The tension of anxiety sat at the pit of Fiona's stomach like a rock. She always held tension in her stomach, so this was no different than any other time, but this was very different in many cases. Naturally, the start of any school year is a bit daunting. Fiona always did her best to be as prepared for school as she possibly could. Her mother had always given her a hand when preparing for everything, especially school supplies.

" Standard size Cauldron?"

Fiona's eyes lit up.

" Do you suppose that your obsession with Cauldrons was genetic?" Asked Fiona's friend Andrea. A soft laugh escaped Fiona's mouth. Andera is Fiona's best friend, who also happens to be a muggle. Though being a witch bombshell definitely added something above average for the girls to discuss, not much had changed between them.

"Probably," answered Fiona. Fiona walked over to her friend Andrea and leaned in closer to read Andrea's parchment in her hands. It was her school supply list. This was going to be an interesting shopping trip, to say the least. " Girls! It's time for Andrea to go home, Fiona let's get going, Darling." Shouted Fiona's mother from downstairs. Today was the day that Fiona and her parents were going to London to catch the train to Hogwarts. For now, this was a goodbye between the two friends. Andrea and Fiona look at each other with Wide and slightly annoyed pre-teen eyes, smile, and grab Fiona's belongings. Climbing down the stairs where Fiona's parents stood there waiting. Cordial goodbyes and genuine chatter filled the corridor as the group exited the home. Fiona and Andrea embrace each other one last time. Andrea speaks to Fiona, " You do right not to find a new best friend, I may not be a wizard, but I will throw hands to keep you, my bestie." Fiona chuckled, and both girls became emotional. Hugging each other and waving goodbye to each other as Fiona and her family drove away. Self-soothing and calming herself enough to stop any more tears, Fiona looked ahead.

Once in London, Fiona and her family arrived in what was called the Leaky Cauldron. " I bet you Love that, huh?" Fiona's dad asked her. Knowing full-well how much joy cauldrons bring his daughter. Once inside the pub, Fiona was shown how to gain entrance into Diagon Ally. The bricks began to move and meld apart and back together again to create an entrance into the bustling street. Smells and sounds permeated towards Fiona and her family. Her parents didn't know how to react or what to expect, yet Fiona felt compelled to move forward and into the street.

There were shops filled with Books, creatures, trunks, robes, and wands. Fiona knew that having a wand would help her control her magic better, so she went into that shop first. What an experience that was. Once she obtained her wand, she immediately stood out in front of the cauldron shop. " Potage's Cauldron Shop," Fiona whispered. Grabbing the heavy wooden door and pulling it open to reveal a place Fiona has ever dreamed about. An entire store dedicated to Cauldrons; big, small, rusty, new, old, of so many varieties. Her mouth was agape as she stood in front of the door. Her thick Auburn hair billowed out from behind her ears as the door closed behind her. The room darkened a bit but still had a warm mid-day glow to it. The Sun peaked through the windows and shot streams of light through onto her eyes. Lighting them up, revealing the mossy hazel color and emphasizing the honey color in the middle. This also rendered Fiona blind to the sun. She squinted and raised her arm to cover her eyes and moved forward to get out of the direct light. She took a couple of steps and almost immediately kicked a huge and heavy cauldron that was placed under a large wooden table that held smaller cauldrons.

The pain rang up Fiona's foot and into her shin. "Shit," she said audibly. Her own words echoed in her head as she looked up to see if anyone had heard her. " Someone must have heard me. I can't be the only one in this store." she thought to herself. Her eyes opened beyond, squinting to see her fate.