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It was a day, like any other day in the merry ole city of London, with people jostling about the crowded streets each set on their own daily tasks while rain drizzled down from a dreary gray sky. Not much of any importance seemed to be about, well that is of course if you ignored the boisterous crowd that ambled about the entrance of a run down old tavern called The Leaky Caldron. A menagerie of curious clothing, pointed hats, and slurring’s of the most peculiar conversations could be heard there, while the patrons wandered in and out of the near antique wooden doors. What was most peculiar however, were the youth’s that seemed to slip into the adult tavern and yet never to come back out… It may have been just another day for the world of the Muggles but today was the most fortuitous of days for the world of Witch Craft and Wizardry, for today was the day to send off ones children to Hogwarts!
Last minute supplies, and purchases of odder items were to be found just beyond this tavern, the entrance to the famous Diagon Alley. As it seemed the Floo network was having some issues – one wasn’t sure where they would end up once they stepped into the lurid green flames; the public entrance that was this tavern seemed to be quiet busy today. Once one entered the tavern they would find the oddities only escalated as the world of Wizardry only intensified just past these doors. Young 1st years and older students however would slip past the adult scenery, ushered by their parents to the back door then further past a magic wall of bricks.
On past the entrance to the Alley there were many signs and missing faced flyers that parents would often hurry their children past, but it was clear that the disappearances were growing in numbers even to the most casual passer. But beyond that the stores awaited and people still seemed to have much to buy! Diagon Alley was a wonder to see with all that was there and these unfortunate had not dampened the spirits of the young it would appear as they hurried from shop to shop searching for the wares of their school year trades. They wouldn’t have long either as the minutes ticked on by and the schedule for the Hogwarts train was set just past noon, to get what they needed then to reach the ¾’s platform before departure.
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