Diagon Alley and Pranksters

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Leah POV
Hermione and Draco took us someplace called Diagon Alley after they came back from Italy. First they took us to a pub in London called The Leaky Cauldron.
"Why are we here? We're under age for drinking." Seth points out.
"You'll see." Hermione answered, her eyes crackling with mischief. They walked straight through the pub to a dead end. Pulling out his wand, Draco tapped a pattern on the bricks. They rumbled and spread apart into an arch. Behind them was a street lined with all kinds of wizard shops.
"Step right up! Step right up for some canary creams!" A wizard yelled.
"They only cost a Sickle or a dollar in muggle money." Another called out. All my pack brothers rushed forward.
Draco and Hermione stayed back looking suspicious. I stayed back too. Paul, the first to reach the stand gobbled one up and turned into. A BRIGHT YELLOW CANARY?? He tweeted and ran around in circles. This caused Seth to scream, and shove his canary cream down Jacob's throat. Jacob transformed and by now, everything had dissolved into a 'try to stuff these things down each others throats. The end was Seth standing in the middle while everyone else's feathers molted. I pushed my way through to congratulate him. On the way I locked eyes with the pranksters. BAM! I imprinted on. BOTH OF THEM?
"Uhh.." I said, trying to make a coherent sentence.
"We're your mates aren't we?" They asked in sync.
"Yes." I responded, glad this wasn't awkward.
"So... can we -" One said
"Live with-" The other continued.
"You?" They finished together.
"Sure, I just need to learn your names." I was excited they would leave everything for me.
"I'm Fred." He smelled like fresh cut grass and eucalyptus.
"I'm George." He smelled like pine and sea salt. My perfect imprints, I was finally complete. With my mates in tow, we walked to this building that looked like it was about to topple over. Two strange creatures bowed us through a pair of gold doors. Another two bowed us through a set of silver doors. On the doors was this inscription:

Enter Stranger, but take heed;
Of what awaits, the sin of greed.
Those who take but do not earn;
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
If you seek, beneath our floors:
A treasure that was never yours.
Thief, you have been warned, Beware;
Of finding more than treasure there.

"Talk about creepy." Seth whispers to me.
"Goblins take -" Fred said.
"Their work -" George continued.
"Very seriously, so don't cross them!" They finished. We really had to get used to the way they talk. We continued on to an empty teller.
"Ahh, Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger. I was wondering when we would see you again." His voice sounded like rocks rubbing together, it hurt my ears. Hermione smiled and said.
"Of course we're back Bruck."
"How are you today?" Draco chimed in.
"Well enough now, what brings you back here so early?" I won't even try to tell his facial expression.
"We were wondering if you could do an inheritance check on our friends here." Hermione gestures to us with a grin.

*Time skip cause I'm lazy*

Ok. I'm confused. Apparently, me and Seth are part of a little known Pure-blood family the Clearwater's. Jacob is heir to this family called Black. Sam is this wizard named Gellert Grindelwald's nephew. Embry, Jarred, Quil and Paul are all from little Pure-blood families. Huh. Should've known.

(Author's note: Hey! This is my first one! Sorry about the short chapter something big is going to happen in the next one and I didn't have space to fit it. Good-bye until next time everybody!!!)

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