Freedom | Harry Potter X Male Reader

1~ A Peaceful Wizarding Life

"Lets see... The old man told me to 'go on a shopping spree' and then he would meet up with me. However I'm not quite sure what that means." I thought as I aimlessly walked the streets of Diagon Alley.

I pulled out the invitation letter I received to Hogwarts and turned to the back page.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM

First-year students will require:

1.Three sets of plain work robes (black)

2.One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

3.One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

4.One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags.

COURSE BOOKS

All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

OTHER EQUIPMENT

1 wand

1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

1 set glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

Lastly, a message written in bold capital letters could be seen very clearly.

"PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS" It stated.

"Parents huh?" I thought while looking at the ground sadly.

I shook the dark thoughts I had away and composed myself. After all, I had no reason to worry about things that did not concern me. To distract myself of such negative thoughts I looked back at the requirements listed in the letter from Hogwarts.

"Guess I'll start with uniform." I said aloud, walking to my next destination.

I stopped in front of a shop with a large sign saying 'Madam Malkin's Robes' in elegant cursive letters. Once I entered, I began to receive strange stares from the other families purchasing clothing. Some looked at me with disgust, while others looked at me with confusion.

"I wasn't exactly what you would call a 'popular kid' in my old schools, but I didn't expect to be treated like an alien here!" 

I arrived at the counter and rung the wooden bell, which somehow managed to make a loud ding. I assumed it was some magical charm casted to imitate the sound of a bell.