The Magic In You (Hogwarts x Fem Reader) [Discontinued]

Chapter 6: The Wand

One day behind OOF, but at least I published! Hope you enjoy this chapter!🧡
Also art above is not mine

Y/n's Pov:

I saw Snape outside the wand shop. In goldish letters the sign read," Ollivanders, Makers of Fine Wands since 382 BC"

"I've been waiting here for quite some time (Y/n), what took you so long?" He questioned me.

"S-Sorry father, it's just there was another boy there getting measured to, so that's why it took longer." I replied looking at him.

"Very well, let's go." He said letting me go first since I was carrying my things.

Inside was a tiny shop that had a desk, a staircase leading to the second floor, and right in front of me were hallways with boxes of wands stacked on top of each other, in fact their were boxes of wands almost everywhere! I put my stuff down and walked over to the desk as Snape sat in a chair.

"Ah I was wondering when you were going to arrive Miss Snape" An old man presumably Mr. Ollivander said coming down the stairs and shaked my hand as he looked with wonder at my eyes.

He saw my father and spoke sounding like he was delighted (though I think nervous) he was here too see me get my first wand," Professor Snape! Wonderful to see you here with your daughter! But now's not the time for chit chat!"

He got up and quickly went over muttering to himself touching the boxes with his fingertips looking for a wand for me.

"Ah! Here we go try this." He opened a box and pulled out a brown wand. I held it in my hand and waved it into the direction near my father. The vase that was right next to him shattered into a million pieces making the water spill onto the floor and the flowers. He immediately got up not too get his cloak or shoes wet and scurried to the door.

"Maybe it's best for me to wait outside." He said. I nodded nervously at him watching him leave the messy shop. The wand was snatched out my hand quickly as Mr. Ollivander went to go find another wand. He came back with a black wand and handed it to me.

I gave it a try, but I was blasted back into the air almost hitting the ceiling. I made a big burn that was on the floor as I was falling back down. Before I could yell or panic I felt myself being gently put back on the ground by Mr. Ollivander using his wand.

"Nope, not at all." He said putting away the wand and came back with another one.

"Let's try this one, maybe this time it won't blast you." He said encouraging me with a small smile. I sighed and replied," Okay."

Time Skip by: WANDS

I tried and tried, but none of the wands were choosing me, it either ended in me breaking something, or it being snatched out of my hand before I could even do anything.

I'm pretty sure 5 minutes have passed. Mr. Ollivander was getting nervous from what I could tell, he was scratching the back of his neck mumbling while looking at a mountain of wands I'd tried to use.

"This has never happened before, this is quite strange..." He spoke in a nervous tone.

I've felt down before, but this just completely tops it! I've used a practice wand before (even if it was extremely difficult) and I was able to do simple charms, but this is just completely destroying me! Maybe I'm not supposed to have a wand? Maybe I'm not really a witch! Maybe I'm a freak and that no wand would choose me?! My eyes were starting to tear up as I thought... what would mom think of me if she was still here?

I blinked away the tears as I looked down the hallway of hundreds of wands, at the very end of the hallway to the left I could see something high on a shelf which was a very old locked box. It was shaking, little by little.

How did I not notice that?

"M-Mr. Ollivander that box is shaking." I told him pointing at the box.

He went over to me and looked to where I was pointing.

"My lord it can't be..." He spoke, his eyes widen as he walked towards the locked box and used a ladder to climb up. He picked up the box and went back down, it was moving towards me so he had too hold onto it. He used his wand to unlock it and he carefully took out the wand with his magic.

It was (w/c) with beautiful (w/d) designs on it that were simply amazing, but also looked mysterious though it looked old and dusty, but I could tell it was 12 inches long and very flexible. (A/n: Imagine what your wand looks like, I will not force you guys too have a regular wand appearance so be creative on how it looks like, but not too crazy :))

"This wand was left here 10 years ago and has never wanted to be chosen by anyone, people who have tried to master it or at least hold it was either severely injured or burned with a dark like fire." He told me looking at me then at the wand.

"That's why I have it locked and up their as just decor, I never thought this type of wand would be chosen." He said carefully. I slowly reached to grab the wand.

I felt my fingers wrap around the cold wood. In an instant I felt a warm powerful glow inside of me.

Great omnipotence ran through my body as I waved my new wand causing papers and wands to fly and circle me.

"Absolutely fantastic! Amazing!!!" He praised clapping his hands," You Miss are probably the first person to have mastered a wand with 2 cores and 2 woods! Given its unique shape and color!"(A/n: You might think this is too op, but you haven't exactly mastered it, for it would take 2-4 years for you to actually be able to use it too it's full potential while also growing as a person and avoiding backfires)

The wands and papers were still circling me with grace when the door was roughly opened," Are you done yet-" It was dad, he must've grown tired of waiting from his expression, but it changed with him looking slightly curious at me and my magic. The wands and papers all went to their appropriate places while I put my new wand in front of Mr. Ollivander who packaged it into a newer box with his magic.

I looked at father and gave him a smile. Snape went in and paid for my wand as I picked up my things. I quickly said goodbye to Mr. Ollivander and walked out of the store along with father ready to finally go home after a busy day of shopping.

No One's  Pov:

Mr. Ollivander smiled to himself knowing that you must have a dangerous adventure and you were someone very gifted to be chosen by that wand.

He took out his wand and fixed the rather big burn you made on his wooden floor, now looking polished and new. He put the old box back on the high shelf not even noticing the crumpled pebble like paper that was roughly tucked in the corner of the box, which was a warning message that the possessor is in grave danger.  

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