It was beautiful. Broomsticks, Wands, Pets, and overall, books, and magic! Diagon Alley was amazing. While Hermione and I were shopping for our schoolbooks, I found a few others I would like to read. My favorite was "Tales of Beedle the Bard." Sure it was a children's book, but it looked interesting. Last, but not least, we went to Ollivander's to get our wands.
"Ah. So nice to meet you!" He said to Hermione. The nice looking man turned to me.
"I was wondering when I would be seeing you." This utterly confused me.
Hermione went first and took-literally-FOREVER to pick wand, or for a wand to pick her? I'm not entirely sure how this works. I would have to run to the bookstore again before we go.
Finally it was my turn.
"Dragon heart string, 15 inches, oak, flexible." I waved the wand, and broke a vase.
After trying a few more, he went to the very back and pulled out another wand.
"Cherry, phoenix feather, eleven inches, and supple."
I held it in my right hand, and felt a wave of warmth wash over me, it was explainable acceptance.
"Interesting. very interesting." Mr. Ollivander muttered under his breath so no one but me could hear.
After we left and I got my book on wand lore, I couldn't stop thinking about what Mr. Ollivander had said.
Chapter two is done! And again it's short, but they will get much longer as the series goes on, trust me. I'll upload another tomorrow too!
-Katie
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The Other Child (Book One)
FanfictionI finished reading Harry Potter a few weeks ago and I was inspired to add a character to the amazing story! I suck at writing these summaries, so yeah. Basically there was another couple with their one year old at the Potter house when you-know-who...
