After turning back we resumed to lighthearted conversation. Once we returned to the wizard's travel store I asked the clerk for a large ten room, with silver letterings of my initials of CIAO; Crystal Inez Anne Oakwood. He then responded that it will be completed within twenty minutes. Emma asked if we could go to the Apothecary to meet up with professor snape who we assumed was still in that particular store. Emma, Hayley and the Professor all started on their way as I just decided to wait in the store for my trunk to be completed. Just as I finished Standard Book of Spells: Grade 1 the bells chime stating that someone has entered the shop. I look up and see that it is a boy with longish black hair and bright emerald green eyes. He walked in and looked completely out of place. I motioned for him to sit. "Hi. I'm Crystal, Crystal Oakwood. What's your name?" "Harry, Harry Potter. Your name is very cool.""Thanks, yours is cool too. Is it short for Harold?" "I'm not sure. My parent's died when I was a year old." "Oh, I'm sorry. That was insensitive of me. My parents died when I was young too. I live in an orphanage now. Are you going to Hogwarts this year?" "Yep." Our conversations seemed to flow off the one fact we share together, we are alone in this world. He told me of how he never felt he fit in and how he was mistreated by his aunt and uncle. I then told him of Mrs. Carthage and Emma and Hayley. "They honestly sound really fun and energetic." He told me. I know that, I replied to him, they can be a bit too much at times but I would take a bullet for them any day. they are my family and I don't want to give them up for anything. "Awwww. Crys. We wouldn't leave you." my two sisters chimed in perfect harmony. When they do that I get really creeped out. they seem to mimic each other and then they can reply in one voice. I then heard chuckling, there was Professor Snape chuckling at our little excursion. I look back at him thinking, How does this look at all amusing? I need to ask him that soon. When I exit my mind I then see that harry has gotten up and he is holding a hand out to me as if asking if he can help me up. I take the hand and he pulls me up with little effort. Then we once again resume our conversation. "So harry." "Hm?""Which house do you want to be in?" "I'm not sure. What are the houses?" "Well.....I'm not sure either. Professor?" Professor Mcgonagall spoke up, "There are four houses. Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor; which is my house, and Slytherin which professor snape heads. Each of the four houses represent a different trait. Ravenclaw chooses brains over brawn while gryffindors choose to follow instinct and their bravery. Slytherins use ambition and cunningness to achieve their goals. And finally Hufflepuffs are dependably, loyal and possibly some of the best friends you could ever make while at Hogwarts."
"I think Ravenclaw would be a cool house." I speak up, voicing my opinion.
"I'm not sure gryffindor sounds nice. I need more bravery." Harry said after me. I nodded understanding where he was coming from, I wanted bravery probably a bit less than him but my thirst for knowledge is greater.
Then my name was called out, "Miss your trunk is ready." I then, along with Harry walked over to get my trunk. The man at the counter helped me pulling it to the floor. I unlatched it and stepped in, I motioned for harry to follow me.
Once we stepped in I saw it as a foyer (opening room) in an apartment. I pull a notebook and start making notes for my new 'flat'; Need: Paint (Purple, Blue...), Sherlock wallpaper, yellow spray paint, books, shelving, pans, groceries, lab equipment, canvasas, paints, colored pencils, easles, notebooks, laptop, worktables, ... When I look back up from my list I see that harry started to put some of my books on the shelves that I hadn't noticed before.
"Harry, you don't have to work. I can do it on my own, but if you really want to help sure. Go knock yourself out." I smile at the end and he grins back. After a few more minutes of us working silently he speaks up, "Why do you need this much space?" "Well it's more of getting the space I never really got." "Understandable." We remained silent for a few moments until I broke it.
"So How is living with a family that makes you work?"
"It's weird I guess. I always thought that my family would be supportive with everything but honestly it sometimes feels like they want to get rid of me. How about you?"
"Well, after the first few years I got used to the fact that mrs Carthage didn't really care for us or the fact really we won't ever get adopted accept for the few lucky ones. I've come to terms and accepted it as my fate."
"Oh, Well one day someone great will come along and adopt you and you sisters I'm sure."
"Thanks Harry." I smiled at the raven haired boy to the side of me, my new friend. We continued to work for several more minutes. I started to hum a song that I heard a viola play a few weeks ago, before my life had changed.
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The story of crystal oakwood
FanfictionThis is a story of Crystal Inez Anne Oakwood. When she was young her parents were killed by a death eater. She lives in an orphanage in america. Crystal has to suffer the hard wrath of Mrs Carthage, an old widow who works the orphanage. Mrs Carthag...