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Kiara's Story	By : AnyuBoo Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2008 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hello all!
Once again, this is AnyuBoo, the fairer half of MadPiper. Here is chapter 2 of my first solo fic. I own none of JKR�s characters, more�s the
pity. Kiara, her parents, and anyone not
recognizable from the books are my own creations. I�m making no money off this, so please don�t sue me.

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Chapter 2: Diagon Alley

The
following morning, the four of them drove up to London.
Traffic on the M2 was relatively sparse and they were in town within an
hour. Gran directed them to Charing Cross Street
and they parked in front of a large bookshop.
The bookshop had a hamburger joint on one side and a record shop on the
other. To their surprise, Gran walked up
to the wall between the bookshop and record shop and opened a door they hadn�t
noticed before.

�Here we are, dears,� she said. �This is the Leaky Cauldron. We go through here to get to Diagon
Alley.� They followed her in, not sure
what to expect. The inn, and the people
in it, looked as if they had been plucked straight out of the nineteenth
century. Several people greeted Kiara�s
Gran as they walked to a door at the back, which opened out onto a small,
walled courtyard. Gran took a wand out
of her pocket and tapped the bricks on the wall with it. Kiara and her parents were startled to see
the bricks shift and wriggle. They kept
shifting around until there was an archway in the wall.

�Step through here, dears,� Gran said, indicating the archway. �This is
the way in to Diagon Alley.� They walked
through, trying to look everywhere at once.
The bustling little street, like the inn, looked as if it belonged in
the nineteenth century as well. Kiara
saw a number of strange shops. One
seemed to sell nothing but cauldrons in all sorts of sizes. There was also a quaint-looking bookshop, an
Apothecary, a robe shop, and many others.
Gran however, led them past all the shops to a large, white building at
the end of the street, which had the word �Gringotts� over the door.

�Here we are,� she said. �This is the wizard bank. We�ll get some money out to buy your
supplies.�

�A wizard bank?� Mrs. Connon asked. �But Mum, we�ll pay for
Kiara�s supplies. That is, if they take
the same sort of money.�

�No dear, they don�t, although they do exchange money,� Gran replied,
�But Kiara will be able to buy her own school supplies. I opened an account for her when she was
born. I did the same for you, dear, but
I transferred it to a regular bank when I realized you weren�t going to be a
witch. Gringotts pays a generous
interest on children�s accounts and by now, Kiara has quite a tidy sum to her
name. Let�s go in, I have her key
here.� They followed Gran into the
large, marble chamber and up to the counter.

�Um, Gran?� Kiara asked hesitantly, indicating the
creatures working behind the counter. �What are these things, um, people?�

�They�re goblins, dear,� Gran replied. �They�re not very friendly, but
they�re extremely clever. Very ideal for working in a bank.� Gran stepped up to an unoccupied goblin at
the counter. �Miss Kiara Connon wishes to make a withdrawal, as would I.�

�Do you have your keys?� the goblin asked. Gran held them up and the goblin nodded in
approval before signalling another goblin over.
The second goblin led them to a little cart on rails, which took them on
a wild ride down to the bank vaults. It
stopped first at vault number four hundred and fifty-seven. The goblin took a key from Gran, opened the
vault, and gestured for her to enter.
Kiara was startled to see actual gold, silver, and bronze coins. Gran scooped a couple of handfuls into a bag
and they rode the cart further down to vault number eight hundred and
forty-six.

�Here we are, dear,� Gran said, as she handed the other key to the
goblin. �This is your own vault, Kiara.
I would suggest that you take out about two hundred Galleons. Those are the gold coins. The silver ones are Sickles, and the bronze
ones are Knuts. There are seventeen
Sickles to a Galleon and twenty-nine Knuts to a Sickle.� Kiara gaped.
Inside the vault were sizeable piles of gold, silver, and bronze
coins. Gran helped Kiara pile some of it
into a bag and they went back up to the marble chamber. As they were leaving, Kiara saw a man with
three boys enter. All four of them had
vivid red hair. Two of the boys were
older than Kiara, while the third looked to be a couple years younger. Kiara heard a fragment of their conversation.

��like me to buy you for being
made Prefect, Bill?� the man was asking the oldest boy. The boy�s reply was lost in the noise and
bustle of the bank. Outside, Gran led
them to a shop called Madam Malkin�s Robes for All
Occasions. The shop appeared to be quite
busy. Kiara saw a number of people being
fitted for robes. Many of them appeared
to be around eleven or so. As they stood
waiting for their turn to be served, Kiara noticed a tall man talking to one of
the witches who worked there. He was
dressed in black robes and had black hair to match. He didn�t seem very happy and also didn�t
seem very fond of the children in the shop.
As he turned to leave, he nearly bumped into Kiara as she stood with her
family.

�Excuse me,� he said,
somewhat ungraciously, passing them. As
he met Kiara�s eyes, his softened for a moment, then he stiffened and with a
nod to Kiara�s Gran, swept out of the shop.
Gran led the way to one of the older women in the shop.

�Kiara, this is Madam
Malkin. She owns the robe shop.�

�Catherine! How nice to see
you. How are you doing?� Madam Malkin
asked Gran, giving her a hug. �And this
is your grand-daughter?� Madam Malkin
shook Kiara�s hand. �Wonderful
to see new Hogwarts students.
Now, dear, just step onto this stool.�

�Yes,
ma�am,� Kiara replied as she stepped up.
The woman measured her from every imaginable angle, then said,

�Now then, your robes should be ready in about half an hour. Perhaps you can get some of your other
shopping done in the meantime.�

�Yes, thank-you,� Kiara replied as she stepped off the stool. Gran led them around to the other shops,
helping Kiara pick out her school supplies.
Finally, all that were left to buy were Kiara�s wand and an owl. Gran led them over to a shop called Ollivanders. The
inside looked like a small bookshop, except the shelves were filled with long,
narrow boxes instead of books.

�Hello,� a white-haired man appeared from between two shelves. �Ah,
Madam Sheppard, I haven�t seen you in some years.�

�It is nice to see you, Mr. Ollivander,� Gran replied. �I�m here to help
my grand-daughter pick out a wand.�

�Ah yes, Miss Kiara Connon,� Ollivander said. He thought for a moment, then
pulled one of the boxes off a shelf.
Opening it, he took out a wand and presented it to Kiara. �Give it a wave, Miss Connon.� Kiara did, and was surprised when several
more boxes came off the shelves, by themselves. �No, I don�t believe that�s it. Let�s try another one.� With that, Ollivander offered Kiara another
wand. She went through the same process
with several wands, each one causing some sort of havoc in the store. Finally, Ollivander pulled out a very
old-looking box. He handed the wand to
Kiara, who felt a warm glow suffuse her as she took it.

�Well, well,� Ollivander said to Gran, �It seems your grand-daughter has
a fair amount of magical potential. That
is wood from a poplar tree with dragon heartstring. And if memory serves me correctly��

�As it always does,� Gran interjected with a smile.

��this is one of the first ten wands that were made with dragon
heartstring, one from each species. This
one has Hungarian Horntail, to be precise.
Wands powered by Horntail heartstrings tend to be fairly temperamental,
much like the dragon itself, and such wands must
invariably be owned by witches or wizards who have quite a bit of magical
potential,� Ollivander continued. Kiara,
for her part, could only stare at the wand in her hand in awe. Ollivander packaged it up along with a
wand-polishing kit, Gran helped Kiara pay, and they left the store. Next, Gran led them over to Eeylops Owl Emporium.

�Go on in, dear,� she said to Kiara. �See if you find an owl that
catches your fancy.� Kiara saw several
kinds of owls, but almost immediately, her eye fell on one of three handsome
great horned owls. The other two looked
like any other typical version of the great horned owls, while the one she was
looking at was much paler. If not for
the ear tufts, she might have mistaken it for a snowy owl.

�I�d like this one,� Kiara said to her Gran and the shopkeeper.

�Ah, a very nice choice,� the shopkeeper replied. �That is a sub-arctic
version of the great horned owl, not often seen. He is also quite young, and very
strong.� Kiara and Gran paid for the owl
and his cage, as well as basic owl supplies and a perch. As they left the shop, Gran asked,

�What will you name your owl?�

�I hadn�t
thought of that yet,� Kiara replied. �Umm, I think I�ll call him Jareth. Do you like it?� she asked the owl. He hooted softly, seemingly approving. �What do you think?� she asked her Gran.

�I just hope
he won�t be like that Jareth you�re naming him after,� Gran said with a
smile. Kiara, remembering the movie the
name came from, laughed.*
�Now, let�s go pick up your robes. We can have dinner at the Leaky Cauldron, then we�ll head home.�
After picking her robes up, Kiara and her parents followed Gran�s suggestion of dinner at the Leaky Cauldron. They headed home just as twilight was
settling over the country, tired but quite satisfied.

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* Jareth is the name of the Goblin King
(played by David Bowie) in the movie �Labyrinth�.

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