Conflicted Love

Diagon Alley; Year 1

Hello lovelies! I just would like to say that I wish you a very good day, and I hope you enjoy the chapter! <3

*Angeline's POV

Today was the day that I would be going to Diagon Alley, and most likely would run into a childhood friend and his mother. To be quite honest with you, I was nervous as to what the confrontation would be like, if at all.

Feeling like I should at least look decent, I open the doubles doors to my walk in closet, yes, I have one. I live in a 'mansion', I suppose you could call it. We don't live by everyone else, considering that we live by a little forest, and not in the middle of literally one thousand houses of the exact color, and precise build.

Anywho, I spot an off-beige turtleneck, some black leggings, and some off-black converse. I was built pretty well for an eleven year old. Puberty hit me a bit early. But it was easily accepted by myself, because it was nice not having a flat chest, or no bum. Throwing on the clothes, I make my bed, then fold my pajamas up and set them down on the end of the bed.

Taking my braids out took longer than usual, considering my hair is slightly naturally wavy to begin with. Once I had my hair down and out of every small braid, I bend over so my head is upside down, and ruffle my hair, so all of my separations from braiding at the roots would once again come together, and my normal side part would find its home. 

**Picture Above is her hair**

I swiftly skipped over to a cubicle of cupboards filled with makeup of all sorts. I know I was only eleven, but I was always into makeup. I put the lightest ad natural amount of makeup on, still minding the fact that I am but the mere age of eleven.

"Ang!" My mum calls to me from downstairs, most likely for breakfast or something of that ilk. "Coming, mum!" I yelled back to her with dismay. As I ran down the winding staircase, I saw my mum at that bottom of it, tapping her foot, giving the 'you done yet?', look. Oh dear.

"Heeeey, mum! How's it goin'?" I say in innocence. "You ready to go, princess?" She smirked at me, raising an eyebrow and moving to the side so I could get fully on ground level off of the stairs.

"When're we leaving?" I asked her, stealing her mug of tea from the counter and start drinking it. "Well, we could always leave now." She said in a voice layered with contemplation. "Okay, sounds brilliant. I'm using Floo." I informed her, skipping over to the fireplace and taking a handful of the light blue powder. We have the type of Floo Powder that leaves you clean and not dusty when you come out of the fireplace on the side of your destination.

"Diagon Alley!" I say clearly, then feeling the sensation of the royal blue magical fire consuming me and teleporting me to one of the many fireplaces of Diagon Alley. Hopping gently out of the fireplace and brushing some nonexistent dust off of my shall I'd thrown on before I left, my mum then popped up behind me, giving me the signal that I can start walking to get my things.

---**SOME TIME LATER**---
Mum and I had gotten the majority of my stuff collected and bought, except a pet and a wand. "I'm gonna go to Olivader's, mum. Do you want to meet up somewhere in some amount of time...or...?" I asked her, not sure of whether or not she'd leave me to 'fend for myself', as she likes to often say. "Meet me back at the fireplace we came out of in an hour." She nods, walking off to do who knows what.

Opening the door to the legendary wand shop, I hear a bell sound off, most likely to notify Mr. Olivander that there is a customer. "Excuse me...Mr. Olivander?" I say quietly, but loud enough for him to hear me if he were in the back somewhere. I then hear a sliding or shuffling of some type coming towards the front of the shop. "My, my, dear Ms. Lynne, I'd wondered when I'd be having you enter my shop. I remember when both your mother and father had come in here to buy their first wands. Your mother. Dear, sweet Adelin. {add-el-in}. She always did come to visit whenever she could come to Diagon Alley." Mr. Olivander told me. I do find it quite interesting that my mum has a nice friendly relationship with the famous wand salesman.