𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 :
▬▬▬ ▬▬ ❝ 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 ‧₊˚
➤ Where a girl transfers from durmstrang to hogwarts in her third year, meeting new people and making allies, all while creating her own plans behind their backs.
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▎ 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍 - diagon alley. winkelgasse。 (a/n) : the german name for diagon alley is certainly... something. ⠀ ⠀
THE narrow street of Diagon Alley was bustling with life, witches and wizards flitted about as families prepared for the upcoming year at Hogwarts. Y/N Ludenberg moved gracefully through the crowd, sharp eyes tracing the corners and crevices of the street. This kind of chaos wasn't new to her— Hexenstraße, back in Berlin, had held a similar atmosphere, albeit more cold and far less welcoming than this.
As her eyes skimmed over the names of the shops, her eyes eventually landed on one she recognized from the list of suggestions in her Hogwarts letter— Flourish and Blotts. Personally, Y/N would prefer not to be seen entering such a... dingy little shop.
But nonetheless, she did her best to rid her face from expressing her annoyance and entered the building. After all, while she would eagerly discard that wretched list of suggested shops, there was one thing that she could easily achieve by going to those shops: getting a sense of who attended Hogwarts.
She had done a bit of research, naturally, and found out that there was a fair share of notable families with a child at Hogwarts. Transferring there, these names were obviously ones she needed to know. One of those names was Harry Potter.
And it seemed, judging by the old copies of the Daily Prophet she had bought and some other... resources, that his first two years were hectic.
The ones during his first year mentioned a break-in at Gringotts, some rumors about the philosophers stone, Hogwarts being allegedly unsafe with something hidden in the third-floor corridor, and the Defense Against the Dark Art's mysteriously dying at the end of the year. And the ones during his second year didn't seem any tamer with students getting petrified left and right by something that was never confirmed what it was— only that it was taken care of.
Safe to say, Y/N assumes his third year (and by extension, hers) won't be any less hectic.
Y/N pushed the door to Flourish and Blotts open, unable to stop the way her nose scrunched at the messy array of the bookshop. The bell above the door chimed, and Y/N quietly shut the door behind her. Her eyes skimmed over the various shelves, the scent of parchment and ink filling her senses. She stepped forward, eyeing the books about charms as the tip of her metal finger ring grazed over the spines.
