-Nico
I shadow traveled Percy and I to Diagon Alley in no time. Luckily it wasn't that far from our house, so It didn't drain a lot of my energy. As soon as my vision cleared a little, I saw how beautiful this place really was. The shops were clumped together and there were several people walking around.
"C'mon." Percy said as he grabbed my hand. "We have to look around before getting new robes. This place is amazing!"
I sighed but still nodded my head to show that I agreed. Percy practically beamed when I said yes because before I knew it I was being dragged around Diagon Alley by a very excited Percy Jackson. That's when I realized he was holding my hand. Oh my god oh my gods oh my gods! Percy Jackson was holding my hand right now. I felt my the butterflies in my stomach begin to flutter.
Percy and I walked around everywhere looking at who knows what. The whole time my hand was in his. After about a few hours of looking around, Percy's stomach let out a loud growl.
Percy chuckled. "Guess we should get some lunch."
I nodded. "Yeah follow me. I saw a place that serves lunch up here." I pointed to my right and Percy nodded and let go of my hand. His face beginning to look a little red. I was a little disappointed when he let go, but I didn't let my expression show it.
I began walking in the direction of the lunch place and Percy followed. It didn't take long to get there. Once we got there I saw Percy's face light up and he walked into the restaurant. I followed behind him. When I walked in, I saw he already had a table and a menu.
I rolled my eyes but joined him all the less. "So what are you getting Perce?"
He set down his menu and smiled at me. "The chicken basket with 'chips' as they call them." He made air quotes around the word chips.
I grabbed his menu and skimmed over it. The words were a little hard to read, but I did make out something called Bacon and Butty. It was pretty much a bacon sandwich.
A waiter came over a smiled at us. "'Ello I'm Tom. What can I get you today?"
Percy smiled widely at the man. "Can I have the chicken and chips with a coke. And is there any way you can make the food blue?"
Tom nodded and turned to me. "And for you?"
"May I have the bacon and butty please with some water to drink." I tried to sound polite and I saw Percy hold a hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter. I just shot a glare his way.
Tom smiled and nodded again. "Your order should be out in about ten minutes."
Once Tom walked away, I turned back to Percy who was now silently laughing at me. "Oh ha ha ha. Laugh it up, Jackson. "I spat.
Percy wiped the tears from his eyes. "Sorry Neeks, but that was just too funny! Who knew you could be so polite?"
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest. "You do know I was born in the 1930s right? Back when manners were forced upon children."
Percy just laughed harder. I sighed and waited for the food to arrive so we could get these robes and go home.
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"Well, that was good." Percy said as we walked out of The Leaky Cauldron. "Now where is that robe shop?"
I shrugged and began looking around. It was really hard to read signs with our dyslexia, but I saw something that looked to be a robe shop. I tugged on Percy's arm then pointed to what I saw. "Hey, Percy look."
He looked over to where I was pointing and nodded. "Yeah, that looks like the place."
The two of us walked over to the shop and entered.
-Harry
"Madam Malkin," I said as I entered the robe shop with a smug smile. "The saviors of the wizarding world would appreciate it if you fitted us for our robes today."
Ron and Hermione nodded behind me, they too wore smug smiles. We knew that if she didn't get to us today, she's in trouble. Not only with us, but with our fans too.
"Mr. Potter it is not your position to talk to me like that." She said sternly. "I suggest you sit down and wait your turn."
I crossed my arms over my chest. "No. We should be served first. We saved your bloody arse for Merlin's sake!"
The robe maker just rolled her eyes and turned back to her work.
"How dare you roll your eyes at us you ungrateful-" Hermione was cut off by the doors bell jingling, signaling someone has entered the shop.
I turned towards the door to see who came in. It was a small boy with hair as black as night and skin as pale as paper. He had sunken dark eyes and his lips were pressed in a straight line. You could tell he was ticked about something.
"Hey Neeks!" A cheery voice called from the door. His voice sounded off though. An accent was clearly heard. American maybe? "Look at this robe. We should get it for Hazel."
At the mention of this girls name, the dark boys' demeanor softened. He turned towards the direction of the funny voice and tapped his foot. "Let me see Perce."
The other boy, Perce as he called him, walked into view. He had raven black hair and tan skin. It must be fake. I thought. Nobody could be that good looking. His sea green eyes only added to his appeal. He smiled as he showed the gloomy boy a beautiful golden robe with gemes lining the neck and rims.
"So," The fake boy said. "Do you think she'll like it?"
The dark and creepy one nodded. A small smile played his lips. "She'd love it Perce."
The 'Perce' guy nodded and smiled. "Great. Now let's get me a new robe. Preferably fireproof."
The shorter boy just shook his head in amusement. "Percy I don't even know how you managed to set your robe on fire."
"What can I say!" Percy said with a lopsided smile that would probably make girls swoon. "I have a gift!"
'Neeks' rolled his eyes. "You're an idiot."
Percy faked a pout. "Aw c'mon Neeks. Don't be like that."
The younger boy turned and walked off in the direction of Madam Malkin. When he got to her, he tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me miss?" He said politely. "My friend kinda burned his robe on accident and we need to get him a new one for school. Do you think you could help us?"
Madam Malkin smiled. She smiled. What the bloody hell! "Of course dear." She turned to Percy and motioned for him to come over to the fitting table.
Percy smiled and walked on up. "Thanks, ma'am."
Madam Malkin smiled again. "Oh, it's no problem dearie."
Okay, I've had enough of this. I cleared my throat rather loudly and all heads turned towards me. "Madam Malkin what is the meaning of this?!" I asked rather angrily.
"Yeah." Ron said backing me up. "We were clearly here first, but you're serving these blokes before us?"
Hermione nodded her head vigorously. "You clearly have no respect for your superiors."
The taller boy on the fitting post narrowed his eyes. He shot us a glare that was so scary, I almost peed myself. "Why are you talking to her like that? Can't you see that she is working hard in this robe shop by herself? You people aren't making it easier by coming in here and telling her that she's being disrespectful. She doesn't belong to you. You don't have the rights to treat her like shit. Maybe you shou-"
The darker boy put a hand on the older boys shoulder. "Perce calm down before something happens."
The older boy visibly calmed. He turned to the younger and smiled. "Thanks, Nico. I needed that."
'Nico' nodded and removed his hand.
Madam Malkin smiled up at the sea green-eyed boy. "Thank you, young man. Not many people respect me. They only see a woman who can make clothes for them."
Percy smiled down at her. "No need for thank yous and such. I believe that all women could do some serious damage if they wanted to. Next time someone disrespects you, show them who's boss."
Madam Malkin nodded. I could do this anymore. I turned on my heel and walked out of that blasted robe store.
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