Concealed Love (Harry Potter Next generation)

Sabrina's POV

"Mum! Lets go!" I called. She was still eating breakfast, and we were supposed to go to Diagon Alley today. "I'm coming!" She called from the dining room. A moment later, she apeared, her coat already on. "Ready?" She asked, standing in front of the fireplace. I nodded. She threw the floo-powder in and I called "Diagon Alley!" Suddenly I was spinning, arms glued to my sides, trying not to act upon instinct and wipe the ashes from my eyes. I finally spotted a fireeplace labeled "Diagon Alley" and the spinning stoped. Me, traveling by floo-powder for the first time, went flying out of the fireplace. I was coughing up ashes, and trying to clean off my coat when my mother arived in a much more orderly fashion. She smiled, and took my hand. Together, we walked through a pub, into a small, square area, surrounded by a brick wall. My mother walked to the nearest wall, and took out her wand. She poked some bricks, and they all moved to form an entryway. None of this was surprising at all. My entire family were wizards, so I was used to having odd things happen. I walked through the doorway, into a large alley. "Mum, what store are we going to first?" I asked. She thought for a bit, then decided, "We will get your books first." And she led me down the road to Flourish & Blots.

"We need... That?" My mum said, looking at the cage of snapping books. "The monster book of monsters? Crap..." Said an employee. He put on some gloves, and went fishing in the cage. He handed me the book, and it tried to bite me. "AGH!" I screamed, and I dropped the book. It ran off as fast as it could, under a book shelf. The employee rolled his eyes again, and got another book. Binding it this time with a belt, he handed it to me again. My mum sighed, and went to the counter to pay for all my books. I stood there alone, and my eyes drifted to people who were crowding round the door. After a few minutes, I saw a ginger boy forcing his way out of the crowd. I stood there, preplexed staring at him. He walked away from the crowd, and started to look for books near me. "Hi." I said to him. He looked up, startled. "Um, hi." He replyed, looking over at the crowd of people. "You don't want to meet my dad?" He asked. I shook my head. He looked startled. But then he smiled. "I'm James. James Potter." He said holding out his hand. My eyes widened. "Potter? As in, like, Harry Potter's son?" I laughed. He nodded. I gve him a wide smile. I shook his hand. "I'm Sabrina. Sabrina Hannon." Then we both stood there in awkward scilence. "So... Going to Hogwarts?" He asked. I nodded. "First year. You?"
"Same." He said.
"Oh." I said. I was planning on saying more, but my mum came. "Sabrina? Why are you talking to strangers? Leave this boy alone." She said, and pulled me away. "See you at Hogwarts!" The boy called, waveing. My mum edged around the crowd and pulled me out of the store. After going through many stores, we were almost done shopping. "Time for Ollivander's!" Mum said exitedly, and walked me into a small, dingy shop. Inside, it was dim, and filled with tons of rectangle boxes. Mum took a seat, and I followed her example. Soon, a man with white, frizzled (Is that a word...?) hair came. He was sort of creepy. He spoke softly, yet every word was clear as day. "Come for a wand? Hmm... Lets try this one." He said, pulling a box from the wall. "Beach, 12", unicorn tail hair, slightly springy." He said, handing me a wand. I held it. "What do I do?" I asked, looking up. "Give it a wave!" He said. I waved it. Sudenly, the window shattered. I screamed, and covered my head. I looked down at the wnd, and dropped it, as if it were blazing hot. "Hmm... Try this one. Cherry, 6 1/2", pheonix tail feather, rigity." He said, ahnding me a shorter wand. I waved it around, and a ton of wands flew off the shelves. He took that wand from me, too. After a long while of waving wands, and destroying much of the shop, he hind went searching for a new wand. He moved his hand over a row of boxes. His hand lingered on one box, then moved on, but he moved his hand back to the wand. He pulled it off the shelf, and stared at it for a wil, before opening it, and handing me the wand. "Ebony, 13 1/4", dragon heartstring, unyeilding." He said, handing it to me. I carefully took it, and gave it a gracefull wave, quite unike the first 'wave' I gave a wand, which was in a jerky, un-orderly fashion. But thistime, when I waved it, a golden streak apeared where the wand slaced the air. "Magnificent!" Olivander said, clapping his hands. My mum, who was smileing, got up. "Thank ou Mr.Ollivander." She said, handed him the money, and escourted me out. "Mum can I have a pet?" I asked Mum. She thought about it for a moment. "I suppose. We'll get an owl." She started leading me down to Eyelops Owl Empourim. "Wait Mum! I'd rather have a cat." I told her. She looked shocked. "A cat? Why ever would you want a kat?" She asked me. I thought for a moment. "Well... You can't cuddle with an owl. Cats are soft and furry, and they catch mice. I want a cat." I told her. She thought about it for a long time. "You need an owl." She said. Goodness, all that thiking time just for that? "But I want a cat. If I need to send letters I can use the school owl." I told her. She let out a sound of frustration. "/Fine/. You can get both." She said, and pulled me inside. "I'm looking for a cat first." I told my mum, and ran off in that direction. "May I help you with anything?" An employee said. I thought for a meoment. "I'm looking for a cat." I told him simply. His face lit up. "My specialty! Come this way," He said, walking towards some cages. "These are amzing cats, some of our most popular." He started talking about the induvidualities of each breed, and I became very bored. I stood there, getting tired, until a large carrier caught my eye. I looked inside, and saw a scruffy grey kitten playing with a ball of yarn. "What about this one?" I interrupted. He peered inside. "Oh, you wouldn't want that one. She's very stupporn, and doesn't like the other cats. And she's the runt of the littler. You wouldn't want her, how about this one?" He said, motioning to a large, fluffy, white cat. I shook my head. "I would rather have that one." He rolled his eyes. "Alright. Will that be all for today?" I thought for a moment. "Acctually, I was supposed to get an owl as well." He smiled. "Alright, well, you can look into that yourself right?" I nodded, opening the cat carrier. I gently picked up the kitten And cradled her in my arms. "I'll name you... Astrid." I said, remembering a name I once heard. "Astrid." I repeated thoughtfull, and began walking towards the owls. "There you are Sabina! Lets pick out an owl for you, shall we? What kind would you like? Theres a snowy owl, they're quite pretty, a barn owl, barred, burrowing, eagle, oh look, an elf owl! How about this one?" She asked, showing me a very small, cute owl. My face lit up. "It's perfect!" I said exitedly. Mum smiled. "Alright, lets go ring them up." And she took the owl, and headed towards the counter. On the way, I saw a gilrl, staring happily up at the owls. She looks nice I thought. She had brown curly hair, sea green eyes, and cute little dimples. "Sabrina! Come bring the cat here." Mum said, interrupting my train of thought. I ran up to the counter, putting the little kitten on. "Would you like a basket for the cat, and acage for the owl?" The clerk said. Mum nodded.

Outside of the store, I saw the girl again. "Hello." I said. She just looked at me. She might be my first real freind...






To see Sabrina's owl, go to this link: http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3011/2676375588_884c95b6e0.jpg

To see Sabrina's cat go to this link:
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