Okay I really am paraphrasing JK Rowling here so apologies, I just love putting her stuff together with the Buffy stuff. Hope u like reading. 'tis only a short chapter but work to do L and more is written so I should be able to update soon.
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"Madam Malkins next?" Giles suggested. "Dawn will need to buy her school uniform."
"There's a uniform?" Dawn looked disgusted at the very thought but Buffy sniggered glad that she didn't have to wear one.
"It's right there on your list. Black robes and the rest of it. Buffy they could easily make you wear teachers robes."
"I don't think so" Buffy said with her best slayer look but Dawn interrupted.
"Can't we get something fun first?"
"Ooh can we get Dawn's wand?" Buffy asked excitedly looking at the list of equipment.
"I suppose so." Giles led the way to a dark, musty looking shop with a faded purple cushion in the window on which sat a narrow strip of wood like the one Dumbledore and Tom the Leaky Cauldron proprietor had used. A tinkle sounded as Giles pushed the door open and an old man hurried from the shadows to meet them. "Ah Mr Ollivander" Giles greeted the man but he stared past Giles to Buffy and Dawn.
"Yes" he said in a voice that made Buffy feel all tingly. "The slayer and the Key. I have of course been expecting you." All the time his eyes were fixed unblinkingly on Dawn's face. "Your first wand?" he asked and on Dawn's nod continued, "hold out your wand arm." Dawn took a guess and stuck out her right arm. Immediately Mr Ollivander whipped out a tape measure and began measuring her arm length, circumference, hand length, height. Her head's circumference was being determined when Dawn realised that Mr Ollivander was no longer controlling the tape measure but was hunting through various boxes behind the dusty counter. "That will do" he said sharply and the tape measure fell to the floor with a soft thud. "Try this one." Mr Ollivander said in his creepily soft voice handing Dawn a wand. "Holly and Dradon heartstring 9 inches fairly rigid. Give it a wave my dear." Feeling very stupid Dawn waved the wand back and forth a couple of times but very quickly mr Ollivander snatched it from her grasp and gave her another. "Rowan with unicorn hair, 12 inches, springy." And again it was hurriedly snatched away to be replaced with "Yew 10 inches fairly whippy." Buffy rolled her eyes as Dawn tried wand after wand.
"C'mon Dawn pick one and see if it dusts a vamp without breaking "she moaned, "I wanna go shopping."
"This cannot be rushed Miss Summers." Mr Ollivander's soft voice said as he turned his unblinking eyes on Buffy. "After all it is the wand that chooses the witch you know. Try this one, ebony and phoenix feather, 11 inches slightly flexible." Dawn took the narrow strip of wood and felt a tingle pass up her arm. She lifted it above her head and as she brought it down a trail of red and gold sparks materialised.
"Excellent." Giles rose from the spindly chair he had been sitting on. "Excellent that is very good indeed."
"Giles have you got even more British since we got here?" Buffy asked. "Awesome Dawn or as Giles would put it simply fabulous. Now lets go proper shopping."
"Just a minute Miss Summers, do you not require a wand?"
"Uh me, wand? The only wooden accessory I'm gonna carry's a stake mister and these aren't really very pointy."
"Are you sure? I have your wand right here."
"Mr Ollivander I was under the impression that wand selection required the participation of the wand purchaser." Giles had met Mr Ollivander before but had never really liked him or trusted him, which in his line of work was largely the same thing.
"Ah but she is the slayer. Her wand is of the wood of life, lignum vitae, and its sister wand has just been given to the slayer's sister."
"Fawkes' feathers?" Giles asked looking suddenly interested.
"No no Mr Giles Fawkes' feathers belong to another pair. These wands contain feathers from a relation of his I believe." Giles nodded while Buffy and Dawn exchanged looks of perplexion.
"Very well. Buffy I suppose you may as well try it. Living in the wizarding world a wand will no doubt be of use although I do agree a stake is probably more fitting." Mr Ollivander produced a black, wooden box so that Buffy could see a strip of dark wood lying majestically on red silk. Buffy felt something twinge inside her and she knew that she had to hold that wand. She carefully picked it up from the box feeling warmth spread from her fingertips.
"Lignum vitae huh?"She said and in a flash of light a tree appeared in the middle of the shop. It's rapidly sprouting branches knocked boxes from the shelves and the roots created large bumps and cracks in the stone floor. "Why do these things always happen to me?" Buffy asked as a box hit her on the head.