When I received my Hogwarts Letter that faithful day, I didn’t know what it would mean. At first I thought it was just a joke, ya know? My brother sometimes played pranks on me, or blamed me when some weird stuff happened around the house. How was I supposed to know regular pencils couldn’t write in all the colors of the rainbow? Or that things couldn't actually levitate? Anyway, my parents were going to go shopping in London and they figured they would humor me. Boy, the look on their face when we stopped by the Barren Bulldog pub and the sign said “The Leaky Cauldron” instead! They took me back home and the next day they made my brother take me so they could wrap their heads around what was happening. The innkeeper was an odd but friendly man, and there were some people to help show us around. The coolest part of Diagon Alley was picking up the books; Hogwarts: A History and Magical Drafts And Potions. It was truly amazing and a memory i'd never forget.