Rosie woke up that morning, the sun shining through her blinds to reveal a streak of sunlight fighting it's way into the room. She rubbed her eyes and forced herself out of bed.
She stood by the front door on her trunk, gazing out of the front door, watching the hustle and bustle of the ten o'clock Diagon Alley. Her train ticket was in her hand and she was flicking the edges nervously, satisfied that she had something to do with her hands.
Her father came into the room with a slice of toast and sat behind the counter. He yawned with bits of toast in his mouth which made Rosie curl her lip. Ollivander laughed at her and she let a childish grin slid onto her face.
"Rosie," He said, standing up and leaning on the door frame where Rosie was sat. "I have something to give you."
He went behind Rosie and put a necklace around her neck. I was a triangle with a line though it, and a circle in the middle of the triangle, with the line cutting through it. It was decorated with miniscule pearls and the line had a vine with tiny sea shells on it. The whole charm wasn't much bigger than the tip of her little finger.
"This is the symbol for the deathly hallows." Ollivander said. "I knew your mother briefly and she left this in my care in case anything happened to her. It's vital that you wear this all the time. It has old magic in twined within it and will protect you from harm.
Before your mother, this necklace belong to your mothers mother, and her mother before than, and hers too. This was originally given to the wife of the third brother, the peverell brother who had the original invisibility cloak. He gave this to his wife and to protect her because he knew that as he was the possessor of all three hallows that she would be a target too, so he made this for her. He told her to pass it onto her daughter, and her daughter onto the next and so on, and now it has landed on you.
This necklace represents a lot of things, and some would say that it's more wanted than all the hallows put together. The person who owns this is called the keeper of the hallows. They must stop the hallows getting into the wrong hands. For example, your mother stop He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named getting his hands on the elder wand and her mother died trying to stop Grindelwald getting the wand. You must take this and protect the current owner of two of hallows - Albus Dumbledore. He has the invisibility cloak and the Elder wand. The Reserction stone has questionable where abouts, but Dumbledore is trying to track it down. You must guard Albus Dumbledore with your life."
Rosie simply nodded. She couldn't help but ignore everything else that her Dad had just told her and focus on the fact that he had known her mother. She gulped and continued looking out of the window.
"Right Rosie." Ollivander said clapping his hands together and grabbing two travelling cloaks off a cloak hanger next to the door and passes one to Rosie. "Off we go then."
They walked to kings cross. Rosie was too nervous to say anything and most of the journey was spent either in silence or her dad lecturing her on his past Hogwarts tales and telling about all the secret passages he knew.
Once they had gotten through the barrier, platform nine and three quaters was virtually empty, except from a few pigeons buzzing around. The two of the bundled onto the train to find a good compartment right at the back.
After about twenty minutes Rosie spotted Lena trotting in a daze down the corridor and Rosie bustled her into their compartment. Ollivander went to speak to Arthur Weasley as Fred and George ran in followed by a boy called Lee Jordan they'd 'found' putting cling film over the toilets.
"Is it Ok if we sit in here?" Asked a coloured girl with dreadlocks who was followed by another girl who was looking at them from behind her shoulder. "My names Angelina and this is Alicia."
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The Wand Makers Apprentice
FanficOllivander is THE best wand maker the world has ever seen, but can a secret mission from none other than Albus Dumbledore change his life forever and make the shy, lonely man open up his old heart...? About a little girl and her time at Hogwarts Sc...