"What's all this fuss about?" Camryn hopped and looked around the crowd.
"It's Gilderoy Lockhart," Emmeline replied. "A "very special person". Everyone loves him,"
"He doesn't look like it," Camryn pointed to the small boy no more than a year older than her who was standing next to said Gilderoy. "He looks like he's having an awful time," Camryn didn't notice Vance's breathing catch and her eyes misting over at the sight of the boy's large green eyes. Eyes very similar to his mother's.
"You know what?" Camryn declared suddenly. "I think he's a fake," Emmeline blinked.
"What?" She asked, eyebrows raising.
"If Gilderoy really fought werewolves and vampires- I'd reckon he'd have quite a few scars. And I'll wager that charms and makeup can't really cover up many of those scars. Besides, you'd want to show those off if you think fighting werewolves was a great accomplishment. I bet he's someone trying to take someone else's triumphs,"
"But how could he cover up for that person?"
"That's what I was thinking! Surely the real person would speak up and call him out on it. But this is a world of magic, right? Is there some kind of erasing memories type thing of a spell?"
"Yes, actually there is. Obliviate,"
"He probably used that on the people who actually did the work. That way, no one could call him out,"
"I'm impressed," Emmeline laughed. "You must have gotten that from your mother-you dad never really had much of a brain," Camryn giggled. "You have the list? Good, go in and get those books then come right out, I'll go get your other books," and Vance left. Camryn walked into the store and began to grab the books she needed.
"Famous Harry Potter," a voice sneered behind her and she turned to see a blond kid glaring at the black haired boy. "Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page,"
"Leave him alone!" The only red haired girl said. "He didn't want all that!"
As the boy continued to talk, Camryn discreetly walked by them and pretended to have one of the books slip. The boy yelped as it landed on his foot and Camryn suppressed ad giggle.
"Sorry," she muttered and picked up.
"I bet you are," the boy snarled.
"And just who are you to decide my feelings?" Camryn challenged and glared at him. "What's your name anyway?"
"Malfoy," the black haired boy said finally and Camryn looked at him to see that a red haired boy and the brown-haired girl running over. "He's Draco Malfoy,"
"Sounds like a name of a ferret," Camryn replied coolly. The red haired boy that had just run over, stopped and guffawed for a moment before composing himself.
"Ron! Ginny!" A man with red hair came over and Camryn paused. "Hermione, Harry, there you all are, let's go outside, it's getting too crowded,"
"Well, well, well-Arthur Weasley," another drawling voice said and Camryn looked to see an almost replica of Malfoy. Camryn guessed it was the prat's father.
"Lucius," Arthur Weasley nodded coldly.
"Busy time at the Ministry, I hear," the man said. "All those raids....I hope they're paying you overtime?"
"I really don't think you do," Camryn remarked, mostly to herself but the red head girl around her age giggled. The man, meanwhile, had reached into the girl's cauldron and extracted a very old battered book and examined it.
"Obviously not," he continued. "Dear me, what's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?" Mr. Weasley flushed darker than the boy or the girl.
"We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy," he said.
"He's doing better than I thought," Camryn whispered to the girl who turned to look at her. "I would've choke the guy already," the girl stifled a laugh.
"Clearly," the man had been saying. "The company you keep, Weasley...and I thought your family couldn't sink lower-" Camryn yelped and there was a ding as the girl's cauldron flew to the ground. Mr. Weasley had launched himself at Mr. Malfoy. Camryn laughed to herself and the two red haired boys that looked exactly alike (twins, Camryn guessed) cheered Mr. Weasley on, as the woman (mom, Camryn guessed again) came over, shrieking for him to stop. A store person had come, asking them to stop when there was a flash of light and the two were separated on either side of the wall.
Camryn blinked rapidly.
