Iris Potter Watching the Movies {ON HOLD TILL 2027}

Ollivanders

[Outside back in Diagon Alley, Iris and Hagrid are walking through the street. Iris has bought most of her equipment, and is reading her list.]

Iris: I still need...a wand.

Hagrid: A wand? Well, you'll want Ollivanders. [he points to the store] No place better. Run along there, but wait. I just got one more thing I got to do. Won't be long.

[Iris goes into the store, quietly. She looks around. There are shelves of wands in boxes, but no people.]

Iris: [Softly] Hello? Hello?

[Then, a nose came from the back, and a man appears on a ladder and looks at Iris. The man is Ollivander and he smiles.]

"He always crept me out."

Many nod to Neville's statement.

Ollivander: I wondered when I'd be seeing you, Ms. Potter. It seems only yesterday that your mother and father were in here buying their first wands. [Picks a wand] Ah. Here we are. [Iris holds it, but does nothing] Well, give it a wave. [Iris is hesitant, but waves. This causes most of the boxes to come flying out and crashing down. Iris jumps and hurriedly puts the wand back on the counter. ] Apparently not. [Gets another wand from a box.] Perhaps this. [Iris waves at a vase, which shatters, startling Iris.] No, no, definitely not! No matter... [gets a wand from a box, but stops and becomes thoughtful] I wonder. [Ollivander hands the wand to Iris. No sooner after she touched it, Iris suddenly glows under it, blowing her hair up and several of the paperwork in the background. Ollivander looked a bit surprised and deep in thought.] Curious, very curious.

Iris: Sorry, but what's curious?

Ollivander: [examining the wand he gave to Iris] I remember every wand I've ever sold, Ms. Potter. It just so happens that the phoenix, whose tail feather resides in your wand gave one other feather, just one. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar. [Points to the lighting bolt scar on Iris's forehead]

"YOU SHARE YOUR WAND CORE WITH YOU-KNOW-WHO?!", those who didn't know shouted.

"Yes, I share my wand core with Voldemort"-cue the flinches from majority of the Hall-"and it saved my life at the end of last year.", Iris replies. What they people-minus the future generation and the quartet-didn't know is that the 11" holly wood and phoenix feather wasn't the only wand she has.

"LIES! HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED IS NOT BACK!", Umbridge shrieked.

The Hall ignored her.

Iris: And...who owned that wand?

Ollivander: Oh, we do not speak his name. The wand chooses the wizard, Ms. Potter. It's not always clear why, but I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you. After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things...terrible, yes, but great. [he hands Iris back her wand.]

[Iris then hears a knock on the window.]

Hagrid: Iris! Iris! Happy birthday! [Has a snowy owl in a cage, which hoots, her name is Hedwig.]

Iris: [amazed] Wow.