The Story of Ava Miller

Diagon Alley

          "You have to come with me" she said. "What?!" I  exclaimed."Why?!" "Shush!" She murmured. "This is important."

"I have to tell you something, but I can't say it here.

There are enemies everywhere. Even in the muggle world." She cautiously whispered. "Even in the what world?" I questioned. "I said the muggle world." She replied. "What's a muggle?"I asked. " I'll answer that later, you can't stay here.

Somebody's looking for you, and if they find you bad things will happen to our world" Jean quickly said. "Your world?" I asked. "I said to stop asking questions."

She said with obvious strained anger. "Fine!" I said, annoyed. "Let's go! We are late enough as it is with you asking all your questions!" She yelled. "Why should I follow you?" She asked. "I guess you'll just have to trust me." She said gently.

I followed her and I was just as surprised as her. We got into a cab with her parents and she said to the cab driver "Diagon Alley please." As she gave him a giant piece of gold the size of a hubcap.

I wondered if it was some kind of money for foreign people. When we stopped, we were at a brick wall. "Why are we at a brick wall" I wondered.

Jean pulled out a wand and tapped on a few bricks and the bricks started splitting apart into a door. "This is wondrous!" I said. "Ava" Jean said. This is Diagon Alley. A marketplace for wizards.

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