The hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley had always been the same to Emma. To many people, not enough space, and why did these parents let there kids just run around? This is what Emma Blackwell thought to herself as she made her way towards the store that held her book writing material. She had just run out of ink and she had broken her self writing pen, so she needed to get some of these things just before getting a new book that had come out. "Excuse me!" Emma said as a group of kids ran into her, she then quickly and rudely passed them by. Finally she made it to the store, she opened the door, heard the ring of the bell, then walked inside. She sighed a sound of relief as the store was not as bad as outside.
Emma walked down each isle picking out the things that she need, with her newly bought high heel shoes clicking as she walked and her new designer bag lightly taping the shelves as she passed. She then lifted her jewlery covered hands up to her flowing brown hair and moved a piece of hair from her eyes. She then looked down at her black dress with a white bow in the middle to make sure that nothing was on it. Once she had all the items that she had been looking for, she walked up to the counter and paid for them.