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“Uncle Severus? What’s Hogwarts like?” Serena Snape asked, looking up with questioning, bright green eyes at her uncle. “Now that’s a hard question,” Severus said. He hated the students at Hogwarts, but he didn’t want her to get a negative view of the school until she experienced it for herself. “You won’t go easy on me in Potion’s will you?” Serena was excited about potions. She always made top marks in it. Unfortunately the Beauxbatons School in France didn’t have the classes she wanted to take, so she decided to transfer to Hogwarts and finish her school there. “Of course not, Serena. Besides, you can take the pressure,” her uncle said.
Serena looked out the train window and smiled. They would be arriving in London soon, and she would get to buy her supplies that she needed for school. She wanted to learn all about potions straight from her Uncle Severus.
Serena thought of what her mother had said before she left for London that morning. “I can’t believe you’re going to be on your own soon, Serena. Write to me!” Her father had also said a few words. “Don’t give your uncle to much trouble,” he always tried to keep her in line.
Serena had visited her uncle with her family occasionally, but he didn’t really seem to like company. He seemed so angry and distant with the word. He reminded her a lot of herself.
The train came to a slow halt and Serena was ready to go. “Here’s your list, I’ll meet you back at the Leaky Cauldron at 6:30.” Severus handed her a list of supplies. “Now do you have the money your father gave you?” he asked. “Yes, Uncle.” She started off the train and her uncle followed.
They entered the Leaky Cauldron, and it was already bustling with wizards and witches. She headed over towards the back where her uncle had told her to go to get to Diagon Alley. She tapped her wand against a brick and suddenly they moved. She stepped out into the crowd of people and smiled. She was glad to be back into her own world. Muggles got on her nerves. They seemed so oblivious to anything and everything. She looked down at her list and headed for the first store she’d seen.
She entered the cauldron store and stood in awe. Her parents had given her extra so she could get a good cauldron. “Can I help you?” a voice said from behind a rather large cauldron. “I need a cauldron, pewter, size 5,” she said, beaming at all the beautiful cauldrons. “Would you like it specially made?” he asked. “Yes,” she always wanted a cauldron she could fold up and carry it anywhere she wanted. The man handed her the cauldron and she handed him a handful of galleons. “Thank ye,” he smiled and Serena headed towards the potion shop.
Apothecary was in gold letters about the door and Serena walked in, looking at all the different bottles and flasks. She gathered the ingredients she needed for her class and paid for them, then headed over to get her schoolbooks.
Now loaded up with a tower of books, including the ‘Standard Book of Spells, Grade 6,’ and ‘Advanced Potions’, she decided to finally go into Madame Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions for school robes. She entered the store and it was filled with mostly first years. She looked around and found some students her age and went over to ask where she could find the robes she needed. “Excuse me, could you help me?” she asked, breaking the conversation between the two boys. “What kind of accent is that? You aren’t from here are you,” the larger of the two said as he stuffed a small cake into his gapping mouth. “No, I transferred from the school in France,” She said. “Well, just because you came from there, don’t think it makes you better than us,” the blond boy said. “Hey, Draco, who does she look like to you?” the other asked the blond. “She kind of looks like Snape,” he looked at her curiously. “My last name is Snape,” she said. Their eyes widened. “You…you’re related to Snape?” Draco asked. “Yes, he’s my uncle,” she replied. “Guess your not teacher’s pet anymore, eh?” the fat one laughed. Draco slapped him on the back of his head. “Shut it, Goyle!” Serena interrupted their feud, “Um, can you please tell me where to find school robes?”
“Look around!” Draco smirked. “Apparently the French are daft,” he laughed and walked away with his friend close behind. Serena rolled her eyes and muttered “fools,” looking for some robes that would fit her. She hoped no one else around here was that rude and ignorant. She was glad she could speak English well. It would have been terrible to show up in London without it.
She finally finished up her shopping and noticed she had some money left over. She glanced over at the clock and it said it was 6:00. “I’ll head back, I suppose, and maybe snack on something,” she said to herself. She only wished she could make some new friends soon.
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