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<div><span class="gmail_quote">On 11/5/07, <b class="gmail_sendername">Kris Kunkel</b> <<a href="mailto:kris.kunkel@gmail.com">kris.kunkel@gmail.com</a>> wrote:</span>
<blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1ex; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 0.8ex; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid">> > > > > > > > > > "Don't worry. I'm sure there will be other first years who
<br>> are new<br>> > > > > to<br>> > > > > > > > > > all of this as well. And the teachers are all very<br>> understanding,"<br>> > > > > > > > > > Harriet offered as Ryan let the group through the back
<br>> door into a<br>> > > > > > > > > > small courtyard. "It's that one dear," she said to her<br>> husband<br>> > > > > > > > > > pointing at a brick in the wall before the
<br>> > > > > > > > ><br>> > > > > > > > > "Well, everyone is somewhat new to magic. No first year will<br>> gave<br>> > > > > really<br>> > > > > > > > > performed magic yet. So some grew up around it, it doesn't
<br>> make a<br>> > > > > > > > > difference. The only thing that does is natural talent."<br>> Kadyn<br>> > > > > speaks<br>> > > > > > > this<br>
> > > > > > > > > last part with a strange tone in his voice. "For instance, I<br>> grew up<br>> > > > > > > around<br>> > > > > > > > > magic, but I'll probally have no talent with a wand." He
<br>> grins as if<br>> > > > > > > making<br>> > > > > > > > > a joke, but he honestly believes it to be true.<br>> > > > > > > > ><br>> > > > > > > > > "You use wands? Can you also use your hands or a staff?"
<br>> asked<br>> > > > > Amber.<br>> > > > > > > ><br>> > > > > > > > "It depends upon the type of magic," Harriet offers. "But most<br>> wizards
<br>> > > > > > > > and witches use wands as a sort of focus for their energies.<br>> Wands are<br>> > > > > > > > very special. No two are the same, just as no two wizards are
<br>> the<br>> > > > > > > > same. The trick is finding the right wand." She looks directly<br>> at her<br>> > > > > > > > son. "The right wand enhances your own natural abilities. But
<br>> you will<br>> > > > > > > > both have a chance to pick out your wands soon enough."<br>> > > > > > > ><br>> > > > > > > > Harriet smiles at her husband as she waits for him to open the
<br>> > > > > entrance.<br>> > > > > > ><br>> > > > > > > "Yeah, yeah, yeah, can we just go in already?" Kadyn had been<br>> trying to<br>> > > > > hide
<br>> > > > > > > his anxiousness, but he had his own reasons. The money he had<br>> been<br>> > > > > saving<br>> > > > > > > for his new rat was burning a hole in his pocket. But Kadyn knew
<br>> he<br>> > > > > couldn't<br>> > > > > > > let his parents know that this was his main reason for wanting<br>> to go.<br>> > > > > ><br>> > > > > > Phil seemed to feel more comfortable now that the group had found
<br>> the<br>> > > > > > right door. It was all coming back to him as they made their way<br>> > > > > > through the tavern and into the back alley. "Yes, I remember now.<br>> > > > > > Amber, watch this!" he exclaimed, nudging her and pointing at Ryan
<br>> as<br>> > > > > > he faced the brick wall.<br>> > > > ><br>> > > > > "It's a wall..." Kadyn failed to see what was so special about it.<br>> > > >
<br>> > > > The bricks sprang to life as Ryan touched his wand to the wall. They<br>> > > > jumped to the corners of the wall and revealed an alley way crowded<br>> > > > with people scurrying about. Chatter, laughter, and excitement filled
<br>> > > > the ears of the small group now walking into the bright and bustling<br>> > > > atmosphere of the wizarding world.<br>> > > > "Whoa..." said Amber. That was all she could say.
<br>> > > ><br>> > > > Diagon Alley was unlike anyplace Amber, and to a lesser extent Kadyn,<br>> > > > had ever seen. Buildings rose and leaned precariously, like a<br>> > > > toddler's block tower, but strangely seemed very solid. Shop signs
<br>> > > > moved of their own accord, shouting about the wonderful wares within.<br>> > > > Sometimes they even argued with each other or chatted in rapt<br>> > > > conversation. People bustled about on the street dressed in layers of
<br>> > > > rich colors, many struggling under the weight of iron cauldrons, huge<br>> > > > hardbound books and stiff broomsticks, though some seemed to manage<br>> > > > more than a full load quite comfortably. Music and laughter - the
<br>> > > > sounds of excitement - filled the air.<br>> > ><br>> > ><br>> > > "cool..." It was alot like Hogsmeade and what he had heard of the<br>> Ministry of Magic combined. it was so... strange. He had seen things like it
<br>> other places, but it still had a weird awe about it. "Let's go check it out<br>> Amber!" Kadyn started walking forward<br>> > ><br>> > ><br>> > > At first all Amber could do was gape at the crowded alley before her.
<br>> When she realized that the rest of the group was walking away, she jumped up<br>> and zoomed past them looking at every oddity on the street. When she was<br>> done she ran up to Kadyn and said, "I love the wizarding world!"
<br>> ><br>> ><br>> > "We won't leave this street Mom! I wonder if their is a broomstick shop<br>> around..." He started glancing in windows. He spotted one up ahead, with a<br>> broom of some kind in it. "Sweet! look at this Amber!"
<br>> ><br>> > She followed his gaze to the shop window with a large broomstick sitting<br>> inside. Her eyes widened, she ran over the large plate of glass blocking her<br>> way and pressed her nose against it, A large smile spread across her face.
<br>> > "Will I be able to ride that?" she asked, her eyes not daring to leave the<br>> broomstick.<br>><br>> "I don't know. Flying doesn't neccesarily have anything to do with magical
<br>> skill. Some of the best Wizards in the world can't fly well." He looked<br>> around the window for the name, but didn't see one. "Not that it matters,<br>> they just apparate. Let's go inside! I wonder how much a cheep broom is..."
<br>><br>> The two young wizards entered the tiny shop to find it loaded with<br>> broomsticks and people of all shapes and sizes. Amber looked at the tag for<br>> the one nearest to her.<br>> "Clean Sweep 7" she read out loud, then she read the price "500!" She looked
<br>> at Kayden, "These arn't cheap."<br><br>Ryan shook his head, keeping his daughter close as the two budding<br>friends scuttled ahead. "Mind you remember why we're here, Kadyn," he<br>called after his son, nodding toward Olivanders.
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<div>"yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll be right there! Do you see any cheaper ones Amber? I know I'll probally never be able to get one with Hesetu, but still..." He kept looking at various brooms, not seeing any real changes in cost anywhere.
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