Diagon Alley

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Soon Lucius was standing behind me. He stared at Harry and smiled, then he glanced at the giant and winced. Narcissa ushered Draco and I away before Draco got a chance to realize who the boy actually was.

We bought ink, parchment, the books, our robes and a pet each. Draco got an eagle owl and I got a siamese kitten. I don't know what Draco named his owl and I don't care, but I named my kitten Crystal. She had bright blue eyes and looked like the typical, trouble-making Siamese cat except smaller. Finally it was time to buy our wands. We stepped into the shop and I'm pretty certain that Lucius spat on the floorboards. If he did, Narcissa either didn't see or felt sorry for him. I don't why she would or why she should, though.

"The Malfoys!" beamed Mr Ollivander. "And a new one! Blonde hair, but obviously pure-blooded. Brown eyes, very pale skin. I feel your hair should be Black, girl. After all, it is your surname. I've heared about you, Aquilla Maia Black isn't it. You'll go far, I can tell!" I gasp as he guesses my name right. Lucius whimpers slightly every time her uses the surname Black. "Let's get this over and done with, why don't we. Is that alright with you, Mr Malfoy?" Uncle Lucius nods grimly.

"Me first!" Draco orders.

"Okay, young Mr Malfoy. Let's try this wand." he hands Draco a finely-made wand.

Draco waves it and black sparks shoot out the top.

"Maybe not, how about this-"

"It's perfect," Lucius snaps, now Aquilla." Ollivander sighs, but still let's Lucius gave his own way. I think it's only because he's a powerful member in society and in the Ministry Of Magic.

"Pine, 36cm, Phoenix feather." announces Ollivander. As he hands it to me, I positively glow, or so says Narcissa. For this truly was my want.

A month later Draco and I are on the train to Hogwarts. I let out a sigh of relief, seeing familiar faces: Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson. I see the Weasleys and Harry Potter, but I think it wise not to sit with them. Besides, Draco is forcing me into a compartment full of people who are bound to be Slytherins and some older girls who already are.

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