The old wizard pulled out a thin piece of wood that Bel could only assume was a wand and tapped it gently on one of the bricks of the wall at the opposite end of the alleyway.

Suddenly, the bricks started to move around before her eyes.

They settled, creating an opening to a bustling town.

Bel took in the dazzling sight before her with straggled breaths.

There were people dressed in all sorts of whimsical colours and outfits.

There were stores filled with objects Bel could only dream up.

There were owls and other creatures flying and roaming the street.

There were buildings that were built on funny angles giving the impression that they were about to topple over.

"Where are we?" Bel finally managed to breathe out as she followed Dumbledore through the street.

"This is Diagon Alley. Here you will find all the things you will need for starting at Hogwarts. Uniform, books, ingredients for potions and, of course, a wand."

"I get to have a wand?" Bel asked in disbelief.

"Naturally. Using wandless magic is not going to get you through school. Despite it being advanced, a wand will be able to deliver much greater depths of magic."

Bel had taken a quick notice to a handful of people wishing Dumbledore a good day. Clearly, people knew who he was.

On their walk over, Dumbledore had explained he was, in fact, the headmaster of the school she was to be attending.

It was slightly unnerving to be shown around by the headmaster himself, but she thought nothing of it.

Like he had told her, she was tricky to get a hold of. She had been moving around a lot since the first orphanage she was brought too.

But as they passed shop after shop, something became apparent.

This world was similar to the regular world in quite a few ways.

And one of those was money.

Nothing was going to be free.

"Sir, I have a bit of pocket money I saved up from doing chores, but I doubt it will be enough to acquire all of these things", Bel voiced.

"You won't have to worry about that for two reasons. Firstly, your parents left you their inheritance in their will. A very handsome one I might add. Secondly, muggle money will be of no use here in Diagon Alley", Dumbledore replied from her side as they dodged through the crowd of people swarming the street.