The Tale of the Three Sisters (A Lily and Petunia fanfic) (Book 2)

Chapter 9: The Beginning

Petunia was pondering on what to do. She still didn't know if she could have everything she had wanted for all her life, even when hating magic out of bitter jealousy. She had that something holding her back, but obviously her sisters had gone to a lot of trouble to make her happy and she couldn't disappoint them, so she made her decision, for the time being.

"Yes." she smiled weakly, "I do want this and I thank you all so much. I accept the offer."

Both Lilys jumped into an embrace with her for the second time. "Oh, this, we promise, will be wonderful, Tuney." grinned Lily Potter.

"Perfect." added Lily Snape.

"And we'll all help." added Sirius.

"So are you ready to come to my shop?" asked Ollivander to all three sisters, slightly more civilly.

"We're ready, Garrick." replied Lily Potter.

She, her duplicate and Petunia followed him, Albus and Ariana through the door, leaving James, Severus, Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Peter and Dobby behind. But before the door closed however, Sirius quickly followed them. James and Severus looked at each other with puzzled expressions then turned to look at the others. They looked as clueless as them.

Ollivander led the group into the Heaven version of Diagon Alley. He led them past the Flourish and Blott's book shop, the Magical Menagerie and the Madam Malkin's Robe Shop and bade them to enter his wand shop, but still seemed doubtful.

As Albus and Ariana took their seats, Ollivander led Petunia to the middle of the floor and took her measurements and vice versa, before he could decide to give her a wand.

Sirius and the two Lilys stood close to Petunia, excited to see what was in store for her.

Eventually, Ollivander said, "Hang on. Let's just see."

He searched for a wand obviously and re-emerged from his shop's many shelves with a wand that was quite short.

"Sycamore, unicorn hair, eight and a quarter inches." he said with a huge lack of excitement as he so often expressed with his customers in life, even when he had sold many wands into his old age.

Petunia took the bendy stick of a wand and was told to give it a wave. She did and the wand suddenly burnt her fingers and she dropped it.

"Nope." sighed Ollivander. He picked up the wand and returned to his shelves. Petunia, the two Lilys and Sirius didn't take kindly to Ollivander's mutterings of "I fear this will be a long day." Albus replied cheerily and airily, "Never can be too long in Heaven, Garrick."

Ollivander didn't reply. He wasn't expecting to have been heard muttering.

He eventually returned with a slightly bigger wand, which was more stiff and straight.

"Elm, phoenix feather, nine and a half inches." he said.

But the moment the wand entered Petunia's hand, sparks flew out and made Ollivander's eyebrows catch fire. Of course, in Heaven, it caused him no harm and he simply patted his eyebrows and swiped the wand from her.

"Third time lucky?" he said hopefully towards Albus and Ariana.

"Indeed." said Albus. He and Ariana had such cheerful expressions that they looked like they were at an entertainment venue.

"Here we go." sighed Ollivander with no hope in his voice, "Oak, dragon heartstring, eleven inches." He handed this wand reluctantly to Petunia and after a pause, the wand sparked and Petunia felt a warmth in her hand that somehow seemed to communicate a feeling of welcome from the wand.