Struck By Your Spell ~A Muggle Trapped In The Wizard World~

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Chapter 3

~The Leaky Cauldron~

"Are we going to apparate to Diagon Alley?" I ask Harry. Ron doesn't seem prone to answer right now.
"Nah we'll use floo powder to get to the Leaky Cauldron where we'll be staying for a while. Then we can go to Diagon Alley from there," Harry says, throwing some powder in a nearby fireplace. The flames turn green and Harry steps into it yelling, "the Leaky Cauldron!" before disappearing.
Ron glances over at my scared face and sighs, "C'mon." He grabs my hand and pulls both of us into the fire, "To the Leaky Cauldron"
We reappear in the bar/hotel that's also the entrance to Diagon Alley. Ron's still holding my hand. He looks down, sees our hands and lets go. His ears turn red as he looks away.
"Uh, thanks," I say, looking down sheepishly.
"Here we are!" Harry says with a smile. "I'm going to send an owl to Hermione to let her know where we're at. Ron, why don't you fill Danielle in on our muggle problem?"
Ron sighs, gets the keys to the room I'm staying in and leads me up the stairs.
"Sit down," he orders. I obey with a scowl. "How much do you know? About me and Harry and the rest?"
I give him basically an overview of all seven of the Harry Potter books.
"That's what I thought," Ron says with a frown. "a bit unaccurate but you've got the essential points."
"What's unaccurate?" I ask.
Ron grins slightly, "Well for one thing Hermione and I've never dated. Second off, I don't have a sister, though she sounds great."
"You don't?! You didn't?!"
"J.K. Rowling is a great writer, I'll give her that. But she's a very irresponsible witch who got done important facts wrong and then decided to make a profit by selling these books to muggles."
"She's a WITCH!?" I gasp.
"Of course, how else would she know all about us?"
"I... I don't know," I frown. "But what's the problem? I mean, muggles think they're made up."
"Yeah, until they get a little too into it and start seeing traces of magic. Then we have to step on and erase their memories of it. It's become quite a problem nowadays. Then you show up yelling at my brother and demanding to know everything that's going on…"
I roll my eyes and tune out the rest, looking at the room. The shelves and dresser were covered with a fine layer of dust. Ron noticed me examining the dust and pulled his wand out. He pointed it at the desk and mumbled "tergeo." The dust disappeared.
"Thanks," I grin. He smirks back at me before nodding towards the door.
"We'd better go find Harry and get you a wand."
"I get a wand?!" I gasp.
Ron nods, "Apparently you might be a witch."
I grin. "That is so cool."
Ron nods, leaning a little closer, "Yeah. It is." Our noses are almost touching.
A loud crack comes from outside the door. And a girl barges in. "Oh! Am i interrupting?" she asks.
Ron quickly pulls his face away and smiles. "Hello Hermione."
"Hello Ron. And you must be Danielle. I just received Harry's letter."
"Did you see him out there before you came barging in here?" Ron asks, sounding a bit annoyed.
"No. We'd better find him before..." Hermione stops, glancing at me.
"Yeah we better," Ron says. They walk out, heads together, whispering. They're obviously hiding something.

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