Dislaimer: Don't own it. Not mine.


The Next Day

Annie had woken Ginny up at eight, already dressed and ready to go. She huffed about impatiently as Ginny made herself breakfast, gathered her things and waited for Hermione to get to the house.

"What is taking them so long?" Annie complained as the clock struck eleven in the morning. Ginny sighed and glanced down at her watch.

"I have no idea," she replied and heard the fire begin to roar. "I think that's them…" The fire turned a familiar green and spit out two towering figures as it slowly began to calm down. Annie saw her older cousin, Nathan, who was fourteen, brushing off his shoulders. Next to him was her uncle Ron, also brushing the soot off of his clothes.

"Where's Mia?" Annie blurted, unable to keep the disappointment and frustration out of her voice. She had been up for hours simply waiting to go to Diagon Alley and then waiting another couple of hours just for her aunt and cousin to get here and they don't even show up!

"They're coming," Nathan said, getting the soot out of his red hair. He growled in frustration as it spilled into his eyes. "Mia held mum up this morning when she went looking for her boots and couldn't find them. There, soot free." The fire gave a loud bang and Mia and Hermione tumbled out, slightly covered in soot the brunt of it flying onto Nathan.

"Ready?" Hermione asked, wiping her hair out. "Nathan! What on earth has gotten into you? You knew we were going out today and you're dirtying yourself up!" Nathan turned to his father in anger only to be met with a bad attempt for Ron to stifle his smile. "And you Ron! Letting him muss himself up," Hermione scolded. Nathan gave Ron a sarcastic smirk.

"Can we please go?" Annie pleaded, turning to her mother already angry at her. If they had just been able to go alone they would have already been there shopping.

"Yes," Ginny said, holding onto Annie's hand and leading her into the fireplace. "Do you know where you're going?"

"Yes, mum," Annie said, rolling her eyes. She took a handful of floo, cleared her throat and said clearly: "Diagon Alley." With a bang, she was yanked from the fireplace, her elbow smacking against the wall of the fireplace. She slid out into the Leaky Cauldron with smooth agility and picked herself up. She then waited impatiently for her mother who arrived with a pop at her side.

"Hermione and Ron are going to walk around a bit with Mia and Nathan. I'm gonna let you roam around with me? Deal?" Ginny asked her, opening her purse and glancing down at the money. "Luckily for you, I brought enough Wizarding money with me." Annie sighed with relief and now walked with her mother down the crowded streets. Their first stop was the wand shop. Annie slowly walked into the tiny shop, her excitement coming to a halt as it was replaced with apprehension. She glanced around at her dank and dreary surroundings that she began to worry. According to her cousin Nathan, who in her opinion knew everything, Mr. Olivander had been returned to his shop when Voldemort was through with him even crazier then before. Nathan said that he saw things no man should see, as did Harry Potter. The Harry Potter.

"Well, hello there," a misty voice said from behind a shelf. A man with silvery hair ambled into view, his face knaut and pale. He glanced first at Ginny giving her a small nod. "Ten inches, cherry wood with…a unicorn hair…wasn't it?"

"Y-yes," Ginny said, finding her voice.

"Took eight men to get that female down," Olivander went on vaguely. "I could have told them all they would have needed was a female…" He glanced past Ginny and down at Annie. His eyes widened slightly and his head snapped up to Ginny. Her throat closed as she realized he knew. She shook her head violently waiting for him to say something. Without missing a beat, Mr. Olivander glanced back down at Annie with a smile. "First year?"

"Yes," Annie replied feebly. She was still slightly afraid of this man in front of her. He wasn't exactly giving off good vibes.

"Come forward and let me measure your arms," Olivander said, extracting a tape measure out of thin air and running it up along her arm. "Which would be your wand arm, Miss?"

"Uh…my left hand, I suppose," Annie replied and felt him nod beside her as he went behind the counter. She glanced at her mother as they shared a look. Olivander returned minutes later with a long thin box in his hands. He extended it to her.

"Eleven inches, holly and willow leaf," he said watching as she went to wave it. Suddenly he snatched it back from her and snapped: "No!" Annie jumped slightly and watched him go towards the back of the shop again. He came back moments later with three more boxes. He offered each of them to her with baited breaths. After an encouraging nod from her mother she waved her hand again only to have the wand being snatched out of her hand again.

After twenty three more wands were not for Annie, she began to get very frightened. Maybe she wouldn't find a wand! Maybe her mother would turn to her with a sigh and say that she wasn't fit for Hogwarts and she should continue at muggle school.

"Here we are," Olivander returned now. "Eleven inches, maple, unicorn hair and-" Olivander stopped speaking and just peered hard at Annie. "The phoenix that this feather was taken from was told to have only given two feathers. However, we came back to get another feather about fifteen years ago when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was rising again…The same phoenix that gave You-Know-Who his feather…and Harry Potter."

Ginny didn't realized that she had let out a moan of slight panic until Annie and Olivander turned to her, their eyes wide, Annie's only with concern.

"Are you alright, mum?" Annie asked, worriedly.

"Yes," Ginny replied. "Too much excitement I think."

"Try it," Olivander prompted Annie. She turned back to the man across from her and bit her lip. With a slight wave of her wand she swished the wand through the air. It happened instantly. A warm sensation seeped from a pit in the bottom of her stomach up her body and across her arms through her fingers into the wand. A crackle of fire came from the tip of it as Annie jumped with shock. "I guess we have our wand."

"I guess so," Ginny whispered softly to herself. She had Annie's sweatshirt folded over her arms as she stood in back of her.
"Very curious…" Olivander muttered once before retreating back behind the counter and pulling the handle of a giant, ancient cash register. "That'll be twelve galleons." Ginny jumped and her eyes focused back onto the room. They had gone fuzzy with memory.

"Oh! Oh, right," she said and fumbled through her purse until she came across her money. With shaking hands she gave the money to Olivander who met her eye contact with unwavering eyes.

"Good day, Miss Weasley," he replied softly. "And little Miss Weasley."

"Good day," Ginny and Annie said at the same time and left the shop, both shaken for different reasons.

"He was weird," Annie said, scrunching up her nose as they quickly went through the crowded streets. She didn't really know what Olivander had said meant. If she had known that her father was Harry Potter she may have been excited or curious. Ginny was upset by the fact that she had a part of her father in her wand. Even more, she had a part of Voldemort in her wand, which was to be expected. Voldemort was now in Harry's blood and Annie was apart of that.

"Yes, yes he was," Ginny agreed as they came outside the book shop. "Why don't you go in and I'll meet you in there in a moment. I need some fresh air."

"Ok," Annie replied, glancing at her mother for a moment. "Are you sure you're alright? You're pale…and kind of sweating…also almost a bit green-"

"Oh, just go!" Ginny snapped and put a self conscious hand to her face. Annie giggled and extracted her list from her pocket. She knew what she had to get. "Wait!" Ginny said and handed her some money from her bag. "In case you get tired waiting for me. There's some extra in case you see anything you might like."

"Thanks, mum!" Annie said and stepped into the shop. It was only slightly crowded as everyone seemed be further down the street at the Quidditch shop or the Apothecary. Annie picked the right time to come into the book store.

She made her way around and shop, a basket hanging off her arm as she piled it high with the books she might like. Just as she made her way towards the back of the shop, she spotted the book she had been looking for. Hogwarts, A History: 100 B.C.-2010 A.D. The volume was thick and weighed almost thirty pounds in her hands.

"Wow," she whispered, her eyes taking in the sight of it. She ran her hands over the cover of it and smiled thinking that her mother had given her just enough to purchase it. She lugged it into the cradle of her arm and made her way further back in the shop. She placed her things down on the floor and pulled a book down from the shelf. A pair of emerald green eyes, that unbeknownst to her matched the mysterious speckles in hers, met hers. She let out a yelp and stepped back as did the man on the other side of the shelf. Annie quickly gathered her things and ran out of the aisle.

She had just seen Harry Potter face to face. She couldn't wait to tell her mother that Ginny's old boyfriend was standing in the shop right now as though he was just any old wizard. Annie turned around and saw Harry Potter picking up the books he had dropped when the young girl startled him. She quickly walked up to the counter and paid for her things and exited the shop.

If Harry had turned around and saw Annie walking out of the store towards Ginny, he may have been able to put it together. If he had really taken a good look at her, he would have seen that some of the things Annie couldn't place on her mother, were on the face in front of her. If Harry had stopped and looked at Annie, he would have seen his nose and some of his eyes on her face. He would have seen his black hair handing loosely around her shoulders. If he had looked closely he would have seen his daughter walk away from him.

A/N Please read and review. Also, just so no one thinks this: Annie won't have to face Voldemort or anything, I don't know if that may be what some people may get from that, but it isn't what I intended. Thank you.