The Runaway Potters (up for adoption)

Hoggy Warts

"I got my letter! I got my letter!" Evie Potter screamed running down to the kitchen.

Sirius and Amelia, expecting this, smiled at her. Amelia walked to her and gave her a hug. "That's amazing sweetie."

Evie returned the hug quickly. "Can we go to Diagonal Alley today? Please?" She begged.

Sirius spoke up. "Course we can. We will go after we get the others up and have breaky."

Evie nods enthusiastically. Then she looks down sadly. "Do you think they will take us back?"

Amelia kneels down to look at her in the face. "No sweetie. They can try but they won't cause we have a plan."

Sirius nods. "Yup. Thanks to a friend we are keeping you guys." He says sadly, thinking of one Mr Snape.

Evie smiles again. "Ok." And goes to wake the others up.

Two hours later the Blacks, the disguised Potter children (Harry has never looked the same after learning to use his abilities, and Amelia put spells on the other two) and Neville Longbottom were walking down Diagon Alley, getting Evie's stuff for school.

"Can I got a broom uncle? Please?" Evie begged Sirius as they walk past the broom shop.

Sirius smiles. "Love to know that you love your brooms. But no you can't. Your a first year."

She whines. "Buy you got in trouble all the time."

"Yes but he grew up Evie." Amelia tells her. Then mumbles "A bit."

After they got all the books and equipment she needed, all the best of course, it was time to get her wand.

"Ah Miss Potter, I was wondering when I would see you. Looking for your wand for school. I have been wondering like everyone else where you have been with your brother and sister." Mr Ollivander says without looking at them, but instead looking for a wand. "I should've know that you took them in Mr and Mrs Black. You're wands are working well yes?" He says after getting of the stool with a wand box in his hand.

Sirius nods. "Perfectly Mr Ollivander. Thank you again."

Ollivander while the thanks off. "It was my pleasure. Every wand is great to make. It is great fun."

He turns to Evie and opens the box. "Don't look so surprised Miss Potter. Simple charms can't fool me. Or morphing your body Mr Potter. I am in tune with the feeling of magical signatures which allows me to match wizards and witches with their wands. Of course i only rarely pick the perfect wand first but without being in tune I would take much longer. And this allows me to see who you are. It's like DNA in a way." He explains.

Evie nods and takes the wand that Ollivander is handing her. "Birch wood with a core of dragon heartstring. 9 inches and flexible. Good with offence and defence." Evie waves it like Amelia had told her. "Nope." Ollivander said while taking the wand and getting another one.

This went on for a hour with wands all over the desk.

"Mr Ollivander, why don't any wands work?" Evie asks.

Ollivander looks at her and smiles. "I believe that I have to make one for you. Now follow me."

And they did, into a room behind the store. "This is where I make my wands. I have only rarely had to come in here with a customer." He tells them.

Ollivander told Evie to do a few things like holding her hand above materials and feeling for warmth. After she did Ollivander clapped.

"Perfect. Palm tree wood with a core of Nundo teeth. 11.5 inches and a little flexible. Good for relaxing charms and offensive magic. A pretty but dangerous wand." He explains. "It will be ready in a day and it will cost 173 gallons."