Coralie, a young girl, is found 2 years after she goes missing, soon after birth. Dumbledore finds her and raises her until she proves fit to go to Hogwarts. She meets James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. Follow her as she e...
"So, what house do you think you'll be in?" James asked her. They were getting their robes fitted, this was the last thing they had to do before they got their wands and Coralie had become much more talkative since they left "The Leaky Cauldron" and her and James had been talking about Hogwarts non stop.
"Ravenclaw one hundred percent, but Griffindor doesn't sound too bad either I just can't imagine myself being very brave," she nervously giggled a little,"How about you?"
He said," Definitely Griffindor. All of my family have been in Griffindor , but if not I really don't care what house I get as long as it's not Slytherin, bleck!" He made a vomit sound at the end and giggled a little at his own joke.
"What's wrong with Slytherin?" she asked extremely confused.
He looked at her incredulously," You mean you don't know?!"
"Know what?" she asked with a slight attitude. She didn't like being kept in the dark about much.
"Most dark wizards come from Slytherin house, almost everyone knows that! How could you not!" He replied, hazel eyes still wide.
"Mr. Albus doesn't like to talk of those things so I don't look into it much, but I do like to read a lot about Hogwarts and the wizarding world," she replied with a little less attitude.
"There you go, all done dears," the woman fitting their robes, Madam Malkin, said letting go of the fabric at Coralie's feet.
"Thank you miss!" Coralie and James said in unison stepping down from their platforms and going over to Euphemia, who was leaning on the counter.
After she paid she gave each of them their bags and said," Now it's time for wands! I can still remember the time I got mine..." She went on and on about what it was like getting her wand until they came to a quaint little shop with the sign "Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands Since 382BC".
They walked in and Euphemia pulled them over to the counter when a tired, quiet voice called out," Hello Euphemia, it's been ages."
They turned to the shelves of boxes and saw an older man with grey hair and stunningly, blue eyes. "Hello Ollivander, it certainly has been some time," Euphemia greeted back.
"Hi, I'm Ja-"
"James Potter and you, young lady, are Coralie E-Dumbledore," he cut James off.
"Excuse me, sir, but how did you know our names?" Coralie asked extremely intrigued.
"So you both are here to get your wands I presume," he ignored her question entirely. James and Coralie looked at each other and slowly nodded.
"James, you can go first," she said and pushed him forward. He stumble a few steps before regaining his balance and turning around to playfully glare at Coralie only to find her attention was on Ollivander. She looked as though she was trying to look into his mind.
She snapped out of her stupor when Euphemia grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back as Ollivander went back to the shelves and started looking through boxes. Soon he came back with a wand and handed it to James," Try this one." He stood back as James waved the wand and a vase full of roses wilted and shattered. He went back into the back and searched for another. The process continued for a while, James breaking a window, making a stack of papers fly all over the room, and making a box fly off the shelf, nearly hitting Coralie in the face.
Then he finally found the perfect wand, it was 11 inches long and made of mahogany with a dragon heartstring core, described by Ollivander as "pliable" and "excellent for transfiguration". It was finally Coralie's turn and she was quite nervous.
"Don't worry you'll be fine," was all James had to say as he was too busy inspecting his new wand. She stepped forward and Ollivander handed her a wand, she waved it and a few boxes fell off the shelf. He went back and handed her another, it took a few more tries before she finally found the one.
It was a 18 inch, blackthorne wood with a dragon heartstring core, slightly spring and quite flexible. Euphemia paid for them and they left the store.
"Okay children I have one more surprise for you!" Euphemia said as they walked down Diagon Alley. The kids looked at each other and shrugged as they followed her. They walked until they were standing in front of a shop called "Magical Menagerie".
"Here we are. You can each get a pet if you wish," Euphemia watched as their faces lit up and they each ran into the shop.
Coralie decided not to get an owl since the Potter's most likely already had one for her to send letters to Albus with. So she moved down the shelves past the owls until she got to the toads. She thought about it, but realized that toads are pretty useless except to scare people. So she moved on to the cats where discovered a cute orange kitten sitting in the corner of the pen, isolating itself from the other cats.
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She reached her hand down toward it and it nuzzled its head into her palm.
"Your quite the affectionate little thing, aren't you?" she cooed at the small cat as she lifted it from the pen.
"I've decided I'm getting this guy and I'm going to name him Arro," James piped up as he walked up to her holding up his new owl's cage in his right hand.
"Wow, he's really beautiful," she gave a close eyed smile after glancing at the snowy owl sitting patiently in the the cage.
"Not beautiful, cool!" James exclaimed pumping his fist in the air.
"Whatever you say. I decided to get this little guy," she declared placing the small kitten on her shoulder.
She walked to the front of the store with James following suit. When she got to the counter the cat jumped off of her shoulder and onto the surface of the desk. She paid and went outside to wait for James.
She started thinking of names for her little kitten when finally one struck her, "Artemis."
"What?" James asked. He had just walked out of the store with his mother when she had decided on the name.
"Artemis, It's what I've decided to name him," she answered scratching the hair on top of its head.
"Alright children, hold tightly to your possessions and grab my hands," Euphemia said holding out both of her hands to them. They each took a hand and held their bags and pets tightly.
