Chapter Three
As the family entered Diagon alley, people gave them funny looks.
"First stop, Olivander's ta get yew three a wand." Hagrid led the girls over to the wand shop, Olivander's. "Af'er yew." AS they entered the shop, the three quickly noticed shelves and shelves of long skinny boxes.
"Are all those wands, Hagrid?" Courtney asked as she picked up a bow to open it.
"Aye, 'tis. And don't touch! Wait 'til Mr. Olivander selects a wand for ye. Yew nevah know what might come out o' it!" Hagrid chucked as Courtney shoved the wand back in the box, and nearly dropped the box as she put it back on the shelf. An old looking man appeared over the counter. "Ah! Mr. Olivander! Good ta see ye!" Hagrid reached over the counter to shake hands with the shopkeeper. "Girls, I'd like ya ter meet Mr. Olivander." The three girls nodded at the shopkeeper, and he nodded back.
"Ah, if it isn't the Chimmera girls, am I right?" He said, looking each one in the eye. He stared at the brown-headed one with blue eyes. "You must be Zoe! Hagrid has told me so much about you!" Hagrid turned pinker than his umbrella, but couldn't tell because of his beard. Mr. Olivander stared hard at Kymmi, who was a blonde with green eyes. He looked closely, then finally said, "You must be Kymmi. K-Y-M-M-I. Am I right?" Kymmi nodded; amazed that this stranger knew so much about her and her sisters. Next, he stared at Courtney, dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. "And the last girl must be Courtney. I know the perfect wand for you."
"Y-you d-do?" Courtney asked. Mr. Olivander walked over to one of the shelves. He picked up the wand that Courtney had been looking at minutes before. He took it out of the box, and gave it to her. It was cream colored with a silver tip.
"Now, take it, and swish it. Like this." He did the wand motions with the hand that wasn't holding the box. Courtney took the wand, and did the same motions. Out of the wand came a twirling light of green and silver. It looked so beautiful; she dropped the wand, causing it to stop. She picked it up again, and did it again, this time, the same thing happened, but at the end of the light, was a snake's head. She gasped, and dropped the wand again. "Thos looks like the right wand for you!" Mr. Olivander picked up the wand, and put it in the box. He gave it to Courtney. "Who's next?"
Zoe pushed Kymmi forward.
"Aha! Kymmi! Now," he said as he searched the shelves, "Let's try this one." He handed her a wand, it was all black. "Now, do the same motions your sister did." Kymmi carefully lifted the wand. Doing the exact same movements as her sister did, or so she thought, nothing happened. "I see what's wrong. Now try like this." He waved his hand in the same motion he showed Courtney. Kymmi did the exact motions, and sending a purple ray streaming towards the shelf. Hitting the shelf, it knocked many wands off. "Well," he said, taking the wand, "That's not the right wand for you." He put it back on the shelf. He took a different one down, and handed it to her. "Try this one." Kymmi did the correct motions, and sent the lamp on his desk crashing into the wall. He took that wand, handing her another. Trying again, Kymmi waved the wand. It sent out gold sparks. They lit up the room. The watchers were in aw. The gold sparks exploded into tiny little dragons. They circled Kymmi, then they squeezed themselves' onto her head. She giggled at the little gold creatures. "I think this is the wand for you." He said as he handed her the box.
"Now, it's Zoe's turn." Zoe stepped forward. It took awhile for Mr. Olivander to find the wand he was looking for. He rummaged deep into the shelves at the very top. He found the one he was looking for. It was in an old gray box. When he opened the box, it shone like gold. It was pure silver with a unicorn hair inside. Zoe's eyes shone with happiness in the glow of the wand. "Take it." Zoe picked the wand from the box. Examining it for a moment, then waved it. A blue light came from it, making a bird. The bird flew around the little shop, knocking boxes on the floor. Mr. Olivander nodded, "This is the one for you, my dear." Hagrid handed the old shopkeeper some weird looking coins, and they left.
As the family entered Diagon alley, people gave them funny looks.
"First stop, Olivander's ta get yew three a wand." Hagrid led the girls over to the wand shop, Olivander's. "Af'er yew." AS they entered the shop, the three quickly noticed shelves and shelves of long skinny boxes.
"Are all those wands, Hagrid?" Courtney asked as she picked up a bow to open it.
"Aye, 'tis. And don't touch! Wait 'til Mr. Olivander selects a wand for ye. Yew nevah know what might come out o' it!" Hagrid chucked as Courtney shoved the wand back in the box, and nearly dropped the box as she put it back on the shelf. An old looking man appeared over the counter. "Ah! Mr. Olivander! Good ta see ye!" Hagrid reached over the counter to shake hands with the shopkeeper. "Girls, I'd like ya ter meet Mr. Olivander." The three girls nodded at the shopkeeper, and he nodded back.
"Ah, if it isn't the Chimmera girls, am I right?" He said, looking each one in the eye. He stared at the brown-headed one with blue eyes. "You must be Zoe! Hagrid has told me so much about you!" Hagrid turned pinker than his umbrella, but couldn't tell because of his beard. Mr. Olivander stared hard at Kymmi, who was a blonde with green eyes. He looked closely, then finally said, "You must be Kymmi. K-Y-M-M-I. Am I right?" Kymmi nodded; amazed that this stranger knew so much about her and her sisters. Next, he stared at Courtney, dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. "And the last girl must be Courtney. I know the perfect wand for you."
"Y-you d-do?" Courtney asked. Mr. Olivander walked over to one of the shelves. He picked up the wand that Courtney had been looking at minutes before. He took it out of the box, and gave it to her. It was cream colored with a silver tip.
"Now, take it, and swish it. Like this." He did the wand motions with the hand that wasn't holding the box. Courtney took the wand, and did the same motions. Out of the wand came a twirling light of green and silver. It looked so beautiful; she dropped the wand, causing it to stop. She picked it up again, and did it again, this time, the same thing happened, but at the end of the light, was a snake's head. She gasped, and dropped the wand again. "Thos looks like the right wand for you!" Mr. Olivander picked up the wand, and put it in the box. He gave it to Courtney. "Who's next?"
Zoe pushed Kymmi forward.
"Aha! Kymmi! Now," he said as he searched the shelves, "Let's try this one." He handed her a wand, it was all black. "Now, do the same motions your sister did." Kymmi carefully lifted the wand. Doing the exact same movements as her sister did, or so she thought, nothing happened. "I see what's wrong. Now try like this." He waved his hand in the same motion he showed Courtney. Kymmi did the exact motions, and sending a purple ray streaming towards the shelf. Hitting the shelf, it knocked many wands off. "Well," he said, taking the wand, "That's not the right wand for you." He put it back on the shelf. He took a different one down, and handed it to her. "Try this one." Kymmi did the correct motions, and sent the lamp on his desk crashing into the wall. He took that wand, handing her another. Trying again, Kymmi waved the wand. It sent out gold sparks. They lit up the room. The watchers were in aw. The gold sparks exploded into tiny little dragons. They circled Kymmi, then they squeezed themselves' onto her head. She giggled at the little gold creatures. "I think this is the wand for you." He said as he handed her the box.
"Now, it's Zoe's turn." Zoe stepped forward. It took awhile for Mr. Olivander to find the wand he was looking for. He rummaged deep into the shelves at the very top. He found the one he was looking for. It was in an old gray box. When he opened the box, it shone like gold. It was pure silver with a unicorn hair inside. Zoe's eyes shone with happiness in the glow of the wand. "Take it." Zoe picked the wand from the box. Examining it for a moment, then waved it. A blue light came from it, making a bird. The bird flew around the little shop, knocking boxes on the floor. Mr. Olivander nodded, "This is the one for you, my dear." Hagrid handed the old shopkeeper some weird looking coins, and they left.