Miss Ravenclaw

Three

I'd rather not talk about how I screamed at Amber wile the Professor sat and watched. Or how I went to bed and cried myself to sleep. I mean who could blame me? I remember sitting at school as Naomi Whitehouse bosted for hours on end about how her dad was a vicar. I also remember walking out of history when we learned about World War Two, it was a shame too, history was my favorite lesson.

I now sat on my bed with a trunk full of my things by my side. I'd be leaving for Hogwarts soon. Off to learn magic and witchcraft. But first Professor Mcgonagall had told me we had to make a quick trip to Diagon Ally. I had searched for it on maps but as far as I was concerned it didn't even exist. Maybe this was all a sick joke that Amber had set up. But there was something really wrong with this theory. Amber didn't joke. Ever.

Professor McGonagall's heals clicked on the wooden floor of my room. When I looked up she had her arm held out bent, willing me to take it. I slowly picked up my bartered trunk. And weaved my free arm in with the Professors. "How are we going to get there?" I asked gingerly, taking the fact she made no effort to move. "You'll see." She said quietly, trying to hide something. Seconds later I felt myself tumbling and gliding all at the same time. A few moments later we appeared down a very busy street. The shops where clumsy built atop of one another, almost hanging over the ahead cobblestone. The wood of each shop was painted bright and dark colours, providing a most unique contrast. Fancy and bold letter covered each sign saying things like 'quiddich goods' and 'muggle contraptions'. I made note in my head to find out what both 'quiddich' and 'muggle' mean.

We where immediately caught in the huddle and bustle of other shoppers and after a few shoves and pushes where spat out at the other end in front a grand architectural building. The ginormous pearl white pillars at the front seamed to hold up the rest if the structure. Professor McGonagall guided me inside just as I caught glimpse of a sign that said: Gringotts Bank. The inside was just as magnificent as the out, the marble made floors shinned bright and threatened anyone with unclean shoes. Small birch desks where lined up in rows either side of me and amongst all the scrolls and paper work I saw something unusual. "They're Goblins, Miss Quinn." Remarked the Professor matter-of-factually, obviously seeing me looking. We walked up to the front desk and the Professor told me to go and find 'Madam Malkins robes for all occasions' wile she went and got my money.

A little disappointed that I wouldn't have the chance to view my 'valt' (as the Professor referred to presumably where my money was kept,) I stepped outside and started reading through shop signs, trying to decode where the place I had been sent to was.

Shortly into my search, a girl with light brown hair and a light path of freckles under her eyes nagged me on the shoulder. "Sorry" she said lightly. " but I was wondering where I might get my school robes from." She said pointing to a list. I couldn't help but notice a male and a female with similar features to her standing behind her, looking around dazed and confused. The females hazel blue eyes searched around worried. They where probably her parents.

I was just about to say no then behind a crowd of old wizards was a faded purple shop that said 'Madam Malkins.' I pointed to it and said, "There it is, I think that is where I'm going as well so we can go together." The girls same hazel blue eyes lit up and she held out her hand. "My name is Rose. Rose Winchester." I smiled and shook her hand, suddenly grateful I wasn't the only one new to the wizerding world. "Alexandra Quinn." I replied. And with that we began to make our way to get our new robes fitted.