Ring Ring.
A bell rang as a small figure entered Mr. Olivander, the wand maker's shop."Can I help you little miss?" Asked Mr. Olivander to the hooded figure.
"I need a wand obviously." Came a quite feminine, but strong voice.
"Of course, of course. Hogwarts first year?" Asked the wand maker as he began to search through rows, and rows of wands.
The figure smirked. "Not quite yet." She said with a little humor. It was obvious to the man that she was hiding something.
"Oh? Then what do you need a wand for?"
"I don't think that is any of your business. I have money, and I need a wand. That's all you need to know."
"Feisty. aren't you?"
"Look I could take the wand by force if you prefer!" The girl yelled, her voice filled with agitation.
"Ah, but then you wouldn't know if you had the right wand!" Spoke the wand maker in triumph.
The small figure pulled back her hood to reveal a very short little girl with dark brown hair, her eyes the size of dinner plaits. The girl was smiling happily but her giant eyes reflected a sense of peculiar madness that worried the old man."You think so, do you?"
"Well of course, I'm here simply to help you get your wand, or else I would just let kids fight over who got the best one." The old man smiled and let out a chuckle.
"You're wrong."
"Wha-" But he was cut off then as a stick came flying past him into the little girls hands.
"This is my wand. How much is it?"
"How can you be sure? It could be the wrong one."
"The wand picks the Wizard does it not?"
"Um yes, yes it does.."
"How much?" The girl asked impatiently.
"If you can do wand-less magic, why do you even need a wand?"
"You'll know eventually, that every wizard needs a wand. Besides I can only do so much without a wand."
"Well I would never tell a magical child they could not have a wand. Five galleons and two sickles please!" The old man laughed with a cheerful smile.
"Here you are." The girl smiled too. "Oh, and just to warn you, tomorrow, lock up shop with replant charms."
"What are yo-" He was cut off once more.
"I like you . So please do as a say. You are a very nice man!" She looked happy, but at the end she faltered. She quickly recomposed herself.
"Good bye Mr. Olivander, thanks for the wand!"
"Oh, good bye dear use it carefully!" He yelled after her. He was answered with a slightly maical laugh.
"I'm sorry , but I must use this wand for what it was made for, I wont let his wish go in vain! All that studying will all be worth it." She whispered as she walked down the street.
She was suddenly bumped by a very blond girl with vibrant blue eyes. They had a knowing look in them as they made eye contact when she passed by.
"Diandra focuseā¦"
There was a small vapor of smoke, and then the girl was gone.
