On the invitation to Hogwarts, we were given a list of school supplies to find. Hagrid had brought us to a corner store called 'The Leaky Cauldron', and when the barkeep asked our business, Hagrid made the mistake of mentioning our names. The entire pub went quiet at the words "Harry Potter and (Y/N) (L/N)".
A witch walks up to you, grabbing your hand and shaking it vigorously.
"Dorris Crockford, a pleasure to finally meet you, Miss (L/N)." You give her a nervous smile as you spot a man in a turban nearby. He approaches, and the woman who shook your hand leaves.
"M-my!" He says, his shaky voice noticable. "H-harry Potter and (Y/N) (L-l/N)! C-cant tell how pleased I am to m-meet you."
"This is Professor Quirell, your defense against the dark arts teacher this year."
"Nice to meet you, sir." You kindly say, attempting to comfort him. He says nothing, simply looking away. Hagrid leads you to a stone wall, and you watch in amazement as the bricks move themselves.
"Welcome, you two, to Diagon Alley!"
*Time Skip*
Later, you had found your way from the pair of Hagrid and Harry, wandering the busy wizard streets. People in robes and hats brushed past you as you scanned the stores and looked at you list to find things to purchase. Hagrid had even brought the two of you to a bank, though it was crooked in build. It was called Gringotts, and Harry and you had both been left fortunes by your parents. Hagrid gave the bank a package as well, but you asked nothing of it.
"Hmm....I just need a wand." You look around, not knowing where to purchase such a thing. You decide to be brave and ask for help.
"Excuse me?" You call, tapping a lonely young mans shoulder. He turns, his slicked back platinum hair shifting in the wind. His stormy eyes scan you up and down as you clear your voice.
"Where would I purchase a wand?" You ask in a sweet voice, shocked when the pale boy scoffs.
"Ollivanders, clearly. What are you, a mud-blood?" You nervously brush your (h/c) hair aside, being it was a tick of yours. What was a mud-blood?
"Oh my god....youre (Y/N) (L/N)." He spits the words, seeing the lightning scar on your forehead.
"Yes, and you?" You ask, already accustomed to people knowing your name. He rolls his eyes, and you cross your arms.
"Draco Malfoy, Ill allow this to pass, seeing as you are new to the wizarding community. You'll find some family's here are better then others, like the Weasleys for example."
"I think I can see who I prefer already." You stomp away from the narcissistic man, briskly making your way to Ollivanders. There, you meet up with Harry, who had just been given his first wand. When Ollivander sees you, he quickly rushes to the back and brings out a black rectangle of a box. He hands it to you, and you raise an eyebrow.
"Professor Dumbledore told me to keep it in store for you. Its made of Yew, and the core....well I'm afraid I cant tell you that."
With that, you open the box, greeted by a plush silver velvet underneath a yew wand. It twists from the hilt, spiraling outward for nearly a foot. You grasp it, holding it out in front of you. Nearly instantly, the room is filled with unnatural wind and a bright purple light. The light spirals from the wands tip, and it launches itself at your neck. You gasp at the sudden feeling of water running down your hand, but when you look down, you see it was in fact different.
On your right wrist, where you had been holding the wand, a sort of tattoo had formed. Wrapping around the base of your hand was the black silhouette of a dragon, its slender body wrapping around your wrist like a bracelet. It finished its trip around your hand by biting its pointed tail, ending the tattoo.
"So its true...." Ollivander mumbles, looking at the white yew wand in awe. You glance up at him, your eyes full of curiousity.
"Whats true?"
Before he can answer, he is interrupted by rapping on the store window. Hagrid holds a cage with a white owl inside, clearly a gift for Harry. He later clears up why he didnt get you one.
"Because Dumbledore said not to."
It only raised more questions.
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The Sorcerers Stone//Draco X Reader
Fanfiction(Y/N) (L/N) and Harry Potter; The children who lived. Not long after the two were born, their parents were tragically killed, but they hadnt known who by. Being that (Y/N) had no other family, she and Harry were placed with his extended family, the...
