I smile as I took a step out of the wand shop looking down at my new wand. To say I that I was happy would be an understatement. I was ecstatic. I start to daydream about all of the magic spells I got to try with this wand and got myself so distracted that I actually ended up somewhere I have never been before. I turn to look behind me to the sound of cackling that chilled me to my very core. Everything around me was grim and musty.
Where in the bloody hell am I?
The sound of pittering and pattering feet cause me to look around again before I felt little feet run across my shoe. I squeal like the little girl I was realizing it was a rat. The rat stood on its high legs looking at me. I felt that I knew it from somewhere. I get down on to my knees to take a closer look when I realize that it was missing one of its toes.
"Scabbers?" As soon as I said that the rat took off running. "Hey wait! Ron has been looking for you, you stupid rat!" I call after following close behind my wand at the ready to make a trap. Scabbers ran into a hole in a wall forcing me to end the chase. "Damn you dumb rat," I mutter as squeaking of chains compel me to look up.
"Borgin and Burkes" could be read on the rotting sign and I felt a heaviness in my stomach.
Knockturn Alley.
"You're late Peter!" I heard a man yell from inside the shop as a costumer hurriedly left I ducked behind the building in hopes to not be seen, I watch as the customer continues to go the opposite direction of me, faint yelling still heard my curiosity peaked. I look inside, I couldn't believe my own eyes. Scabbers climbed up to the table as Mr. Bogin continued to seemingly yell at him. Then he transformed into this dirty, very ugly man with blonde hair that was knotted and matted down, the very appearance of him made me feel like I needed to jump in the shower. Before I could continue to watch what was going on I felt a hand grab onto the back of my shirt and start dragging me.
"Hey let me go," I shout trying to twist out of the persons grasp. I turn to see who my kidnapper was but he wore a long black cloak that masked his face. I point my wand back to the cloaked being. "Stupef-" I was interrupted by the cackling of another witch and I couldn't find my words anymore.
Next thing I knew, I was in the dress shop next to Nirvana in front of a mirrored dressing room door. Nirvana jumped at the sight of me.
"Whoa! Where'd you come from?" she asks looking over at me. I could feel that my face was cold and that I was a ghostly white. "Angelica?" I tighten my grip on my wand and shake myself out of it.
"Knockturn Alley..." I mutter softly. Her eyes widen at my response before we were interrupted by the sing-song voice of Sierra.
"Is my audience ready?" She asks as the sound of a zipper squeaks through the air. Nirvana and I roll our eyes at the same time. Sierra has always wanted to be a model.
"I see Sierra couldn't resist," I whisper to her.
"She actually listened to me saying only to try on one dress," Nirvana replies quietly.
"Who made a polyjuice out of her?" I asked before we were cut off by the sound of the dressing room door opening.
"What do you guys think?" She asks twirling around like she was on one of those muggle fashion channels.
"Gorgeous," Nirvana and I reply. The dress was indeed beautiful with a black tulle skirt and diamonds that looked like falling stars among the bodice. Sierra grins with approval. 
"I'm getting it," she calls out to the two of us as she gets back in the dressing room.
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