10th July 2019
Roxanne Weasley
There was a lot of hustle and bustle as Roxanne, Fred and her mother walked into the wand shop.
"So, Mum, is it okay if me and Lily go shopping after this?" Roxanne asked her mother.
"Wait … if she gets to do that, I'm finding James and we're going to Dad's shop." Fred added.
"Okay, okay, calm down, you two!" Angelina cried. "You can do what you want on one condition – you behave yourselves in here. Deal?"
"I'm not eleven," Fred moaned, but then said "Deal," along with Roxanne.
"Lovely. Now … Oh, hello Mr Ollivander. I do apologise for the noise we made coming in …" Angelina said, looking worried.
"Oh, no need to apologise, it's fine, it's fine." Mr Ollivander had just appeared from the depths of his shop. "Now, have we got a first wand here today?"
"Yes, we have. It's Roxanne's …"
"Ah, another Weasley! There can't be many more of you after this, can there?"
"Not too many more," Roxanne piped up. "After me, there's only … have Hugo and Lily been yet?"
"Umm … no, not yet, I don't think."
"Okay, there's only them after me."
"You do have a big voice for an eleven year old, don't you?"
Fred sniggered, but Roxanne ignored him and said, "Well, I suppose I do."
"Well, if that's the case, then I do believe that I know of the perfect wand for you. Just come this way …"
Roxanne was so busy studying the wandmaker that she hardly noticed the tape measure flying around her. Soon, Mr Ollivander came back with a box and inside the box was a dark-coloured wand – just the sort of thing that Roxanne liked.
She took it from the box and held it out in front of her. With a little wave, pink blossom floated from the tip. Roxanne was not so impressed by the pink blossom.
"Well, it's worked," she said huffily, "But pink?"
"First, may I congratulate you on your first wand," the wandmaker said, "And yes, the blossom is pink, but don't let that fool you. The Western wand-purchaser should dispel from their minds any notion that the pink blossom of the living tree makes for a frivolous or merely ornamental wand, for cherry wood often makes a wand that possesses truly lethal power, whatever the core."
Roxanne was seemingly more impressed by this fact. "What core is mine?" she asked.
"Dragon heartstring. Twelve and three quarter inches, supple. And that's what makes your wand even more interesting. Cherry is very rare wand wood that makes for a wand of strange power, most highly prized by the wizarding students of the school of Mahoutokoro in Japan, where those who own cherry wands have special prestige. if paired with dragon heartstring, the wand ought never to be teamed with a wizard without exceptional self-control and strength of mind. Do you think you have exceptional self-control and strength of mind?" Roxanne shrugged. She certainly liked her wand, but even for someone like her the description that came with it was pretty hard to live up to. "Thank you, Mr Ollivander," she said, and after Angelina had paid, she could be heard saying to her mother, "Now can I go shopping with Lily?"