𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑰 // fem oc x bellatrix black x narcissa black

Madam Malkin

It had silver and gold embellishments on the handle and was smooth all over, ' what about that one?' Her childlike voice screamed innocence and purity, something that left Ollivander speechless as he became lost in thought, reminiscing on memories with a boy who came there long ago. A boy that went down the wrong path in life. It was his wand, Voldemort's wand. A unique but deadly combination of his and Salazar Slytherins.

'I'm not sure Miss Potter, this wand holds power we can not comprehend,' he stepped towards the locked away wand, pondering numerous possibilities, ' well maybe' he reached for a key in his pocket, unlocking the multiple locks on the glass cabinet.

With caution, Olivander carefully placed the wand into her hand before retreating quickly, as if readying himself for a possible threat.

Amelia gasped as her body tingled from head to toe as her feet gently rose from the ground, leaving her levitating. A white glow enveloped the room, tainting her ivory skin, before it dimmed completely and she was returned to the ground.

'This is your wand, miss Potter.' Olivanders eyes set ablaze with amazement, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

'Thank you, sir,' Amelia replied politely, before being ushered back out onto the busy street by Hagrid.

(...)

Amelia grimaced at Harry's oblivious nature. Watching Madam Malkin have to dive out of his way as he continued to spin around was amusing in the beginning, but as time went on, humour was long gone. After seeing the poor woman duck for the seventh time in order to not lose an eye, Amelia began to pity the unfortunate woman.

'Watch where you're putting your arms, idiot' Melia whispered so only Harry could hear as she gave him a light shove, deciding to

intervene for both their sakes.

Harry, the hopeless child, stuck his tongue out in retaliation, turning beetroot red as Madam Malkin looked up abruptly, shooting curious glances at both her and her brother.

'Nearly done, dear' The older woman commented, adjusting the width of Harry's cloak as his bright green eyes glanced around curiously.

Trying to cure her boredom, Amelia glanced around, locking eyes with Hagrid as she accidentally crept into his mind. Hearing him thinking frantically, she only managed to make out three words.

Philosopher's Stone

Secret

She was pulled from her accidental snooping by the ring of the bell, announcing somebody entering the small shop.

'Hello Mrs. Malfoy'

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Right, I am so sorry for my extremely late updates, you see I completely forgot this story existed and lost all of my notes for it. I was going to discontinue this book right as I got a message asking for an update, so I decided to give this a second try and start again. Sorry for the really short chapter, I promise the next one will be longer.

Lots of love xx