You know what's Funny? Finding something to write here was harder than writing the actual story
A Branch in Hogwarts Chap 2
Diagon Alley
Oliver made his way up stairs and into his bedroom grabbing his bottomless bag he started to pack his things. He was almost done when he came across his wand. In the list that came with the letter it said he was to acquire a wand at somewhere called Diagon alley by a Mr. Olivander but he already had the sky tree wand and Astra. He had entrusted Mornstar to Marcassin, Rashaad and Cassiopeia for the future Wizard King, he would have given them Astra too but Ester practically begged him to keep it for his own safety. That settled it then when he got there he would tell the Wand seller he already had a wand. Smirking he closed his bag and made his way downstairs. "asked me to look after him if she passed and to get him into Hogwarts if possible" Oliver stopped by the top of the stairs as he heard this. Intent on learning more he sat down on the top step and listened more "I actually glad you came he's been horribly quiet. Fact is until recently he didn't even come out of his room to eat" Oliver frowned at this remembering how much of an in Drippy's words a cry baby bunting he was. He shook himself out of his remembrance as Miss leiah continued "He has a lot of magic in him the amount of accidental magic he did when he was younger was enormous" She than started to talk about recent trends in magic and someone called harry potter realizing he had been essentially eavesdropping he chastised himself and somewhat Swaine for his bad influence. Getting up he called out to them "Miss leiah I'm done packing" and made his way downstairs. The two adults stopped talking and Miss leiah excused herself from the premises. Turning towards Miss Minerva she motioned him next to her "Miss Minerva how did you get here?" he asked still somewhat confused about the sudden appearance of her inside his house "The same way were leaving Floo powder" she answered opening a box that was on the mantel and throwing what was presumably Floo powder into the fire he had always wondered what that stuff was. "Now here's how Floo powder works throw some into the fire state your wanted destination and walkthrough" She explained while motioning him to go first. Oliver hesitantly walked towards the mantel grabbed some powder. He was about the throw it when he realized he didn't know where to go. Turning back to her he asked "Where is our destination?" "Your destination is Hagrid's hut mine is Hogwarts" Turn again to the fire he threw the powder into the flames and stated "Hagrid's hut" and walked through. The following sensation was similar to one he would get when he would use Gateway
A very strong tug in one direction though this smelled more like chemicals than magic. Oliver looked around the new room he was in it had a very warm and welcoming feel that opposed the cold stone walls" Ello you must be Mr. Oliver" Oliver turned to the voice in front of him was a gigantic man. "and you must be Hagrid" Oliver asked politely not wanting to be rude "yep now come along" Hagrid led him to a shoe "uhh Mr. Hagrid" Oliver asked "Oh never used a portkey have you?" Oliver shook his head "That's alright just grab on and don't let go" Oliver hesitantly reached out to the shoe then looking back at Hagrid who motioned a "go on" he grasped the shoe. It felt like something was pulling him from his stomach noticing the lack of stone floors and warm fire he looked around in front of him seemed to be some sort of shop named the leaky cauldron caught up in his thoughts he missed Hagrid walk past him and to the front door of the establishment "Come on Oliver" breaking Oliver out of his thoughts he ran up to the door next to Hagrid. Hagrid than opened to door and (Oliver following of course) walked to the end of the shop and out the other side. They ended up at a brick wall Oliver who had been silent throughout the trip was about to ask what they were doing here when Hagrid had pulled out a small and very familiar looking umbrella and proceeded to tap the brick wall counter clockwise. The bricks seemed to have come alive and rearranged themselves into an opening what it had led to had Oliver astounded. Never had he seen so many presumably wizards and witches ever. Oliver gawked at the sight all the different shops and venders the entire area was reminiscent of the fairy grounds his gawking was stopped by Hagrid waving at him nearby an open door.
They were almost done with the list when Hagrid said he had to pick someone else up and hastily left leaving a fairly alone Oliver. He glanced down at the list a cauldron and wand were left not that he needed either but best to keep up appearances and made his way to Oliver's wand shop. The entire shop seemed to be composed of shelves and wood polishing equipment he approached the vacant desk and ranged the bell…Not imeadlty hearing the approach of anyone he took another look around shop once more and almost fell one his back on a nearby podium was a block of wood with Nazcaan script! Oliver picked up the block the script read "FOR THE PURE HEARTED ONE" Oliver nearly fell again "That box is a family heirloom" Oliver jumped at the sudden voice and turned around in front of him was a fairly old man though his eyes held much excitement "And never in the 80 years of having it has it ever done that" The man gestured with his hand towards the box the script was now glowing in a familiar blue light. The lights Seemed to pointing to the word pure oliver slowly pushed down on it a small clicking sond was heard the box opened a very familiar looking wand Mornstar!