Harry Potter and the Secret Inheritance

Chapter 7

Adriane stepped out of the bank, relishing the fact that no one was looking at her—well, besides most of the males and some of the females—but it wasn't because she was the Girl-Who-Lived—er, Boy-Who-Lived; it was because she was a beautiful young lady that no one had seen before today.

Adriane decided that the first thing she was going to do was some shopping in Muggle London, so she walked through the Leaky Cauldron and called a taxi. She had to wait for ten minutes, but when it got there, she got in.

After instructing the driver to take her to the nearest shopping center, she sat back and waited. It took around twenty minutes this time to get to a shopping center. After paying the man who had driven her, she walked inside.

She walked around looking for a clothing store and, walking into the first one she could find, she started browsing the clothing. She must've looked a little lost because one of the sales ladies came up to her, "Hello, do you need any help?"

Adriane had never felt so relieved in her life as she did now; she had been so lost and didn't know what to buy. She had never known that there were so many different types of underwear, dresses, shirts, skirts, or even what kind of the many bras to get!

"Yes, please." She must have looked relieved because the lady gave a small chuckle and smiled a little, "Okay, do you know what you're looking for?"

"Clothes?" Adriane gave her a sheepish look because she had no clue what to buy.

The girl smiled a little more and chuckled again. "Yes, getting clothes is a good idea. It's a good thing you came to this store—we have plenty of clothes."

"I can see, and, uh, that's part of the problem."

"How so?"

"You see, my aunt normally buys my clothes for me, but some bullies at my boarding school thought it would be funny if they burned all of the clothes I had. Right now, I'm wearing some old clothes that someone gave me because the only thing I had was my PJs at the moment, and that's what I was wearing."

The sales girl gave her a look full of pity, which Adriane hated; she didn't need anyone's fucking pity for the shit she had gone through, let alone something she made up.

"So I need a brand new wardrobe, but since my aunt can't do it or even take me to do it, I need to buy everything myself, but I have no clue what to get or what my size is in anything."

Adriane did not like the glint that came into the sales lady's eye and let out a yelp when she was suddenly being dragged and measured all over and was made to try on what seemed like thousands of clothes.

Adriane now had a healthy respect for the woman who could do this for hours at a time and not get tired.

Finally, after an hour, she walked out of the store in some new clothes with bags upon bags of clothes around her.

She had on a black skew neck tee—a t-shirt that wasn't a complete circle around her neck but wrapped around her left shoulder and was held up by three strands of cloth—a knee-length black skirt with red heart patterns, and she had gotten some zip-up black boots that reached up to around mid-shin. She got a small soft leather handbag that she could use to carry her wallet around. That wasn't all she had gotten, but it was what she was wearing at the moment.

Adriane snuck into the bathroom and shrunk all of her bags, putting them in her new handbag because she wasn't done here yet, and she wasn't going to go around lugging all of those bags from store to store!

Walking out of the bathroom, Adriane made a beeline for the bookstore. She was a closet bookworm and loved to read. While there, she bought a bunch of books to help her with her non-magic studies, but other than that, she got some cookbooks, logic books, fantasy books, and books about space.