King of the Street(A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Let's go Shopping

Harry was silent at Ollivander's proclamation. The wizened wand maker simply smiled at Harry.

"Now that will be seven galleons for the wand and I'll throw in a dragon hide wand holster for free." Ollivander said, breaking the silence.

Harry paid the man and strapped on the new holster. When it was attached, a light shown from the contact points of the hide and Harrys skin. The light died and the holster was now invisible. Even though Harry could feel it on his arm it looked like nothing was there. Margret grabbed Harry by the shoulder and led him outside while waving bye to the wand maker.

"Jeez Harry, if this is going to happen everywhere we go, I should just change your look so that no one recognizes you." Laughed Margret.

"Ha ha, very funny. But where are we going to now."

"I think we still need to go get your books, potion supplies and robes. Plus, an animal, if you want one. Finally, I have a surprise for you to survive your first year."

"Lead the way."

Margret made her way through the crowds with Harry close behind. While Margret had to force her way through the throngs, Harry was able to simply ghost his way past. Most people didn't even notice him, except one. A pair of icy blue eyes saw young Harry make his way through the crowds. There was a glint of humor in them as they saw the expert skill being used. The owner of the eyes looked away as Harry disappeared into Madam Malkin's tailor shop.

Harry could feel someone or something looking at him, while he didn't give it any mind, Harry kept himself on edge until he entered the next shop. Living for so long in such a rough place has made Harry not trust his environment. The only place Harry has ever felt truly safe was in his room at the orphanage. There he could talk to Seamus about the future, they talked a lot. Harry hasn't heard from his friend for a long time. Nearly two years. They had talked on the phone and sent each other letters when he had first left, but being in a new home, in a new place, their correspondences had petered out. Last Harry knew, Seamus was in Scotland with his parents. He was going to a muggle school, how was Harry going to explain to Seamus about all of this. While he learned math and history, Harry would be learning how to cast spells, make potions and fly around on a broom.

Shaking his head, Harry took in his new surroundings. This shop wasn't as dark as the wand shop, but it did share the scent of must and dust. There were all kinds of different fabrics lining the walls on large spools. They weren't all normal fabrics. One was labeled velvet while the one next to it was marked as Acromantula silk. Looking across the room, Harry finally noticed the only other costumers in the store. There was a boy with nearly white blonde hair that was slicked back. He had an upturned nose and a pointed chin. Harry could feel the smugness rolling of this boy and immediately knew he would not like him. A woman was fussing around him, taking measurements and pinning the robes to fit properly. The boy was already talking when Harry took noticed of him.

"Yes, I plan on being on the Quidditch team. There hasn't been a first-year player in nearly a hundred years, but I plan on resetting that. Oh hello, are you a first year too." Said the boy, finally noticing Harry and Margret.

"Yes." Harry did not want to talk with this boy.

"Good, what house do you think you will be in, I'm going to be in Slytherin like my father and his before."

"I don't know, I'll just let the chips fall where they may."

"Hmm, yes wel—OW DAMNIT WOMAN."

Harry snickered as the boy was stuck with a pin. He was moving his arms so much as he talked, Harry was surprised it hadn't happened before now. The boy had stepped down from the pedestal, even though his personal one was probably held himself higher than Big Ben. HE walked up to Harry with a hand outstretched., Harry happened to notice a very nice-looking watch with a leather strap. Too easy.