A Broken Potion ~ Pottertalia

Chapter 3 ~ Of Course It'd Be A Pub

A/N

From now on, I'll be using human names! I just thought that I'd make that clear beforehand and I'm not sure if I stated that before, but I thought I'd make sure.

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They walked through the busy streets, getting some odd stares from passing Londoners. Well, it was a group of 16 'children' being led by a boy with large eyebrows and no adults, it may also be since two of them had a puffin and a polar bear in their arms. The group weaved through the people who were along the pavement. A few of them were talking, others seemingly in a state of shock and some arguing, but they stuck together as they walked on. 

They suddenly stopped and turned into a doorway. They walked through the door, despite some of the members trying to get to the front of the group to ask a question, Alfred eventually succeeding after they entered the building.
"Dude, what are you doing? We're kids, we can't be in a pub!" He spoke quickly and quietly, so as to not draw attention to them, which was happening anyway.
"Yes, I know that! This is where we need to be for now, and we can book rooms. I know what I'm doing." Arthur waved him off and walked up to the bar counter, the rest of the odd group waiting behind, unsure of what to do. The bartender looked up in slight confusion, but asked no questions.
"I would like 4 rooms, please. I need to get some money out of Gringotts, but I shall pay when I do." He gave a polite smile, hoping that it would be allowed. The bartender simply rose an eyebrow.
"Our parents are all friends and colleagues, they sent us down here as they are busy with work." He continued, an obvious lie to the rest of the nations but not to anyone else. The bartender turned around and placed 4 keys on the counter for rooms 12, 13, 14 and 15. Arthur wandered back over to the rest of his companions and placed the keys down on a nearby table.

"4 to a room," Was all that he said, nodding at the others to get the group's sorted. There was a brief bit of silence before there was quick shuffling as people got into groups, some still stood by themselves.
Antonio clutched onto Lovino whilst standing with Francis and Gilbert, Lukas and Emil were being held in a hug by Mathias, Roderich and Elizabeta stood slightly closer together, Vladimir held Milen in a death grip. Alfred smiled and slung his arms over Kiku and Arthur's shoulders. Each one of these groups grabbed a key, Elizabeta and Vladimir fighting over one while their partners looked on not daring to stop them. Ivan and Matthew were the only two left, Matthew going over to the 3 Nordics and quietly talking to Emil about possibly joining them, since Mathias was busy talking loudly to Lukas and Lukas was busy ignoring the loud Dane. Elizabeta had managed to get the key and was proudly holding it up in the air, deflating slightly when Roderich told her that Vladimir and Milen would be joining them in a room, since they were the only free group for both of them. This left Ivan to share with the remaining group of 3, he walked over and talked to the Brit who noted his situation and had no other choice than to let him share with them, however much he was dreading trying to deal with the Russian and American.

The small groups split off to find their room, all of which were next to each other- as suggested by the room numbers- and got adjusted to their temporary accommodation. As they started to relax and process what had happened, there was a simultaneous tapping on the windows, an owl for each room, each of which carrying letters for the room's new occupants and all of which were addressed with scary accuracy to their current location. As the letters were opened, they all bore the same message other than the name written on them. They were invitations to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a list of items needed included.

A couple minutes after this event there was a knock on the door to the rooms, which turned out to be Arthur calling for them all to meet downstairs again. Slowly they all gathered once again, wondering what they would be doing now, surely nothing could surprise them any more.
"We need to buy our school equipment and go to Gringotts Bank to pay for the rooms, and get money for buying our stuff, it would be better to do it now rather than later!" He explained, gaining a series of nods. He started to walk with a line following behind him, until he reached a back door and stepped through, holding it open to allow the rest to walk through into the small back area. There were complaints about the limited amount of space, and wonders if this was a joke however, all of whom were ignored.
Arthur went through his pockets, clearly looking for something but sighing when it couldn't be found, gesturing at Lukas and Vladimir as if to ask if they had what he was looking for, causing both to shake their heads. The rest of the group grew louder in their complaining, aside from a select few who stood off towards the side trying to get away from the noise.

There was the sound of a door opening behind the group, but none of them heard due to the shouting that had now started, but all of them noticed when a loud cough was heard. Immediately there was silence as the stranger stepped past them all and stopped in front of the brick wall furthest away, a boy who looked to be around their age (or well, the age that they currently looked like) trailing behind him.
"Well, I s'pose you lot want to get through?" The giant of a man spoke, his voice loud but not nearly as intimidating as his appearance. Arthur nodded at his question, taking the lead again.
"Please, if that's not too much of an issue?" He answered politely, causing the other to laugh.
"Course not! The name's Hagrid, keeper of the keys and grounds at Hogwarts. Guessin' me and Harry here will be seeing you there!" He smiled and turned around, tapping a few bricks on the wall in a certain order. The confusion from many people in the cramped area could be sensed by anyone, but that turned to shock and awe as the wall moved. The bricks twisted and turned by themselves to reveal an entrance to a street. It was full of colour and magic, filled to the brim with people wearing odd outfits in bright colours, owl hoots sounded close by and what appeared to be a strange sports shop was crowded by people who were trying to get a glimpse of the latest equipment.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley"

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A/N

I'm so sorry that this has taken months to update, but I've gotten inspiration and motivation again! This chapter is longer than the others so I hope you enjoyed it, but we also see Hagrid and Harry here too (yes, this is set in the same time period as the books and movies, it will just make it slightly easier to write).

And also:
Stay safe during these strange times, it'll all turn out okay soon. Take care of yourself! ❤️