The Chosen Trio

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We apparate into a brightly lit alley there's not too many people but just enough to feel welcome.
We walk up to a shop called Ollivanders. Hmmm. I wonder what that is. Dumbledore escorts us in and stands us in front of a table a man walks down he looks equally as old as Dumbledore. He looks at us and says " Malfoy. Potter. Lovegood. Interesting... Well we must get you three wands." He pauses "Potter come." Emily walks if to the table and he says "try this" and she can't get the thing to work. He hands her another wand the second Emily touches the wand a harsh wind comes through the store. "This is the one. You are the Other chosen one." He says smiling. "Malfoy come."  I  walk to the table and he hands me a wand that is of a fine brown tint and the bottom curves like that of a violin. The second I am holding the wand another cold wind comes through the shop. "Another chosen one?" He pauses. "How queer."  "Lovegood come" Ella looks nervously at us as she is handed a wand she tries it and I swear the thing broke the second she touched it. "Ehh. Not this one." He fumbles through the wand cases and pulls out a wand with a reddish tint to it. "Try this." He says. Once more you can guess a cold wind comes through blah blah blah. "Four chosen ones in one year? This is a record!" With wands in hand we walk out of the shop back into the alley.

If Only: A Harry Potter fan fiction               Written by L. Parsons Where stories live. Discover now