Chapter 1
The Desirable Unnecessary
A peculiar life is something Elise Stanford was never acquainted with. Her life was always something of unbelievably ordinary. The most interesting thing to happen to the girl was that a celebrity had visited her grade school and even then she wasn't satisfied with that experience. She had a clear plan for her life: Get into med-school and work on her dreams on the side. Elise most definitely wasn't going to attend an art school despite her adoring writing. Art was her sister's choice. Elise knew that a more sure way to make money was being a doctor, and she preferred comfort to dream chasing.
On the note of her sister the two weren't really that close as Elise didn't like to talk that much when she was home despite the fact she was a chatterbox with friends. Elise's sisters' name was Lucille, and was far more easy to approach than Elise was. The two could argue over the simplest of things, and while Lucille would move on from the argument minutes after Elise sometimes made it her mission to latch on to past annoyance of her sister. This was their ordinary everyday and they settled for it. Of course they in no way enjoyed it. Settling and being happy about something were to vastly separate things I'll have you know. The two hated how ordinary the life they lived was. Lucille hid in her art to avoid the repetition and Elise hid in her writing. Elise adored writing of creatures those would only find in dreams as monsters were far more preferable to people she had found. They were a bit strange one would say. Dreams of monsters and adventure was unnecessary. One should focus on getting an education, a well-paying job and then some! And the two did! They really did! But Elise was never happy. There were countless nights the girl spent wishing to be gone. To be swept away to a world, any world would do, where she had the unnecessary. But alas, everytime she awoke she looked at the same old glow in the dark stars she had placed on her ceiling years ago. Though there was one night she had looked forward to ; The Meteor Shower. All it meant here was that she would see her first shooting star and when it passed she made only one wish.
"Whoever is out there listening…Please let life become exciting. Give me an adventure, no matter how unnecessary it may be. Let my have a life where im truly happy , where I don't feel alone."
She wished, squeezing her eyes so very tight, hoping that when she opened them she would be in a world of wonder. Elise squeezed them so tightly she was almost afraid to open them. Slowly she peeked from her eyelids and to her dismay, she was still in her small poster covered room, her sister snoring away on the bed behind her. Releasing a sad sigh she turned from her window and walked to the bed her and Lucille shared. Elise scrunched her nose a bit when she saw her sisters frizzy and curly hair not in a bun as she slept. Elise would never sleep with her hair out like that. Her curls were tighter than her sisters and would stick out crazy if she didn't keep it in a bun. Though she quickly forgot about it and crawled into the bed. Elise stared at the glow in the dark stars on her ceiling that only faintly glowed now from age. She stared at the stars until her eyelids grew heavy and she fell into a deep sleep, blind to the faint glow the sky gave through her small dusty window.
Elise~
When opened my eyes expected to be staring at my plain white ceiling as always. Well, I actually didn't expect anything. It more so took me a moment until realized was in the middle of the street and not my springy bed. Am I dreaming?I Must be , that would be the only explanation to what was going on. A frown found its way to my face and looked around in confusion. Around me people bustled down the streets, some donning strange robes and hats but no one gave them a strange look to their outfits. Actually everyone's outfit wasn't what a typical Californian would be wear. Especially during the summer.
"Am I at a con or something?"
Muttered to myself.I Turned to look around some more when finally noticed the trunk in my hand. It wasn't that big just thicker than an average suitcase, and had thick yellow stripes over the brown leather.I Held it up to my face with a raised eyebrow, almost not noticing a soft tap on my shoulder.
"Elise?"
I Heard a familiar voice call to me. I Looked to the right to come face to face with a young girl. The girl had a light brown skin (similar to mine) and brown eyes. She had a heart shaped face that her curls framed around nicely. Her afro was cute, blonde highlights here and there. Next to her right eye was a beauty mark, the same place mine was. My eyes widened as it began to hit me. There was no way it could be her right? This girl in front of me looked far too young to be a college student, a middle schooler maybe but definitely not someone of drinking age!
"Lucille?"
To my shock the girls face lit up in a mixture of relief and surprise. Her shoulders dropped and she looked me up and down with a confused expression.
"You look so...young? Nice braids by the way."
Lucy reached forward and lifted a long black box braid. Almost immediately looked at my hands. My nails hadn't shortened but my hands did seem to be a bit and cupped my cheeks , finally becoming aware of my new braids bumping my face. "You were so cute when you were-... You...ng.." Lucy trailed off and stared past me, her eyes wide and she seemed to be frozen still. I frowned and turned to see what she was looking at only to just see a shop window. I Don't see what she was looking at. Was it past the window? I moved my head to try and look past a girls reflection only for her to move her head as well. I froze. No…I Raised my hand slowly and the girls reflection - my reflection, did the same. I Took a step back, my hands flying to cover my mouth in shock. I Was was 11! I Was shorter than normal, and my hair was no longer in its average bun but in long box braids. My face still had its slight babyish look! What a strange dream! To be so vivid and for me to be aware! Quickly turned to Lucy and grabbed her arm.
"Are we dreaming? Well, AmIdreaming? No don't answer that the last time asked that in a lucid dream it got weird."
Muttered the last part. Its true, Lucid dreams get weird when you tell someone else you know you're dreaming. Lucy hit my arm causing me to whine and quickly jump away. Lucy crossed her arms and scowled at me.
"Hey! How do you know you're the one dreaming anyway? Besides there's no way this is a dream! You felt that didn't you?"
I Rubbed my arm and sent back her glare.
"You didn't have to hit me that hard you know…"
"Oh shut up didn't even hit you hard. Anyhow we need to figure out where we are… and why you're like , what, 10?"
"11… Don't look at me like that it's just a feeling."
I said , brushing off the raised eyebrow she sent my way. The two of us stayed silent for a moment, looking around as if maybe we'd find an answer. It took a few moments but soon had heard lucy gasp.
"Elise think I know where we are…!" She said in a faint whisper before turning to me.
"We… Elise think we're in-"
"Pardon me but are you two Elise and Lucille Belladonn?"
In front of us was a rather plump young woman with flaming red hair and evident smile lines on her face. She had a thick british accent when she spoke that somehow fit her appearance. Next to her were three boys, all with the same matching red hair. Two of them were identical and a bit taller than the other boy. The other boy seemed to be younger, by just a year or two maybe? My sister gripped my sleeve tightly as she seemed to stare at the woman in awe while quickly shrugged her off. Belladonn? It was a far prettier last name than stanford and wouldn't put it past my subconscious to give me that last name instead of anything else. Lucy straightened and sent me a glance before speaking to the woman.
"Um, Yes! And you are?"
Lucy asked the Red Haired woman, quirking my eyebrow at her sudden choice on taking a british accent. The woman gave a big smile before handing each of us brown and yellow striped thick trunks into our hands. They weren't small but they weren't large either.
"Molly Weasley. but you two can just call me One of those trunks has clothes you packed and the other one is empty for your school things. Arthur suggested take you two shopping when the ministry was getting your verification -george don't touch that- . I Was planning on taking my boys and didn't mind taking you two as well. Ron here will be a first year just like you two!I thought it'd be just lovely if he had some sure friends before going off to hogwarts!"
chimed , Grasping the boy who Know knew as Ron shoulders and shaking him a bit. Wait, Weasley? Was dreaming about Harry Potter? I Wasn't really a diehard fan like Lucy was. I mean sure adored the franchise and the idea of the magical world. I even had a pottermore account! But Never really read the books. I Was a bit too busy with percy jackson and the warriors series actually. Can't tell you how many times cried over a dead cat because of those damn books. Also was an Apollo kid if you were wondering. Aspiring Doctor and a theatre kid? No doubt about it.
I Looked to Lucy to see her grinning, her eyes practically sparkling as she stared at the weasleys. If these were the weasleys that would only mean the two twins next to her were Fred and George. Though despite realizing was dreaming about the harry potter world was a bit more confused at 's mention of the ministry. Why would we need verification? Before I could ask though lucy held out her hands to fred and george.
"I'm Lucille Belladonn as you most likely already know, But please call me Lucy!"
My sister said chippingly, though couldn't stop the frown from making its way onto my face. It was strange to see just how quickly she wrapped onto this new name, even if it was but a twins grinned and took turns shaking her hand, alternating in speech just like the movies.
"Im Fred."
"Im George."
"Delighted to meet you-"
"Really are Luc. Don't worry we'll definitely show you the ropes back at hogwarts."
"Hope you make it into Gryffindor-"
"Best house there is."
The boys Rambled, Lucy's head moving between each of them whenever one spoke. The smile on her face didn't do justice to the waves of excitement rolling off of her. This is my dream and she's more excited thanIam, then again, I'm still extremely confused with the fact of how vivid this dream was. Lucy had easily fallen into a conversation with The twins. It seemed like a change in scenery didn't change her capability for making friends.
I Flinched a bit when felt a hand wrap around my shoulder, Molly's hand I identified after a moment though she didn't seem fazed by me her other hand was hugging the electrons shoulder as well.
"Come on! We've got shopping to do and loitering around her won't do us any good. Lucille, Elise dear do you two have stamps the ministry gave you two to get your supplies?"
Molly asked, giving my shoulder a slight squeeze when she did. Stamps? Why would we need stamps? Nothing was making sense, It was like was placed in the middle of an already running story. I reached up to scratch my cheek when I heard a ruffle in my pocket. I froze for a moment before reaching into my pocket and pulling out a folded up letter. Carefully, I unfolded it.
The paper on it had 7 stamps, underneath each one was a different names.
"Flourish & Blotts"
"Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions"
"Magical Menagerie"
"Ollivanders"
"Potage's Cauldron Shop"
"Slug and Jiggers Apothecary"
"Wiseacre's Wizarding Equipment"
"Now we have to be quick. We have about two hours before the train leaves, And these two 'forgot' to tell me they need a new book for their class this year."
Molly sent a scowl towards the twins who only smiled in response.
"Oh come on mother-" Fred said as he took a step closer to his mom- "it's not my fault you didn't read it!"
At this molly only swatted at him, grumbling something along the lines of 'stupid' (or) 'silly boy' but I couldn't hear her that well. And finally we began to walk. We had only walked about ten steps before Ron had nudged my arm.
"Uhm, You can talk right?"
The bluntness of his question only caught me off guard for a moment, his mother swatting the back of his head for 't said a word to these people!I Was too wrapped up in figuring out what was going on to even say hi! … Oh well.
"Yeah,I can talk. I'm just usually more inclined to speak when it's someone like."
I said with a smile , my grin only broadening at the look of surprise and confusion etching into rons features!
"You dont like me!?" Ron gasped, Causing a small laugh from me.
"I never said that."
"So… You like me?"
"I never said that either ginger."
"Well then which is it!"
Ron from what I gathered was easy to tease. The movies had already let me figure that out but it was fun to confirm it in person.I pretended to be in deep thought for a good ten seconds before pretended like came to a decision, shoving my finger into the air in a "ah ha!" type sense.
"I! …Neither like you, nor dislike know you after all. . . But I'm pretty sure we'll be great friends ."
Imused, Nudging his arm this time. Ron flashed me a lopsided smile before looking forward as we entered a store called 'Flourish & Blotts' and my heart soared at the amount of books everywhere. My amazement was cut short with my sister gripping my arm, Snuffing my excitement with her own.
"Elise I'm in the real bookstore! Flourish & Blotts! Do you know how much have always wanted to go here?!"
She whispered to me, about shake my arm but quickly pulled away from her touch.
"Noooo, I Thought this was a soup store?"
I said in pseudo-surprise. Lucy rolled her eyes, grumbling to herself about my attitude and slipping back to fred and george. I Pulled out the letter with the stamps on it, unfolding it fully to see a list of items would need. Skimmed over it until came to the list under the words 'Set books':
"All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble"
It didn't take long to regain my excitement. Holy crap this dream was awesome!Ialmost forgot the harry potter world had all the Mythical Creatures could ever dream of! Which means dragons! Oh beloved dragons! Plus Newt Scamander is from this world! He's like an idol to me! Dedicating his life to creatures around the world? That's the dream. Before Could stop myself was walking forward to go run off, find my needed books, somehow get books probably didn't need. In the back of my head had a feeling the stamps were for getting our needed books and the ministry paying for it through the stamps. And that we weren't supposed to get unnecessary things ,but I swear I'll find a way! Before Could quickly make my escape heard Molly call out to me-
"Elise! You sure you can find them yourself dear?"
Dear. It sounded so motherly,I Couldn't help but smile.
"Yes I'll be ok!"
I Knew bookstores like the back of my hand. I hummed excitedly and picked up a basket. Barnes and Nobles was kingdom not to brag.I Can definitely find 8 measly books.
So I can't find the books. Ok! Ok! Hear me out. This book store was nothing like regular book stores! The were not in Alphabetical Order by author's last name and I think I found the Rated R section 5 minutes ago.I saw some weird dude holding a book about dragons in a way didn't wanna know about them.I Had only managed to find one book to keep me comfort and it wasn't even one of my needed books! The title was 'History of Beast taming and Forgotten Methods' by Nadia Le Fay. The book looked slightly worn, and there were no others by the same author or even a copy of the book anywhere near it. But it had a dragon on the spine and was in a pretty red and black so I grabbed it. And now was pretty lost. How lovely. It wasn't like could just go ask to help because 1, It would hurt my pride 2, Haha I don't know where she is. I Walked aimlessly for another 2 minutes before spotted a boy that looked relatively my age. Meaning he was short enough to not be a full teenager yet. Still a bit taller than me but whatever. He seemed to be captured in the book he was reading, though I felt only the tiniest bit bad.
"Excuse me? Are you attending hogwarts?"
The boy at first didn't notice me, Probably assuming wasn't talking to him until he glanced up and saw me staring at him with a book clutched to my chest. The boy had Grayish eyes and slicked back blonde hair. It took everything in me not to ruffle it to try and make it look better. He had an angular face but still retained slightly plump cheeks due to being so young. Wait oh my god is this-
"Yes? Why do you ask?"
No, No it can't be. Didn't he shop like a month ago?I Read the first book at least-
"U-um Im looking for these books, Do you think you could help me?I can't find them.
Imean? Maybe?... no, there's no way that… The boy raised an eyebrow at my question.
"What are you, Blind? It isn't that hard to find a book."
Oh my god it's Draco Malfoy. In the literal flesh. Now I didn't expect to see Draco at least untilIgot to the school (if the dream ran on that long) so this was a surprise.I Couldn't fight the grin on my lips. In response reached up and covered my eyes with my hand.
"Extremely. I'm so very blind, won't you please help ma'am?"
I Peeked out from behind my hand on the 'ma'am' to see his reaction. The corner of Draco's lips twitched up for a moment before he sighed.
"I suppose I could help you. My father is running a quick errand before we get my wand. I've got nothing better to do."
He closed the book and put it away , motioning for me to follow him as he began to walk down the aisle. Get his wand?I thought Narcissa got Draco's wand? I'm 97% sure that read that happening. I tried to remember the scene in the robe shop, finding myself asking the same question Draco asked Harry.
"So what house do you think you'll get into?"
Yes , yes I already knew the answer but small talk is better than no talk! He visibly perked at this question though. If i remember correctly draco was very talkative when he first met harry.
"Slytherin. My whole family have been slytherin so it would be a disgrace If I wasn't as well. In my opinion it's the best house at hogwarts. The cunning and ambitious, If that doesn't describe me well I don't know what would! Getting sorted into Hufflepuff would be a bloody nightmare. I wouldn't be able to stand those prats."
I remember correctly. I also don't know british slang so the last part confuses me. I opened my mouth to ask what a prat was but thought against it.
"What about you? Merlin, don't say hufflepuff."
He grumbled the last part to himself, though i caught it.
"Slytherin as well actually."
To this draco only smirked and scoffed.
"Are you actually, or are you just trying to get on my good side?"
Now it was my turn to scoff. I took a step forward so that I now stood in front of the pale blonde.
"Actually. As you said, Slytherin's are cunning and ambitious. Honestly, I pegged you as someone smart enough to know a slytherin when you see one." I said in a sort of pout , Looking down the aisle we stopped in front of.
"Also, Back, I don't need to get on your good side. I am a delight to be around, you should be trying to get on my good side!"
I flipped my hair, walking down the aisle when I Finally spotted a book I actually need! It was silent for a moment but then draco spoke.
"I'm Draco Malfoy, and you are?"
I hummed and pulled out 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them'. I ran my fingers over the words on the back, mesmerized by the very thought of these creatures existing. I mean I always believed these creatures existed even outside this dream. No one could prove they didn't right? But in this dream, they were proven real. Wonder and Excitement was real. An adventure was real. I turned my head and Looked at draco.
"Elise Belladonn. Delighted to meet you."
Finding the rest of the books didn't take too long. The baskets were apparently enchanted to not get heavy, or I was extremely strong and didn't feel it. Definitely not the second one. We managed to get them all, though i did end up grabbing a book strictly on dragons (not the one that one guy was reading, oh god-) and a book on mermaids. Draco commented about how I was beast obsessed and I made one about how he was Gel obsessed. He shut up. We got to the check out and let me say i was crossing my fingers. The woman at the register was old, donning large boxed glasses on her face and her white hairs still frizzing up despite being in a bun. I handed the old woman my paper, to which draco tried to catch a glimpse of it when i did. The woman looked at the paper before nodding and beginning to check them out. The old woman raised an eyebrow when she came to the three books that weren't on the list. She looked at the books. Then the list. Then the books. List. Books. Me.
"Young lady I don't believe this is on the list, are you sure the ministry would approve of it?"
She asked. Ok yeah yeah i know. She is just doing her job but she's coming in between me and dragons so therefore she's the enemy. I crossed my arms and sent her the fiercest glare an 11 year old could muster. I would say that would mean a pathetic one but middle school kids are brutal.
"They approve. If you don't believe go ahead and contact the ministry, though I doubt they'll be happy with you wasting their time."
I held my chin up as I spoke, trying to give the impression I was telling the truth. Could she even contact the ministry? In my mind I was imagining it something like 911. The woman held my eye contact , staring at me until she finally reached for the phone. My confidence wavered a bit. So they can contact the ministry. Come on dream, do something to stop her! For the dragons! Luckily my prayers were answered when a pale hand grabbed the phone before the woman could. This hand belonged to a tall man with long blonde hair and an angular face. He had prominent cheekbones and lines on his face that were most likely there from scowling so much. His eyes were gray , just like Draco's yet his eyes were… Unnerving. The resemblance to Draco was uncanny. In front of me was Lucius Malfoy. As if confirming my theory a sneer etched its way onto Draco's face as the woman immediately become to try and form words. The woman looked frightened, I mean who wouldn't be under the stare of Lucius Malfoy. He used to be a death eater. I mean, he still kinda was and plead by saying he was under that one curse that controls you. I don't remember the name dude, all i'm going to be doing is reading those books of spells once they're mine I swear. As I was saying, he's still terrifying. And I should feel bad for the lady but… Dragons. In result I smiled pleasantly at her fear.
"I believe she said they approve."
Lucius said, his tone clear and low. In front of Lucius all I could think about was how… Regal he looked. Pity he becomes Voldemorts lap dog.
Lucius slowly removed his gloved hand from the phone, still staring down the woman as if daring her to pick it up again. The woman gulped and fumbled with the rest of my books, and then held out her hand to me.
'She's asking for the trunk.'
Once my trunk touched her hand she snatched it away, Opening it and beginning to place the books inside. What surprised me was when no matter each book she put it i never saw them push over the top. I had been carrying around a mary poppins case this whole time?! Geez! I loved this dream. The woman checked off underneath one of the stamps and handed me my things. Doing all this under Lucius's watchful stare. Only when my things were in my hands did Lucius turn away and look at Draco and I , Nodding his head right and almost immediately both Draco and I moved so the next person in line could go. Lucius looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"The ministry most certainly did not give you permission to get those books. May I ask why you lied?"
Lucius questioned and suddenly I felt smaller than I knew I was. No wonder Draco probably never rebelled against his father. I know I wouldn't. But, Lucius wasn't my father. So I straightened and held my case In front of my legs with both hands.
"Because I wanted the books ."
That was it. I Honestly don't know what other reason there would be for getting the books. Light them on fire and throw them at someones house? No. … Well actually-
Lucius held my gaze for a moment before turning to his son.
"I see you've made a new friend Draco, Why don't you ask her if she'd like to accompany us to Ollivanders. If she hasn't already gotten her wand that is."
Draco almost immediately turned to me with an expectant look. I should wait for the weasleys. They are super nice and will probably be worried if im gone. But what did it hurt securing a friendship with Draco as well? I would wake up tomorrow and get to enjoy the fact that I got a wand with Draco Malfoy tomorrow! I pursed my lips for a moment and then looked around. I didn't see the flurry of red hair anywhere, They probably wouldn't be done for a while maybe? I held up a finger, muttering 'One woman' before scampering over to the old woman. I gave her an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry about earlier ma'am. When a family of redheads come through could you tell them im at Ollivanders?"
I said in the sweetest tone I had. The old woman gave me an annoyed glance before she huffed and nodded reluctantly. A grin broke out on my face and I rushed back to Lucius and Draco.
"Ready?"
Lucius asked. For a moment I wondered why Lucius was taking me. He wasn't a good person from what I gathered. He chose voldemort over his family. Maybe once upon a time before Voldemort he wasn't totally horrible. At least that was what I guessed.
Ollivanders was incredible. It had a slight homey feel to it. Behind the counter there where rows of wands reached all the way to the ceiling, and there stood Ollivander with a gentle smile on his face. Ollivander was an old man , neatly keeps gray hair and unlike Lucius, had lines on his face from smiling.
"Ah! Draco, i see you're back. And with a friend I presume?"
Ollivander asked , earning a scowl from Lucius.
"Of course we are. You didn't allow Narcissa to get him one despite being his mother."
Lucius grumbled, apparently not enjoying the fact he had to come again. Ollivander merely smiled and gestured for Draco and I to come closer to the counter. I felt my heart catch in my throat. A wand. Magic. I was about to get a wand that I could do magic on. Ollivander looked draco up and down, lost in thought.
"...I know just the wand!"
We watched Ollivander disappear into the aisles of wands, only gone for a few moments until he was back with a black box. He sat the box in front of Draco, Opening it up to reveal a pretty green wand that looked to have wine like carving.
"Laurel, Dragon heartstring core 13 ½ inches , pretty springy. "
Ollivander rambled on as Draco stared at the wand, hesitantly reaching up and taking it into his hand. Draco glanced at Ollivander, who nodded in encouragement, and then gave it a flick. A flash of red shot from it towards my head. I screamed and dropped to the ground just in time as it lit the lamp behind me on fire.
"DRACO?!"
"ELISE!"
Jesus! Was he trying to kill me?! I want to know what happens after death but not this quick!
"You were in the way!" Draco argued, Earning an incredulous look from me.
"Oh pardon me! Just warn me next time you want to blast my head off and I'll be sure to step out of the way!"
Needless to say Ollivander snatched the wand from draco before he could try to kill me again.
We went through 6 more wands. 6. More. Wands. 3 of those times I was almost in the crossfire! At this point I had come to the conclusion that Draco wanted to kill me. Everyone was annoyed except Ollivander.
"This time! This is the one. Hawthorne, Unicorn hair, 10 inches, Reasonably Springy."
Draco huffed, plucking up the wand so fast that i couldn't even look at the design. With an annoyed flick I got ready to duck, but was only greeted with a warmth filling the was subtle at first, but slowly grew into a comforting warmth that seemed to hug my whole body. From the tip of Draco's wand was a Dark red flame. It was stunning plus i got a better look at his wand. It was ash colored, grayish black however at closer inspection there red dots along the tip. It was slick and beautifully carved. Draco's face lit up in pride for himself.
"Look Belladonna! I've got the best wand there is!"
His voice capturing his ego , but I didn't mind. It was quite beautiful after all. The flame slowly died and the warmth left the room. Draco turned to his father, Most likely for praise while I stepped up to Ollivander. His smile was slightly different with me. It was almost excitable in a way.
" Belladonna. What a lovely last name. Don't worry, I've got the perfect one for you. I had my eye on it when getting the Malfoy boy one. It just kept calling to me, no, you."
He said quietly , placing a box on the counter. He removed the top, revealing a light brown wand. At the end of it was a smooth black ball like handle. From the handle it faded from black to light brown at the wand part but besides that it was rather plain. A part of me was scared to touch it. It just felt so… right. It felt so right that it was scary. Swallowing, I reached up and took the wand into my hand. It fit my palm perfectly, I didn't even notice myself gasping In relief, grabbing at the air I had been holding in. Then, I closed my eyes. What if it didn't work? What if it knew I'm not a real wizard? No. This is my dream, I can be whatever I want to be. Right?
"Ah, well I'll be."
Ollivanders proud voice cut through my thoughts. I opened my eyes, becoming awestruck at what I saw. All the objects in the store were levitating. Well, not all but a lot! My eyes were wide as saucers as I stared at what the wand, at what I had done. I turned to Ollivander though when I did everything clattered to the ground. Oops? A laugh bubbled from my lips and I looked at my wand. My wand! I hugged my wand to my chest , falling in love with the feeling running through my veins at the moment.
"What is it?"
I asked, though it came out as a whisper though im sure Ollivander got this a lot.
"Larch wood with a Phoenix Feather core, 12 ½ Inches , supple flexibility."
Ollivander provided, happy to explain and probably thriving off my reaction. Wait Phoenix Feather? Wasn't that really good core or something? If Lucille found out I got it she'd freak. Especially if she herself didn't get that. I fumbled dumbly for my paper, shakingly handed it to Ollivander for him to check off. I turned to draco, Grinning happily and held up my wand to him.
"I think im the one with the best wand!"
Draco scowled and crossed his arms.
"That's a load of rubbish, if anyone has the best wand it's me belladonna. Yours is ok at best."
He hissed, Lucius moving past us to pay for Draco's wand. I took the paper back from Ollivander with a soft 'thank you'.
"Oh yeah Back? Guess I just got to show you up at Hogwarts. Warning! I'm very competitive." I slid the paper into my pocket. Draco would have responded back but Lucius clamped his hand on son's shoulder.
"We should be off. My wife wishes to have a last meal before Draco heads off to his first year. Im certain you two will see each other again?"
It took me a moment to realize that lucius asked me a question and didn't just say a statement.
"Oh! Of course! I'll see you at Hogwarts Draco, Take care."
I said , holding my hand out for him to shake. Draco stared at my hand before reaching up and grasping it roughly and giving it a shake. When he tried to pull away I tightened my grip and looked him in the eye.
"We're friends now, ya shook on it malfoy."
I whispered to him, then released the poor boys hand, waving as his father ushered him out. Then there was silence. I let out a tired sigh just as more people entered, these people being a family of red headed wizards and my sister. My sister rushed to me, grabbing my arms angrily.
"Elise what is wrong with you?! You can't just go off like that! Who were you even with?!"
She hissed , her eyes wild with anger, though I hardly cared. I simply smiled in response.
"A friend."
A/N: Hi! If you made it this far I really hoped you liked the first chapter of "TDU"! If I got some things wrong I really do apologize, however this fanfiction is purely for my own amusement, (Of course i hope someone likes it-) so some things will be cliche because i like cliche. Its cute. Plus dragons. I hope you have a lovely night or day and leave a like and comment please! 3