Potter Twins

Chapter 3: Wizard Galore

Once we reached Diagon Alley, Harry tugged me into a small shop that says Ollivander's Wands and says

"After you, my dear sister."

"Why, I didn't know you had manners like that Hazah," I say as we both start chuckling.

While Harry was talking to Ollivander, I was walking around and was about to turn back when I felt a strong connection to a silver wand in the back of the room, then right before I could touch it, Harry called me out of my autopilot state,

"Oi Elen, Ollivander is ready to help your wand choose you, so get over here!"

"Maybe you should come here, I feel a connection to this wand," I call back to them.

When Harry and Ollivander find me, Ollivander gasps, 

"This is the triplet to your brothers and he who must not be named wands, and supposedly the most powerful when Harry's wand works with it. The material is Silverwood and a phoenix core, 13' long, strong yet flexible." Harry's eyes seemed to grow as wide as dish plates and I said after an uncomfortable minute of silence,

" So I am assuming that all of us have similar wands that is if the wand chooses me, since no one here wants to enlighten me." I look accusingly at Harry who regains his composure enough to look me in the eyes with the shock he had when Hagrid told us we were wizards.

"Yes, yes, yes, Miss Potter quite right, now your wand arm if you please." Ollivander muses over his words as I questioningly look at Harry whispering

"Erm... Wand Arm????" Harry smiled with his ridiculously annoying brother attitude as he muttered

"He means your dominant arm." I stick out my right arm and fight the urge to take it back, hence the feeling of it being chopped off just as Ollivander measures my arm, and says

"Good, good, good. The wand length is perfect for you." He takes it off the stand

"Give it a few swings." he declares seemingly quite calm. When I swing it jets of red, gold, green, and silver sparks leave the tip.

Ollivander seems to smile in an attempt to look less ancient, I guess

"The wand has chosen you, Miss. Potter, but don't go around hexing everyone."

"I won't, I totally promise." I give a white lie with my fingers crossed behind my back so I can't completely be accused.

After we paid, and exited the store, Harry says

"Another little surprise I got ready for you is that you aren't a year behind, you are in second year with me." I stammer

"H-how am I in second year, I haven't done first year yet?" and Harry has the audacity to laugh at my bafflement

"Well, Professor Snape really wanted to meet you, so he 'helped' me put together a first-year test for you to do over the break if you remember the little quiz I gave you over the break." I groaned

"WHO could forget that, I had a headache for HOURS, and YOU ARE THE WORST TEACHER EVER!" I smile and then say,

"That probably sounded rude after what you've done, thank you, Harry!" I launch him into a hug, that nearly causes both of us to go off balance, yet we both laugh, then, of course, I have to spoil the mood, I grimace

"What house do you think I'll get, I act too much like a Slytherin to even be a Gryffindor. I might end up in Slytherin." Harry stared at me with our mom's gentleness and announced

"Y'know, I was supposed to be a Slytherin, but I rejected it, and the hat respected my decision. If you were put into Slytherin, well... the Slytherin would have gained a beautiful, wise, intelligent, lively, and amazing witch, who is not afraid to put them in their places, especially a certain Malfoy." I blushed at the last statement and muttered,

"Oh shush, as if you wouldn't have done the same." Harry laughed noticing my embarrassment

"Aww, our little tsundere princess is EmBaRrAsSeD!" I slapped his face

"OW, what was that for??" Harry complained

"I love you," I say with a wicked smile, Harry chuckled

"You are a Slytherin, but anyway we have a ceremony to get ready for!"