Summery: What if after everything was over; with Tom Riddle being defeated, Harry Potter being triumphant…and Severus Snape surviving, Ollivander no longer wanted to step foot into his shop after his painful and terrifying ordeal. Who would sell the students their wands and help each one get the perfect wand for them? That is where Serifina McIntire comes in. She is Ollivanders prodigy and it is now her time to step up and help were she can.

Part One

As they walked their way through the winding roads of Diagon Alley they stared at all of the shops that were slowly rebuilding themselves after the war had ended. They knew that most shops had or were planning on re-opening but one shop that no one knew the outcome of was the most important…Ollivanders Wand Shop. After his ordeal Mr Ollivander had proclaimed that life was too short and that he planned on seeing the world. He assured everyone that his shop would not be closed come the new school year but it would not be him that helped find the perfect wand for each student. Everyone was curious as to who would be taking over for him but he would not let anything slip about this mysterious person, just that they were very gifted and had been blessed with extraordinary powers to select and create perfect unblemished wands that would make any witch or wizard proud to brag.

His white hair stood out in a crowd, even if he didn't mean to, but Ollivander was too proud to use his magic to change his appearance. "I'll age how I was meant to age, no point trying to alter what I am meant to be." And she had grown to live by this motto, hence her unusual appearance. Her hair was white as snow with dark blue streaks going through her hair like a meteor shower. She was average height, about 5'8, with curves in the right places and a complexion that made her look more angelic than she really was. On the top of her spine she had the core of her wand; a black phoenix. On her wrist she held a tattoo to represent her house: a grey wolf. And stretching from her left hip up to the right side of her breast was a tattoo of ivy to represent her ever going climb to be better. Her attitude towards people was polite, yet blunt. If she didn't like something she would let you know. She did not take kindly to plain and utter stupidity and ignorance. Her life had not been sheltered, she had known from the beginning what the big world held in store for her and she embraced it with both arms and pure determination. Her name: Serifina McIntire. Her reason for meeting Mr Ollivander: to embrace that whispered destiny. Miss Serifina McIntire was to become the proud owner of the tiny store with the creaky sign that hung over the top with the words "Ollivander: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 BC"

As they turned the corner they came across a sight that was not expected. Ollivanders had light shining through the window and there were young children staring through the newly clean windows as if a wand shop had never been seen on this street before. As the Golden Trio came to a stop in front of the shop they saw what the children had been staring at: everything had been fixed, cleaned till it shone like it probably hadn't done since it first opened in 382 BC. But the most unusual thing about all of it was the fact that there was a woman standing in the middle the shop moving wands from place to place as if each place she had put them originally wasn't quite good enough to leave the wand. Finally, after around 10 minutes of watching this woman moving and re organising the store they could not hold in their curiosity anymore and walked into the store.

As she finished the last touches on her store she turned on her heals to make sure that everything was perfect. She would open soon and didn't want anything to be out of place. As she did one more once over her eyes came to land on three people who had just walked into the store. Without even asking she knew who they were; Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. They were just three of the heroes of the final battle and over all war.
"How can I help you three today?" Her soft voice asked from the middle of the room.
All three individuals carried on staring at her as if they had no idea what to make of her. Her dark dress sense gave off the impression of sinister intentions whereas her voice was a complete contrast to that. Her voice was inviting and calming, it gave off a welcoming vibe that just made you want to spill your deepest secrets.
"Just having a look around, thank you." Hermione replied, coming out of her daze to continue her looks around the newly re-furbished room.
The woman seemed to shrug and carry on with what she had previously been doing…just gazing around her store to see if there was anything else that needed changing.
That was the first time the trio met Miss Serifina McIntire…but the next time they met would not be for many years…the next time they met would not be till they were taking their children to get their Hogwarts supplies.