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Chapter Six

I skipped off to the Quidditch shop hoping to check out the new broom. GoldenFlash II was just set up only minutes ago by the look of it. The shop was open for only reserved special customers. Quickly I dashed up to the door and started talking rapidly to the man there.“ Er hi.. I was wondering when the store would be open for the rest of the people? I mean I just wanted to uh.. Do you know how much the GoldenFlash II is? When will um. It be available for people to buy?” I burst out. Quidditch was my obsession.


“ It'll be open in a few hours, around 2:00 pm.” The assistant laughed.” It's roughly 1000 galleons my boss really hasn't quite decided how much. It'll be available for come in customers to buy in a week, ” For some reason the guy looked really familiar but I know I've never met him before, that's really odd.” Reserved Special customers are able to buy it now I believe.”


“ Oh thanks! Thanks a lot, that was really helpful.” I smiled at him, truthfully it was helpful, most of the time I say that I'm being unbearably sarcastic, I hope he doesn't think I'm being sarcastic. That wouldn't go over well.


“ No problem, if you don't mind me asking, what's your last name miss?” YAY! He didn't think that I was being a little idiot. And telling him my name wouldn't do any harm. At least I don't think so. What harm could a name do, it's not like I'm some sort of mass murderer or something of the sort. I've hardly even harmed someone with magic. See! I'm innocent I only physically hurt people, and verbally! Not with magic. Er. Right never mind.


“ Scarlatina Black.” I flashed him another smile. He was a really nice guy, and kinda cute. I wonder why he has job here.. He could be doing much more better stuff.. Er.. I have bad grammar in my thoughts. If my mum knew I think I'd be dead. She'd totally flip out on me and almost kill me because of that. Silly mum.


“ B-Black?!” He choked. What is wrong with him? I thought Black was a fairly common surname, maybe not in the wizarding world though. But still!


“ Erm. Yea?” I turned to face him again.


“ Come on in miss, is there anything I can do for you? Please come on in.” His sudden change of mood surprised me.


“ U-Okay.. Thanks.” I followed him inside suspicious.


“ Sir! There's a Miss Black here.” Strange assistant dude called.


“ What! Oh no! Welcome to my shop, anything I can do for you?” The shop keeper walked over after quickly excusing himself from talking with another customer.


“ Please, don't trouble yourself with me.. It's nothing, I just came here to look at the GoldenFlash II.” I stuttered amazed and confused.


“ Ah.. The GoldenFlash II, a fine specimen of all broomsticks.. Not even ordered by the Quidditch teams yet.. You of course would want it.” The shop keeper sounded rather nervous.


“ I.. I don't have any money though.” This was getting a little creepy.” My father Regulus Black died not long after I was born.. I didn't think he left me any money.” The shop keeper and his assistant just stared at me.


“ Well.. Uh.” The man wiped his sweaty forehead.” Here you go, is there anything else I can get for you Miss Black?”


“ No thank you, I'll just look around and uh.. Let you know if I have anything else I want.” I quickly dodged this man and sneaked my way to the back of the store where there was a young lady not much older then I, she had long brown hair with warm brown eyes. She was holding the hand of a eleven year old girl with lightning blue eyes that freaked me out and dark brown hair. I started looking at the shelves of Quidditch books.


“ Is that a GoldenFlash II?!” The girl burst out surprised.” That's a legend broom, it's supposed to have a really fast accelerator, the breaks supposedly work smoothly.” She stopped looking rather embarrassed, she did seem to know quite a bit about the broom.


“ Er.. Yea.” I responded.


“ Callie! That's impolite silly, sorry about her.” The older woman scolded slightly then gave me a apologetic smile.


“ It's no problem, I'd do that even at my age.” I laughed happy that someone else shared my interest in brooms. Even if it was a eleven year old.


“ MUM! IT'S JAMES AND ALBUS AND TEDDY! Teddy yay!!!” The girl named Callie shrieked. Mum? The woman didn't look old enough to be that girls mother. She only looked ten years older, adoption maybe? I certainly hope it is.


“ Calypso Granger-Malfoy! That was really rude of you. I wish you would stop doing that!” The woman sounded rather irritated, a one year old and a two year old approached with a red haired woman and a black haired guy. There was also a five year old boy with bright.. PINK HAIR?!


“ Callie! I thought you'd be with your dad today!” The five year old with the bright pink hair cheered several times in glee.


“ Hey Hermione, how's Draco doing?” The black haired man with green eyes asked.. Draco's a odd name, and so is Hermione. But then again, Scarlatina is also a really weird name. What's up with weird names in the wizarding world I wonder.


“ Eh.. Left for work at some ungodly hour, so I wouldn't know. Then Calypso and I went shopping at a certainly much better time, we only got here like half an hour ago.” Ah so that was the woman's name, Hermione.


“ DAD LOOK ITSA GOLDYFASH II!” The two year old yelled tugging on the black haired guys arm with his hand not holding on to the stick. I laughed kindheartedly that toddler was a cute sight.


“ Oh sorry about my son James, Ginny Potter by the way.” The red haired woman gave me a nervous smile.


“ Scarlatina Black.” I shook her hand, smiling as I did so. I like these people already, there really polite and there kids love Quidditch, I think it a crime to dislike Quidditch. I resisted a sudden laugh as I thought that, never looked at it that way before.


“ Black?!?” Ginny, Hermione and Ginny's husband I would presume all echoed. I really want to know what is up with my surname and why people are freaking out about it. It's not like there kings or queens.. I mean there are no wizarding royalty, at least as far as I know. I don't even want to be royalty.


“ Er yea.. My dad was Regulus Black, so I presume that makes me a Black.. And uh.. Is there a reason the shop keeper was about worshiping me?” I did not need more people fawning over me. But these people did not look like they would, good thing. I'd totally kill them if they did.


“ Reg-.. I'm Harry Potter, the Black family is a really rich and ancient line pureblood. My godfather was Sirius Black. Your dad's older brother.” Harry... Potter, is there some reason I think his name is familiar? I dunno.. OH DUH! He's the one that killed Voldy-caldy.. Er. What's his name.. Voldycourt? Moldycourt? Gah! I can't remember. But I take that thing back about killing them.


“ Oh! Your Harry Potter the man that killed Voldycourt, or whatever the idiots name was.. Pleasure to meet you.” I did my best to remember the evil persons name, I don't believe I got it right because Ginny was fighting down a grin and laughter.” I don't know his name do I?” I decided to laugh the mistake away But still! I got the thing wrong.


“ Moldywart! It Moldywart.” James prodded his mothers leg glaring indignantly at us adults, fresh outbreaks of laughter began.” I kill Moldywart.. Abracadabra!” James hit me with a stick of his and began dancing around the shop yelling Abracadabra.


“ I think that muggle shows are a bad influence for the poor little mite.” Hermione watched the two year old travel around majestically waving his arms as if he was defeating dark wizards.” Right, nice seeing you Harry, Ginny. And nice meeting you Scarlatina. But I've got to drop Callie of with Draco.” She waved took the eleven year old girls hand and left...