Killing a few hours. (Zach)

[Danny McKay G5]

Danny finally decided to meet up with his real father, after all the letters he kept sending he might as well meet him once in his life. That morning Danny got up early and got ready his mom and William asked him what he was doing but he just kept saying he was going to go to Diagon alley to get some school supplies. He was going to Diagon alley that was true but he didn't plan to get and supplies today. He left the house and headed to Diagon alley which wasn't that far away so he just walked and didn't use floo powder like he normally did. Danny was a little nervous about meeting his real dad so he needed the extra time to think about something to say.

He made it to the pub and walked right to the back then tapped the right bricks to get into the alley. It wasn't as busy as normal probably because the summer had just started and most people would probably be with there families or resting from the school year. Danny went to where he was supposed to meet Richard and Danny was early. Not just a few minutes early it was 12' o clock and they were supposed to meet at two. Danny felt kind of dumb for being there that early. Danny did have his list of supplies needed for school and some money so her guessed he should at lest get some stuff for school.

Danny went to the nearest store that had something on the supply list which was Flourish and Blotts book store and went in. He looked around for any books he needed or anything he just wanted to get. He saw a Herbology book he needed and could help but have the urge to throw it a crossed the shop. Danny pulled the book off of the shelf and it fell just missing another person who was next to him. “Sorry about that.” He said picking up the book off the floor. "I would have been more careful if I know someone was there." He said after getting up with the book.

[zach]

"Pay attention when I'm speaking to you, Zacharias."

For some reason, Uncle Phin was in a horrid mood today. Zacharias sighed, shuffling alongside his tall guardian and listening reluctantly to what had to be the most dull lecture on potion ingredients he had ever heard. He couldn't give a fiddler's fart about the properties of shrivelfig when it wasn't skinned properly. When was he going to need that? Whenever Zacharias made a potion, he always careful to keep his ingredients in perfect condition.

"You're not listening, are you?"

Uncle Phin frowned, looking slightly put-out. Zacharias shrugged.

"No, not really."

He might as well tell the truth. It could save him hours of lecturing time that could have been occupied by something far more productive. Perhaps reading? Shopping was never much fun, but if they went to Flourish and Blott's . . . .

Reading his mind, Uncle Phin said quickly, "You go on ahead to the bookshop. I'll just be down Knocturn Alley, in Bertram's shop. You know where it is, boy."

Thank Merlin. Praising the heavens for his luck, Zacharias immediately shot off, racing toward Flourish and Blott's. They had a whole section devoted to histories on Dark Wizards there. If he could somehow slip by the sales' clerk, he might be able to sneak back and have a look. But only if he was cautious. Bookshop clerks were always more nosy than they ought to be. The were always asking where his parents were, what he was looking for, why he was interested in this subject. Diagon Alley was different from Knocturn Alley in that sense. The shopkeepers in Diagon Alley were always asking questions, while the shopkeepers in Knocturn Alley knew better and left you to your own vices. Zacharias preferred the Knocturn Alley approach, but Flourish and Blott's was the best bookshop, so he didn't have much of a choice.

A bell sounded near the door as he strode in, alerting the clerk to the new arrival. Ignoring him, Zacharias moved on to examine a book on wart charms. He snorted, flipping through several pages and biting back laughter and the photographs of shy teens and angry-looking adults that were covered in warts.

He was vaguely aware of something whooshing by his head, followed by an apology of some sort.

"Should have payed better attention, shouldn't you," sneered Zacharias, his lip curling into a snarl. "That could have hit my head, and then where would you be? I probably wouldn't een be in a state to accept apologies after that."

[Danny McKay G5]

Danny was a little surprised that the kid had such a big attitude all of a sudden but then again it was his fault the book almost fell on him but still. Danny Looked down at him "A Slytherin probably, that might explain it." He thought to himself. "Well I don't think it would have knocked you out if it hit you, maybe just a huge bump and a headache." He said looking at him weighing the book with his hand. It was pretty heavy but doubted it would have knocked him out.

Danny looked at the title of the book, it said in bold letter Herbology. "Even when I'm not in this class it still gets me in trouble." He said out loud to himself then looked back at the person. "Well again I'm sorry. I Guess your right, I should have been more careful." He said not in the mood to ague with him. "So what’s your name? I'm Danny McKay." Danny said trying to be nice, he had some time to kill so might as well talk to someone while he waits Danny thought to himself. “Let me guess you’re a Slytherin?” Danny said looking at him.

(Sorry it seems a little short to me I don't know what's wrong with me.)

[zach]

"Zacharias Domingart," said the boy stiffly, holding out his hand. "Yees, I'm a Slytherin. Let me guess---Hufflepuff?"

Smirking, he turned his attention to a nearby book and began to flip through the pages. This Danny person was boring, not to mention annoying, thought Zacharias. He thought longingly of the conversations with Ariane and Uncle Phin. Those were people with proper Hfbrains in their heads, not this Hufflepuff-esque fool. He didn't have the time to waste with people like this, not when there was an entire shop of books at his fingertips, some worthy of the Restricted Section in Hogwarts. That was the lovely thing about a bookshop. There was no Restricted Section to stop him buying things. All he had to do was mention Uncle Phin and flash some gold and the books were his. The shopkeeperd here were permanently stuck in the 19th century. There were no questions asked if one had the money, no matter how old you were.

"Anyway," Zacharias drawled, uncharacteristically social, "You really should watch what you're doing, especially in shops like this. Who knows what sort of person you might have hit had it not been me. Why, it could have been the Minister of Magic himself! Then where would you be?" He paused, smirking at a page on Eyewort. "Of course, you're very lucky it was only me that got hit. I don't really mind now, but imagine what the Minister would have said. He doesn't have the money my family does, but he has power. He could have had you locked up in Azkaban for attempting assasination of an official. I'm sure your parents would be mortified by that. Or---are they Muggles? You'd be lucky then. Muggles couldn't understand something so important, and you would probably get off easy with them, once you returned from Azkaban."

It was a useless rambling, but Zacharias never had been much of a social butterfly. He was no good at just making up a topic, no matter how wonderfully adept Uncle Phin was at it. It was certainly not a learned trait.

[Danny McKay G5]

Danny laughed when he answered back then said Danny was probably a Hufflepuff. “No I’m just as clumsy as most of them are, Gryffindor actually.” Danny said smiling,” I might as well try to be nice.” He thought to himself but pretty soon he ditched that idea as Zacharias started talking again. As he started to talk he kept saying what if it wasn’t him but the minister of magic then what would happen. “Well I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t end up in Azkaban just almost hitting the Minster of magic with a book.” He said pretty sure this was true but he didn’t know how the Minster was. “And I’m a pureblood so they know what Azkaban is.” He said looking down at the Zacharias.

“And what if I was the son of an important person, you might have been thrown in Azkaban for having such a big attitude.” Danny said thinking this kid had a huge attitude problem but being a Slytherin they were all like that, huge egos and attitudes. “And what’s with the attitude?” He said wondering why he had one. “The book didn’t actually even hit you?”