The wand maker stood beside Vivi and asked her to hold out her wand hand.
"Wand hand?" she frowned."
"Writing hand," Nettle coughed.
"Oh…" she held out her right hand and watched as the old guy pulled out a tape measure and muttered away to himself as he watched it float about and measure Vivi, before moving away and jotting something down.
Ollivander pulled down a box from just above his head. "Here, dragon heart string, eight inches, good for transfiguration. Willow."
Vivi took the wand and examined it. She looked up at Ollivander. "What do I do with it?"
Ollivander blinked. The question was asked to him every time he gave someone a wand for the first time, and it was getting old. "Give it a wave."
Vivi turned around and pointed at Natalie. "Hocus pocus!" she cried. Nothing happened.
"I said a wave, not some gibberish!"
"Oh…" Vivi frowned as she thought about how to wave the wand. Left? or right? Should it be in a circle, or a squ-
"WAVE THE DAMN WAND!"
Vivi was startled out of her thoughts by Lara's impatient slash excited shouting.
"Alright already!" Vivi waved it and watched as a box shot off the shelve and hit Lara square on the nose, gaining a yelp from the bookworm.
Vivi grinned and turned away from them, as Lara nursed her red nose. "I'll take this one please!"
"Actually, that means it didn't work, so I must let you try another one."
Vivi pouted and looked up at Ollivander with big eyes, clutching the wand to her chest. "Pwease?"
"No." he gently took the wand from her and put it back in the box, replacing it on the shelve before crossing the room for another one.
He pulled it out and glanced at Vivi. "Veela hair, maple, twelve and a half inches, good for Charms."
He handed it to her and watched as she suddenly became rather…windswept.
Vivi flattened her hair, muttering angrily. "I don't want this one!" she said, holding it out.
"I'm afraid the wand wants you though. That will be your wand." Ollivander smiled at her. "Now, give it here and I'll wrap it."
Vivi seethingly gave him the wand and silently moved back to the group.
Lara stepped up. "I wanna go next!" she said, sounding a bit stuffy nosed. Wonder why?
"Very well. Hold out your wand hand." Ollivander order, picking up the tape measure and let it start measuring. While Ollivander jotted things down, Lara prodded the floating tape measure and it flew off to settle on the desk.
Ollivander reappeared, giving the girl a wand. "Yew, nine inches, phoenix feather. Try it out."
Lara spun and flicked the wand at Vivi and flinched as a few boxes to the right of Vivi flew at her. Ducking down in time, she gingerly handed back the wand. "Sorry."
"No worries!" Cairis piped up. Vivi shot her a look, then smiled a little, cheering up.
Lara took the next wand, looking at it closely. "It's got a little knobbly bit sticking out the side." she said, poking it.
"Willow, ten inches. Phoenix feather." Ollivander stepped back quickly. he didn't want to be hit by flying boxes, thank you very much.
Lara gave it a wave and watched sparks shoot out the end, yellow and black ones. She smiled. "Does that mean I got it right?"
Ollivander nodded. "Yes, you did." He removed the wand from her and set it down on the desk. "Who's next?"
Nettle went to push Natalie forwards, but Cairis stepped up first. "Me."
"No, I want to go first!" Natalie pushed past Cairis roughly and went to Ollivander. "What's my wand going to be?" she demanded.
Ollivander frowned. This one was going to be hard to cater for…
He reached and pulled out a wand gingerly. "Yew, twelve and a half inches. Unicorn hair." He handed it over carefully.
Natalie took it and waved it at the floor and watched the trail of silver and green sparkles fly from it.
"First time lucky." Natalie smirked and gave Ollivander the wand to wrap for her, before going back to the others.
Lara tapped Cairis on the shoulder. "Your turn mate." she smiled.
Cairis nodded and stepped up slowly.
Ollivander got out a wand once his tape measure was finished with measurements and handed it to Cairis. "Ash, good for trandfiguration. Dragon heart string, twelve and a half inches."
Cairis took it, and once more sparks shot out its end. "That was lucky." she commented, grinning.
"No, the wand chooses the wizard, or in this case, witch. Remember that girls." Ollivander smiled and beckoned to Nettle, who stepped forwards, opening her bag.
"How much is that?" she smiled at him.
"That would be….forty-six gallons, sixteen sickles and eleven knuts." Ollivander smiled as Nettle handed over the money and put the packaged wands in her bag.
At the look of amazement on the girls faces, she simply explained, "It's bigger on the inside."
The girls shrugged the comment off and left the store, waving to Ollivander…well, three of them did. Natalie did not.
"What shop now girls?" Nettle asked.
"Florish and Blotts!" Lara yelped excitedly.
"To the bookstore!"