Young Dracula and Harry Potter Crossover

Diagon Alley

Vlad was on a train heading towards London. He knew the only way to keep his secret was to not let his dad have contact with anyone from the wizarding world. He always knew his dad was a bit 'blood crazed' but when it came to wizards it seemed as though he was psychopathic. Apparently he hasn't had good wizard blood since 1878. It's been 3 days since the professor came to his house and his dad has been begging him to go to Diagon alley ever since. Vlad knew that it was only for the blood. If you didn't have to be a wizard to find the Leaky Cauldron (or be accompanied by one) then he would have already drained them all by now.

It was a boring train ride but Vlad was anxious whole the time. He spent all 2 hours and 30 minutes thinking about things that could go wrong. What if they made a mistake? What if he goes there and he can't find the Leaky Cauldron? What if he is spotted by a slayer and staked? What is his dad going to do if he gets back and he couldn't get in? Well, he tried not to think about that one.

"All off for London!" The train conductor yelled. Vlad stood up and filed off the train into the noisy kings cross station. It took him almost an hour before he could find the Leaky Cauldron. He had to of passed it at least 5 times before he saw it. Vlad hesitated before opening the door. It was a run down old joint he thought as he stepped into the bar. There was only 3 other people not including the bartender. All deep in conversation.

"Would you like anything'?" the bartender asked and it took Vlad a few seconds to figure out he was talking to him "We got pumpkin juice if you want it. Only only 5 sickles a glass."

"No thank you." he said lightly. Silently wondering what the hell a sickle was."Just passing through." He quickened his pase- a bit afraid they would all see through him- to the back room and came to a brick wall. He recalled the pattern and tapped the bricks. He hit the last brick all of them spread apart to reveal the most magical sight he ever saw. A cobbled street went down was lined with the most colorful shops he ever saw and the people! They were all dressed in colorful robes. Some wearing pointed hats too. There were ice cream parlors, broom shops- not just any brooms, flying ones!- and a pet shop with owls, toads and even more! It was amazing. It was a major difference compared to his dark and gloomy life at home. He knew that his dad would be repulsed by it, but he wasn't like his dad. He walked down the street franticly. He never felt such joy before. It was the first time he had been happy since he left Stokley and Robin... The atmosphere was happy it seemed as though everyone was happy there. He felt a large smile slip on his face.(Probably the first time he smiled since he left Stokley too.) He felt quite out of place with his breather clothing , but he didn't care.

He first had to stop at the bank, Gringotts. He walked up marble stairs. and went to open the doors. He saw writing on the front and read it.

Enter Stranger and but take heed

But what awaits the sin of greed

For thoses who take but do not earn

Must pay most dearly in their turn

So if you seek beneath our floors

A treasure that was never yours

Thief you have been warned, beware

Of finding more than treasure there

That snapped Vlad out of it. He read it several times trying to memorize it. He wasn't sure why. Maybe he would write it on his door to his room at home. Just in case Ingrid decided to show up on their doorstep again. Vlad walked into the bank. It was a huge room with many goblins working there. It wasn't the first time Vlad had met a goblin so he immediately knew what they were. Vlad had felt a bit out of place outside, but now he felt like he was intruding. Vlad walked up to the desk at the other end of the room where there was a family talking to a goblin. There was a woman, a man, and a boy. All of them had bleach blonde hair and were dressed in black. The boy looked about his age and Vlad to admit didn't look like the nicest person in the world.

"Yes we would like to enter our vault." The man said. He was almost sneering at the goblin. Vlad noticed how he was 'looking down' on the goblin. Vlad had seen that look before. It was the look that his father always gave breathers.

"You have your key I presume?'' The Goblin said. Vlad saw that the goblin was returning the look. Apparently it's a mutual feeling. He wondered if all wizards and goblins are like that.

"Of course." he said and handed the key to the goblin.

The goblin observed the key and handed it back to the man. "Here you go Mr. Malfoy." Then he called for another goblin and asked him to take them down to their vault. "Will you be going to your vault too?" The goblin asked. Vlad looked up and realized the goblin was talking to him. The Malfoys turned around, they obviously didn't notice he was there.

"No," Vlad said meekly. He notice the boy looking him over, trying place him. "Just need to , um, exchange uh, money."

"I see," the goblin said eyeing him suspiciously. Another goblin appeared around and lead the Malfoys to another room." Vlad walked up to the goblin and gave him all his money accept what he would need for the train ride back. The goblin gave him a few gold and bronze coins. Vlad muttered a thanks before putting the coins in his pocket and walking back out into the street. He walked down the streets not knowing where to start. He looked down at his list which he brought. He decided that it would be best to start out with the books. He needed Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century, Modern Magical History, The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble , The Standard Book of Spells Grade 4 by Miranda Goshawk, The Pocket Guide to the Night Sky by Rigel Wilkes, Unfogging the Future by Cassandra Vablatsky, Bindrunes and Galdr Tunes by Jules Norson, and Intermediate Transfiguration Sixth Edition. Professor McGonagall had already given him a few of the books, like Modern Magical History. They probably used it in a year before.

Vlad looked around for a store to by the books. He finally came across one called Flourish and Blotts. The bookshop in itself was magical. It had books stacked high up to the ceiling. Vlad always had a small fondness for reading and wanted to look through them all, but he had to get on the 4 o'clock train so he could get back not too long after dark. Vlad quickly choose all the books and left the shop. Next he went and got his robes- he also got a nice dress robe which was on the list- and pots and potion kit, all he had left was a wand and a pet if he wanted one. Vlad went to the shop and bought a small large owl and a cage. He wasn't sure how he would hide it from his dad but he would find a way.

Lastly was a wand. He found a wand shop called Ollivander's. Vlad crept in the store and the bell rang above him and made him jump. He was alone in the store except for an old man creeping around the corner.

"Ah," The man said "Are you buying a wand for a younger sibling because it's the wand that chooses th-"

"No," Vlad said interrupting the man. "It's for me."

"For you?'' He asked eyeing Vlad "Aren't you a little old to be getting your wand? Or did you break yours already? Well, I must admit that I have never seen you before."

"It's my first," said Vlad "I just moved to England and found out that I was a wizard so I -er - need a wand."

"I see, I see," the old man said " Well I'm Mr. Ollivander. You are?"

"I'm Vlad Dracula"

"Dracula?" Mr. Ollivander "You aren't related to count Dracula are you?"

"No!" He said quickly and he realized that may have been just a little too quick.

"I'm sure…" Mr. Ollivander still eyed him like he didn't believe him. "Well why don't we find you a wand then." Mr. Ollivander walked over to the wand shelves and pulled out a few wand and piled them on the counter. He chose the one on the top of the pile and pulled it out. It was a simple wand with no designs. "Just pick it up and give it wave." he instructed Vlad. Vlad picked up the wand and waved it. He felt a wind flutter around him and then all the glass in the room shattered. The only thing left was the front windows. He threw the wand on the desk and stepped back.

"No," Ollivander said "You're powerful though."

"Er- thanks…" Vlad felt a bit awkward around Mr. Ollivander.

"Try this" - Vlad tried about 30 wands. He thought anyone of them were fine, but Mr. Ollivander did not seem to think so. Sometimes he just grabbed wands out of his hands before he could wave them. Finally Ollivander pulled out another wand.

"Yes," he said opening the case. "12 and ½ inches long, dragon heartstring, and pine wood. A powerful wand." He added the last part quietly whispering it more to himself than to Vlad. Vlad picked up the wand and felt a rush of power. Something like he had never felt before. He looked up at Ollivander who was weakly smiling.

"That'll be 8 galleons." He said.

"Right." Vlad had forgotten about the money. He just remembered the wand. Vlad took out the 8 gold coins which he soon learned were galleons. Vlad took the wand, his bag of books and supplies, and his new owl and left for the train station.