Analeigh Pickett raced down the streets of Diagon Alley with her muggle parents trailing behind her in awe of the beauty and wonders that Diagon Alley held. They hurried to catch up with their enthusiastic daughter, she led them to Olivanders the finest wand maker there was apart from gregorovitch of course.
Olivander looked at Analeigh closely as she entered his shop, he then pulled out a fine wand, nine inches with dragon heart string. He passed it to her, telling her to give it a wave.
Doing as she was told Analeigh gave the wand a wave, the windows in the shop rattled and the mirror hanging over Olivander's desk broke into tiny shimmering peices.
"No, no." Olivander snatched the wand back and began looking for another, he crossed the room and pulled a wand eleven and a half inches with unicorn hair.
He handed it to the young girl and backed away slowly hoping with all his might that she wouldn't blow up his shop by accident.
Analeigh looked at her parents warily, they waved encouraging her to have another go, so she waved the wand and the cabinet on her parents right exploded along with a small box on Olivander's desk.
"Aparently not." Olivander snatched that wand back as well and walked back of the shop.
He moved around the boxes and picked up some more wand boxes, he returned to his desk and pulled out a wand. It was ten inches with unicorn hair mixed with a feather of a phoenix. Analeigh waved the wand reluctantly, papers flew up in the shop, pass byers pointed and laughed as Olivander grabbed the wand back and roughly shoved it into it's box.
"It's okay Honey, you'll find it soon enough." Analeigh's mother told her daughter gently, she looked at Olivander who was shuffling around boxes once more.
Olivander gave her another wand nine and a half inches with a hair and feather of a hippogriff, a very rare wand. She gave it a wave and bright red and blue sparks shot out of the wand tip, Olivander smiled as Analeigh payed for her wand and left with her parents.
He watched her leave and began muttering to himself as he cleaned up his shop, the bell ran and another customer enetered, this time a young boy with a scottish accent. Olivander handed him a wand, twelve inches with dragon heart string. The boy looked at it confused slightly, it didn't feel right in his hand.
"Give it a wave then." The boy waved the wand and boxes of wands fell off Olivander's desk and off there shelves they were previously stacked on. Olivander grabbed the wand back and sighed resting on his elbows slightly. It was going to be a very long day.
Olivander looked at Analeigh closely as she entered his shop, he then pulled out a fine wand, nine inches with dragon heart string. He passed it to her, telling her to give it a wave.
Doing as she was told Analeigh gave the wand a wave, the windows in the shop rattled and the mirror hanging over Olivander's desk broke into tiny shimmering peices.
"No, no." Olivander snatched the wand back and began looking for another, he crossed the room and pulled a wand eleven and a half inches with unicorn hair.
He handed it to the young girl and backed away slowly hoping with all his might that she wouldn't blow up his shop by accident.
Analeigh looked at her parents warily, they waved encouraging her to have another go, so she waved the wand and the cabinet on her parents right exploded along with a small box on Olivander's desk.
"Aparently not." Olivander snatched that wand back as well and walked back of the shop.
He moved around the boxes and picked up some more wand boxes, he returned to his desk and pulled out a wand. It was ten inches with unicorn hair mixed with a feather of a phoenix. Analeigh waved the wand reluctantly, papers flew up in the shop, pass byers pointed and laughed as Olivander grabbed the wand back and roughly shoved it into it's box.
"It's okay Honey, you'll find it soon enough." Analeigh's mother told her daughter gently, she looked at Olivander who was shuffling around boxes once more.
Olivander gave her another wand nine and a half inches with a hair and feather of a hippogriff, a very rare wand. She gave it a wave and bright red and blue sparks shot out of the wand tip, Olivander smiled as Analeigh payed for her wand and left with her parents.
He watched her leave and began muttering to himself as he cleaned up his shop, the bell ran and another customer enetered, this time a young boy with a scottish accent. Olivander handed him a wand, twelve inches with dragon heart string. The boy looked at it confused slightly, it didn't feel right in his hand.
"Give it a wave then." The boy waved the wand and boxes of wands fell off Olivander's desk and off there shelves they were previously stacked on. Olivander grabbed the wand back and sighed resting on his elbows slightly. It was going to be a very long day.