Note My first Harry Potter fic. This is hopefully a Lily and James work, but it might change over the um...chappers. Thanks a bunch. Now enjoy

Ollivanders

A young witch, nearly over twenty, named Madam Malkin stepped up to Lily.

"I seems you are done, Dear." She was taken back when Lily shouted, "Good. Professor, follow me. Hurry!"

Lily dashed out of Pintrows Robes with a startled Professor McGonagoll behind her. Outside, on the paved streets of Diagon Alley, all hell was loose.

People were just getting up from the blast. Children, huddled over half forms, cried at the loss of their parents. Some witches ran back and forth screaming, "Johnny, where's my Johnny," or, "Has anyone seen my Li'l Emily." Lily felt like she wanted to cry too.

The business looking wizard name Jordan walked up to Lily.

"Ah, Professor McGonagoll. Not a very happy scene. Not at all."

"Jordan. What happened?" asked the Professor in a high squeaky voice.

"I'm afraid t'was Tom Riddle, mum."

"Oh dear."

"Quit so. 'e's been do'n small entertainment shows lately. The Department of Magical Jobs wanted 'im to chose a paying job, not a begging scandal, but 'e refused."

"Oh my. I thought he was trying to become an Auror."

"Aye, mum. That 'e was. But for some odd reason, old Tom said the job was to bor'n, whith all the peace going around. 'e's been in Diagon Alley do'n 'is shows since."

"Well, Jordan. Why did he blow the street up?"

"'e still 'as a grudge about 'is old dad, me thinks. Me partner Jim told me to go back to the Ministry, and tell e'm we were bring'n in Tom Riddle. When I Disapparated, Tom was yell'n 'is 'ead off. Last thing I remember see'n was both Tom 'n Jim raising wands at eachother."|

"That is certainly not good. Tom was such a remarkable student. I happened to be finishing my stay at Hogwarts when Tom joined. I never could count the things he did with his wand."

"Aye mum. 'e was a fine wizard." Jordan tugged on his beard as if to finish the conversation, then turned around to look at the mess on the street. "I think you should be finish'n your shopp'n Professor. Not much ter see 'ear."

"Thank you Jordan. Give my wishes to Stacy for me."

Tom looked to the side of us where an arm was sitting in a buddy pool. A wedding ring was on the ring finger. Tom's face darkened. "I wish I could mum. I wish I could." Professor McGonagoll gave him a quick hug, before leaving. A small tear was falling down her face.

"Poor Jordan. Stacy was a lovely young girl. Well, anyway. What do we have left to buy, Lily."

Lily looked at her shopping list:

First Edition Spells X
 by Saretta Ginglbay

Hogwarts, A History X
 Author unknown

The Wonders, but Lousy History, of Magic X
 by Snicks Pingletoe II

Herbs to Tickly Your Nose X
 by Valectra Orangelove

Potions, Potions, Potions X
 by Wizonky Dribbet

Beasts of Wonder X
 by Harry Lockhart

How to: Dark Arts *Hilarious Protections* X

1 Wand

1 Standard Cauldron X

2 Sets of Crystal Phials X

1 Telescope X

1/2 a Set of Scales X

Any Pet the Student Wishes
 Please Refrain from Snakes

Parents Please Note

STUDENTS ARE NOT ALLOWED BROOMSTICKS UNTIL THEIR THIRD YEAR

Everything was checked off except for Lily's wand and Pet.

"Professor, I need my wand and Pet," Lily said while scanning her list."

"Ollivanders is where we should go then Lily. His is very young for a wand maker, but his families wands are the best." Professor McGonagol stepped into a small torn up shop that looked almost like Lily's house, just smaller.

It was dark inside. The room was covered with boxes upon boxes. An owl hooted when Lily entered, but Lily didn't see an owl. Maybe it was her imagination. There was two chairs in the single roomed shop. A lamp sat in the middle, illuminating the two chairs in an oasis of light. In the chair farthest to the back slept a small elderly man, who looked around his forties.

"Very young, Professor. I think that's an overstatement," Lily said quietly to Professor McGonagoll.

"Oh no dear. You see, Mr. Ollivander is a half-ling. Half-lings live a long life, and Mr, Ollivander is around 56, I think, just came to manhood a couple of years ago." She stopped talking when she noticed the man wake up,

"Oh. Professor McGonagoll. It seems you have caught me at a rather awkward time," Mr. Ollivander blurted as he stood up.

At fifty, he looked really young. His brown hair had just started turning gray around the edges. His eyes were bright with an inner flame, and his face had no wrinkles were most elderly people did. Even his blue and green robes were cut finely to expose smallish muscles here and there around his body. All in all. he did look young.

"I see you are still reopening the shop, Mr. Ollivander" Professor McGonagol stated.

"Hmmm...Oh yes. I'm afraid I am. My patter had to leave us at a very bad time. Gringotts lost his vault in the Dephthory attack. The shop went Bankrupt! Imagine that, Ollivanders, Bankrupt! Fools story I would say, but it did happen. But, my patter did leave us. Mother still cries for him." Mr. Ollivander looked at the floor and said something under his breath before continuing. But, I am here now." He looked up, and realized Lily was there. "Oh! What brings you here, Professor. I thought your wand was still in good use. Nine and three quarter inches, hollow oak, filled with, oh dear me, I tried to forget that day, wisps of your your grand mum's soul. It was a sad day for my patter. He grieved all night for her, the dear soul."

"Its not for me, Mr. Ollivander. My wand is doing fine, actually. Just needs some polishing." She pushed Lily forward. "Lily here, needs a wand though. She starts tomorrow."

"I see. Welcome Miss ... Sorry, didn't catch the end."

"Evans," Lily said quietly. She beginning to like this man.

"Yes. Welcome to Ollivanders. My family has been running it since 382b.c. you see, and my patter passed it on to me in a very bad time. I'm sorry for the mess. Do sit down."

Lily took the closest seat while Professor McGonagol occupied the one Mr. Ollivander had just left. Mr. Ollivander took out his wand an pointed it at Lily, who in turn put her hands in the air in a warding gesture,

"No need to get excited, Miss Ecans. I just need to see your wand hand." Lily stuck out her left hand. A yellow ribbon shot out of Mr. Ollivanders wand, which turned out to be a measuring tape. As if hands were controlling it, it started to measure Lily's arm. Mr. Ollivander had disappeared, and reappeared with a small box of wands.

"Here, Miss Evans, Maple and Dragon Heartstring, ten inches on the dot, and rather bendy." Lily picked it up, and waited. "Why, don't hisitate, Miss Evans, give it a wave." Lily did, and nothing happened. "No not that one. Next is Oak and grinded Unicorn's horn. Twelve inches and very stiff. Rather bad wand, if you know what I mean."

"Mr. Ollivander, do you mind if I leave Lily with you for a while? Lily still needs her pet." Piped in Professor McGonagoll.

"Oh, no problem Professor. No problem at all. But I do say, try and get an owl. Every witch and wizard should have one. What do you think Lily."

"Ooh. An owl would do perfectly." Lily shouted, too excited to hold back.

"Very good, I will see you later than, Lily." Professor McGonagoll said before leaving.

"Well, Miss Evans, anything."

Lily went to pick it up, but as soon as it touched her hand, it shot out and hit the box. Wands spilled everywhere, bouncing off other boxes and walls. One landed near Lily's feet. She bent down to pick it up, and nearly dropped it when her hand touched it. small warmth grew from her hand, and spread to her heart. She felt the day of stress she had go away in a that single touch. Mr. Ollivander was looking at her. Hesitantly, she brought up the wand and thought of what Tom had done with the flowers.

BANG

Her wand erupted in a shower of blue fog and red roses. Mr. Ollivander was clapping her on.

"Very good Miss Evans. I see you will be a very good witch. Now, if you will let me see the wand. I like to know what my costumers by." Lily handed him the wand. "Ah, yes. Willow, a little swishy, made with three Phoenix feathers, ten and a quarter inches, very strong, perfect for charms. You know, Miss Evans, its the wand that chooses the wizard. I think we should expect great things from you." Mr. Ollivanders eyes darkened, as his human years showed, then lightened as the joy Lily saw when they first met take over. 10 galleons and 11 sickles should do it, Miss Evans." Lily paid and walked out.

On her way out of the shop, she saw a young boy, very close to her age, walk in. His hair was a total mess, sticking up here and there, sometimes covering his hazel eyes. Those eyes held her gaze. Like all the other wizards, they had a shine in their eyes, but none as strong as his. They practically blazed with mischief. Finally, he was past and Lily was outside of Ollivanders. Professor McGonagoll was waiting for her with a black owl, with dark green feathers. Lily ran to her. This was the best day of her life.