What am I? Welp, I used to be a girl who loved to read books and fanfiction of any kind most of all Harry Potter,than I ended up in a world like it but a lot earlier on than I had thought possible.Who am I? Well I really don't know, it's been so lon...
Boom...My body fell limply to the ground,maybe I shouldn't have shown kindness to the kid,but than he wouldn't have been as happy as he was. I closed my eyes in defeat. Waiting as deaths grip loosened and suddenly I was driffting in an enless expanse of stars.
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Settling on a rock and placing my hand on top of a watery liquid that reflected that which surrounded me perfectly. Time was a clock that kept ticking the seconds away,soon seconds turned to minutes and minutes into hours. Hours into days and days into weeks. Weeks into months and months into years. Years turned to centuries and centuries to decade before I lost count completely the only thing keeping me company was the stars and my mind. Suddenly my body lost it's perch and dispersed into raindrops. My eyes snapped open and widened when I felt than saw a bookcase collapse,er, fall on top of me. Grunting I noticed a stick in my hands,wait rather a wand. But am I not dead than? The book as lifted and I was engulfed by two pairs of loving arms. " ASHER! OH,PLEASE TELL ME YOU ARE ALRIGHT?!" A women's voice shouted right by my ears making my already aching head throb like thunder. Some memories slipped past my eyes and I soon realise where and when I am. I'm in the wand shop that a young Oliver owns. In 1890. Getting a wand for my first year at Hogwards. With my muggle parents. " I'm fine,Mum. No need to fret. Though you are kind of squeezing me to death." I gasped out surprised that my voice sounded as clear and pretty as bells.They both let go my dad grinning sheepishly while my mother looked relieved. Two new additions had joined us, Professor Dumbeldoor a much younger versionand a young boy who looks to be my age,with silky black hair tied neatly into a ponytail behind his head,his eyes emotionless but unkind, green like that of due drop leaves after a good soak of moon- What the hell am I thinking!?! Dumbeldoor put away his wand and realization struck me. " Sorry,love. Let's get you back up." Dad said but I was already on my feet. " Thank you,sir." I said to Dumbeldoor and bowed ever so slightly and walked over to Mnr.Oliver. Holding up the wand, surprisingly it was unscaved. " I don't believe that this wand is the right one,sir. May I give another a try?" I ask polity. Oliver smiled. " Of course my dear. Wait right here, I'll be with you right after this Dumbeldoor." Oliver responded as he took the wand and placed it in its respective casing and returned to the rows of boxes while Dumbeldoor replied. " Of course Oliver. And its fine young lady." Dumbeldoor smiled. I smiled right back. Ain't I a little to calm? Well I guess spending your time with nothing but your thoughts in a place that should not exist could make you calm. My mother hugged me and smiled at Dumbeldoor. " Thank you so very much. I thought I had lost my dear-" " Mind telling me what your favourite colour is little miss?" Oliver's voice rang out from the back silencing my mother,thank God. "Blue,sir." I responded instantly. " Flower?" Oliver asked. My eyebrows twitched. " Lilies,sir." I responded. " Mhmm,element?"Oliver asked. " Everything,because without one another can not exist so everything." I responded. Oliver emerged with a box with weird simbles of different elements engraved into it. Taking out a wand that looked rather pretty. Flowers twisted around it,but they were made of wood and feahters making it look rather preculuir. " This one is rather old,but it matches what you like and how you behave. Give it a flick." Oliver says and handed the box and wand over. Hmmm,it is rather beautifully carved,hey there's writing.
'Those who read this, Understand that I am no ordinary wand And the way I am carved is my proof Be warned as those without eyes Will perish once they own me. And those with eyes will Hone my true strength.'
How very preculuir. I gave the wand a slight flick and magical light wrapped around me as if to say this belongs to you now. I looked around cautiously. Oliver laughed. " It seems the wand prefers you, you may have it,little witch." Oliver says,I inwardly frowned at that word. I really don't like it. " Thank you,sir." I said smiling and holding up the box. " The box goes with it." Oliver says waving me off. " How much is it,Oliver?" Asked my dad. " Ah,Hogwards pay for the wands the rest you have to get yourself." Oliver grinned as he looked at Dumbeldoor. " Alright than we'll be off. Thank you once again,Dumbeldoor. And goodbye." My father says walking past Dumbeldoor and the strange kid along with my mother. I stopped and smiled at Dumbeldoor while waving I ran out of the shop happy.
