Chapter 4

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We arrived at Ollivander's with limited time. We had an hour until Flourish and Blotts closed and so did the fire place. Anyway...

"Ah, Miss Johnson. And Miss...?" Ollivander looked at me. I willed him not to ask.

"Anyway," he resumed (thank merlin) "Please wait outside. This is to be done ALONE."

We retreated to outside the shop. I could see lots of smoke in the air and sometimes there were loud BANGs indicating that something had just toppled over.

Eventually Ollivander came and got Angel's parents to pay for the wand and then they came outside.

"This is the best!" exclaimed Angel. "It feels really light on my finger tips.. Well, your turn!" She indicated to the door. I took a deep breath and went inside....
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Ollivander was waiting there for me, sombre expression on his sullen face. I frowned. "Is there something wrong sir?"

"Oh nothing dear," he replied vaguely, "but I DO need to ask you something..."

"Yes?" I enquired.

"Are you Millicent Malfoy?"

I blushed. "How did you know?"

"Oh no reason....Why are you pretending to be someone else?"

I paused before answering.
"My parents wouldn't take me here to Diagon Alley. And also me and my friend Angelina who you've just seen's parents are enemy's because of the wizarding war that commenced and how my family were with you-know-who."

"I see..." he replied. "So you are a Metamorphmagi..."

"Please sir can we just get on with choosing my wand?"

"Of course, of course my dear. Which one will be the right for you?"

We tried and tried and tried and tried. It was exhausting. It was only when I picked up one wand that everything stopped for a second.

"What about this one sir?" I asked.

"Of course... I forgot about that one..." he muttered. "Well get it out of the box and give it a wave then!"

I did what he said and immediately warmth spread through my fingers. This was the one.

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