After the War.

Diagon Alley.

The street was cramped with people talking and also laughing. Sparks of something was always going off and a sweet shop seemed to decorate a corner but we passed it all so quickly that it didn't matter in the slightest. A hand was soon lost as Bell lost me and so I had to power through without her. This seemed to be productive until a hand met my arm and I was so shocked that a click sounded with the quick turn. It was Bell and I sighed in relief. Letting out a breath I didn't realise that I had kept.

"Here." We stopped at a building. It seemed to lean to one side. The brick was warped and a dragon was at the top. Like a protection but cracks were visible on the outside and the path seemed to have been done only recently. Clearly it had something to do with the war that Bell spoke so sharply of.

We walked in after a second and the grand marble met us. It looked empty and then my hand was lifted and a key placed into it. Nothing much else could be said as she willed me to move forward. Trying to get me to do something. So, I walked up to the desk with her and the creature at the desk glared down at me with hesitation.

His hand was stretched out and I placed the key into it and he examined it quickly. Trying to read my mind or something. Only, he looked at it and gave a shifty look. Like I would rob the whole place if I could. Only I couldn't and wouldn't.

"Name." It was a demand but as I went to say my name a female spoke over me. Professor Bell.

"Flint." The goblin grumbled and climbed down from his podium and I followed readily. Climbing into a cart when the time came and I felt a buzz again as I sat there. Waiting until we moved with such speed that my face felt like it would fall and the skin was slowly being moved off. Crazed turns and dark areas were noted. It all came to a rather sudden halt as a door was spotted and we climbed out. I had turned to see if the cart would move only to be pushed towards the now open door.

Trying not to make a fool of myself I walked forward and looked concerned. The goblin had walked away to somewhere and I was left with my professor as we looked at the money.

"You will need about, well, just grab some and put it in here." I stepped forward and grabbed some of the gold before me. It looked odd and like money from a pirate's ship. Some stollen loot and a smile branched as I put some in the bag. It didn't seem to fill though and as I went to question it she winked.

The door was closed and we climbed into the cart again. The goblin long gone but we met the main bit. More people in the building. Talking and some had even started an argument with the creatures I knew to be goblins after a whisper from Bell.

"Where did the money and key come from?" The question flowed but my mind buzzed with the day as I looked at the surroundings again only to be answered quickly. A hand pulling me again.

"Professor McGonagall managed to get your key. You are the last of your line alive so it is all yours. You have enough to live comfortably in a small house for a year in your bag. Nevermind what is in the vault. Don't let that get in your way though." I nodded and watched around me as I was pulled into another shop. It looked like an old fashioned book shop. Like the ones seen in old movies trying to look even older than they already were.

"That list, you will need to find your books. I will be back shortly. I just need to grab something from one of the other shops." I nodded and walked through to find more books hidden. They all looked interesting and I could see the currency. None of it made any sense and I clearly looked lost as a woman walked up to me. A smile wide on her face and her bushy hair was unmistakable. A toothy grin always made a person stand out but her's was stunning.

"Can I help you? I am buying my books now and you look a little lost. Hermione Jean Granger. Nice to meet um, sorry, you are?" I shake the fog from my mind as she asks this and I extend my hand to meet her one and part of me thought that I was going to like her.