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[center][h2][color=B983D6]Viola Stratton: Flourish and Blotts[/color][/h2]
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Viola roamed the towering shelves of books in what seemed to be the only bookstore in Diagon Alley. She was here with both of her parents, who were struggling to navigate the confusing shopping district and having an even harder time understanding wizard currency. This was only their second stop of the day, the first being Ollivander’s. She had been immensely excited to receive her wand, and though she didn’t really understand the significance of cedar and phoenix tail feather, she had found the experience of receiving her wand very interesting.

Her parents were currently speaking to the shop owner of Flourish and Blotts about the books Viola needed for school, a conversation Viola had quickly gotten bored of. She had gone off on her own to explore the books available, and hopefully pick out a few that would help her better understand the world she was entering. She had already picked one out, a recently published volume titled [i]A Brief History of Magic[/i]. It didn’t look very brief, with almost 800 pages, but Viola was very excited to read it. She was worried about fitting in with the other students. She didn’t know how many other students would be “muggle born” like her, a term she was still getting used to. She had noticed some people who seemed disdainful of her and her family, and she was worried that other students would give her a hard time for coming from a muggle family.
 
She shook off those thoughts and paid more attention to the books she was exploring. She paused at one titled [i]Curses and Counter-curses (Bewitch Your Friends and Befuddle Your Enemies with the Latest Revenges: Hair Loss, Jelly-Legs, Tongue-Tying and Much, Much More)[/i] by Professor Vindictus Viridian. For the hundredth time since receiving her letter, she worried that she would be out of the loop with the other students. She paled as she wondered if knowledge of curses is something she should know. What if it was normal for students to curse each other? She would seem like an idiot if she didn’t know what to do. She stared at the title for a few moments longer before deciding she was better safe than sorry and sliding it off the shelf to look at the cover.[/center]