The story of Oliviander.
O PoV
A young girl, eleven, walked through the door. I froze momently.
I knew her.
She does not know me.
Or her child.
At least not yet.
"Hello, Miss Granger." I said, seeing her shocked.
"How do you know about me?" She asked me suspicially.
"My dear," it felt nice to say that to her. "I know things about many people in the future."
"Are you a seer?"
"No"
She looked at me, her plated hair looked nice.
Her chocolate brown eyes looking in my soul.
"I think I know you from somewhere." She said.
I looked alarmed at her. "I'm sorry, but we must be getting your wand as soon as possible."
We went through alot of wands. Until, she found a unusuall one.
"Ah. Owl feather for wisdom, Elder for strength and Phoenix feather from the bravest and kindest one."
She said thanks and she left.
She will meet me in her future, my past.
I sigh.