Hogwarts-Third Year

Amy Matthews, a girl in Harry Potter's year, tells the events of the Prisoner of Azkaban from her perspective.


2. The Leaky Cauldron

Nobody mentioned Amy's birthday that day at all to Henry, Jasmine or Emily. Emily just looked smug all day, because she thought Amy had got no presents, little did she know that a massive pile of sweets was waiting for Amy when she felt like eating it all. 

At some point during the summer holidays, Henry and Jasmine were going to Diagon Alley to see their old friends Florean Fortescue and his wife Lily. There was no babysitter available for Emily, Amy, Jake, Charlie and Adam, so they decided they would have to take the children with them, much to their annoyance.

It was two weeks after Amy's birthday that they decided to go to Diagon Alley; they couldn't wait any longer, as the Matthew's children had received their Hogwarts supply lists. Emily was allowed in Diagon Alley, but she'd never be able to do any magic with the products that can be bought there.

Diagon Alley was just as exciting and magical as usual; the shops were filled with witches and wizards, buying everything from cloaks to belladonna, from cauldrons to owls. Amy made a beeline for the Quality Quidditch Supplies shop, to look at buying a new set of Quidditch gloves. She forgot that she had to go to Gringotts before she could buy anything. Begrudgingly, she stomped off to Gringotts to get 10 Galleons to spend for the day.

After the horrible cart ride around Gringotts to pick up the families' money, they set off on their own destinations. Amy checked her list for the supplies she would have to buy that day:

Standard Book of Spells (Grade 3) by Miranda Goshawk

Unfogging the Future by Cassandra Vablatsky

Intermediate Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

The Monster Book of Monsters

She traipsed in Flourish and Blotts, where she purchased her books easily, without confusion like last year, when everyone wanted their books signed by Gilderoy Lockhart. Amy wonders what happened to him...

Amy still did have money left, but she had to buy a new set of robes for school, which spent the last of her Galleons. Grumpily, she began to walk towards the Leaky Cauldron, when she spotted a scrawny, black haired boy with glasses, surrounded by his friends. She scowled. Amy had never liked Harry Potter, although she didn't know why.

Her bags were going to start splitting soon, so she would ask Jake to borrow the key to Gringotts so she could buy a new shopping bag. She found him carefully looking at an odd book in Flourish and Blotts. It had a pretty golden cover, and it had the title How To Charm Witches. Amy giggled, and Jake jumped up with a start.

"Can I borrow the key to Gringotts?" Amy asked, still grinning.

"What for?" he asked suspiciously.

"I need some new bags, these ones are gonna split," she said.

"Fine, but be quick," he replied, handing over the golden key, with an emerald at the base. Amy ran towards the pillars of Gringotts, and took that sickening ride once more. They won't miss 12 Galleons, will they, Amy thought, as she scraped quite a lot of money out of the vault. The Matthews vault was piled high with Galleons, Sickles and Knuts, so it wouldn't matter if some happened to go missing, would it?

It turned out that the Quality Quidditch Supplies shop shut at dusk, so Amy went to the Leaky Cauldron, feeling glum. She decided she would wait for the rest of her family. She waited. And waited. It was about 9pm before Tom the Barman asked what was wrong:

"Where are your family, girl?" he asked, gruffly.

"I-I don't know!" Amy said, almost tearfully. "I went to Gringotts and then they weren't here, when they said they'd wait for me! I've been sitting here since dusk!"

"It's okay, I'm sure they'll come back for you," Tom said kindly. "I hitch you up with Room 14, free of charge,"

"Are you sure? I have money-" Amy pleaded, but Tom brushed her off, and led Amy up to her room. The room was decent, a pale green bed in the middle of the white painted walls. Tom let her get settled, as Amy's eyes filled with tears; how could they have forgotten her?

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