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Changes Chap 25

The streets of Diagon Alley were nearly empty due to the holiday but Jane paid no notice as she made her way to the last shop. It was narrow and shabby but it would serve its purpose.

Opening the door Jane briefly glances around the shop. Thin boxes she knew to hold wands lined the walls and shelves. It was almost exactly the same as when she stepped through the door as a curious eleven-year-old. However, due to her trained magical sense Jane was able to feel the power radiate from each wand.

"Good afternoon." A soft voice greets from Jane's side.

The time-traveler nods in greeting glancing at the old man. "Afternoon."

"And what can I do for you Miss…"

"Williams." Jane replies, "And I'm in need of a wand, my old one has cracked under the pressure, literally."

"A new wand, how unusual. Very few witches or wizards outgrow their wands. Do you have it with you?" Mr. Ollivander asks.

Jane nods and withdraws the cracked wand from her pocket. Here we go. She comments silently handing him her wand.

A sharp gasp emits from the wizard as he examines her wand. "I remember every wand I've ever sold Miss –"

"Williams." Jane interrupts.

Narrowing his eyes Ollivander nods. "Very well, you do understand what you're doing don't you?"

Jane nods slightly. "I do."

"And I suppose you've had training?" At Jane's nod Ollivander continues. "Then I want you to close your eyes and sense the wand that fits you. No reason to risk anymore cracks."

Jane smirks and fights the urge to snort as she does as she's told. It was a flooding of light and music as her senses spread through the store. But the wand that caught Jane's attention wasn't in a box. The wand that called to her was sitting in the window on a faded purple cushion. The wand itself was humming with magic but the song was blocked by a dark aura.

Opening her eyes and returning her senses to normal Jane summons the wand. When it touches her hand it warms instantly, however the dark cloud was still apparent.

"Oh dear." Ollivander comments staring at the wand. "Are you sure this is the wand that called to you?"

Jane nods examining the wand. "Yes sir." Am I going to have to exorcise my wand? She asks silently poking at the evil aura.

"How very curious." The elderly wizards exclaims. "Holly, thirteen and a half inches, phoenix feather, rather long but – My dear, that wand has already had an owner. To call for another is… extraordinary."

Holly and phoenix feather, no wonder it was so easy to use Harry's wand. Jane blinks looking at the man curiously. "Another owner? Who was it?"

"According to my family records, the wand that you hold in your hands once belonged to Rowena Ravenclaw herself." Ollivander states proudly.

"You've got to be kidding me." Jane replies.

"Alas I am not."

Jane grins fingering the old wand. "I'll take it."

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"Good afternoon Ms. Williams." Dumbledore greets as Jane steps into his office. "I thank you for the socks, how ever did you know?"

Jane shrugs smiling as Fawkes lands on her shoulder. "Just a guess, actually I'm here on business. Today I purchased a new wand due to an accident with my old one. But when I paid for my wand I paid for something else as well." Pulling out her new wand Jane lays it on Dumbledore's desk.

The headmaster reaches out to touch it but pauses and quickly draws back. "Tell me Ms. Williams, what do you know about this wand?"

"Holly, thirteen and a half inches, phoenix feather, and – oh yeah – it used to belong to Rowena Ravenclaw." She states sardonically. "It's a horcrux isn't it?"

Dumbledore lifts an eyebrow. "I wasn't aware the ministry allowed any books with horcruxes mentioned so readily to be available to the public."

"They don't." She replies, "But it is, and I think you know whose soul has decided to anchor itself to my wand."

The old headmaster leans back and nods. "Indeed I believe I do."

TO BE CONTINUED…

Please review! So what'd you think? Good? When Jane mentioned about how easy it was to use Harry's wand she's referring to the first book when they're running from Filch and Hermione takes Harry's wand and opens the door to the room that holds Fluffy.