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Summary: Labyrinth / HP Sarah wasnt unchanged when she defeated Jareth, now she has to learn to live with the consequences. Luckily, there is this school in Scotland that can help...

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Harry Potter > Non-BtVS/AtS Stories > Crossover: Labyrinth(Past Donor)chaoseternusFR133132,05024339,89926 Nov 0612 Apr 09No

Chapter 5

ILLUSION
By Chaos_eternus

Chapter 5: Shopping at Diagon Alley

Sarah smiled as she was led to the first of two shops she had to visit herself, the Goblins had grabbed her list and personally chased down as many of the items as she needed themselves but their was still two she needed to chose personally.

One was a familiar.

Sarah personally liked the cats, so cute and so many different types; she wouldn't mind a cat,

But the owls were nice too, and could be used to carry her mail…

The frogs and toads… yeeuch, definite pass their and most of the other creatures didn't interest her but the cats and the owls…

Growling in frustration, she looked again over the cats and owls.

Then she saw him, and her mouth set in a straight, evilly humorous line.

Oh, yes, he was perfect.

She walked back outside and the Goblins made strangled noises as they caught sight of the owl she had chosen.

Lightly, she said, “I was thinking of calling him Jareth, what do you think?”

“Spiting image, mistress” Griphook finally managed to reply, “Next stop, Ollivanders. Most likely you will not find a wand that works for you due to the different types of magic's but Ollivander keeps some esoteric ones that might be suitable”

Nodding, she followed the goblin as they walked back up towards Ollivanders.

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“ahh, miss Sarah, Dumbledore told me to expect you…” the man climbed down of his ladder with a frown, “I don't believe he mentioned your last name however”

“no” Sarah replied, a little challengingly, “he wouldn't have”

“Hmmm…” Ollivander frowned, then shrugged it off, “anyway I have brought out the most…” he hesitated, “rare wands I have, hmm…”

He reached onto an old, rickety trolley that had rolled up behind him, and grabbed a small cardboard box from which he extracted an old, black wand. Grimacing, he removed a cloth from his pocket and wiped it over carefully, giving it a quick polish before he handed it over.

“Well… give it a wave!”

Sarah waved, and the shop window exploded, shards of glass hitting an invisible barrier as they flashed through the air

“No definitely not” Ollivander said, grabbing the wand back, “hmm… good thing that barriers there, right try this one…”

Five hours later and Sarah was fed up, there was no wand for her here. She had already tried all of the rare ones and there was just one last common type to try…

Which was, surprise surprise, a bust.

Sarah shrugged it off; she had been warned there might not be a wand for her, now it looked to be true.

And it was late anyway, she needed to go back to the Leaky Cauldron and get some sleep, tomorrow she would go to Hogwarts.
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