Did you all like the first chapter? I hope you did! A few things I realized I didn't explain too well. First: Kurama is eleven, so his hair is shorter, and his height is too. Granted, his hair is probably longer than the norm, about shoulder length really, but it's still not as long as we're all used to. Second: the whole thing will Hiei. Every now and then, a demon shows signs of magic. When that happens, it was decided a long time ago that they should go to the best school, Hogwarts. That's why Hiei got a letter. Also, Dumbledore is probably the only headmaster who would let a demon in his school anyway. Make sense? Good. Now...ONE WITH THE FIC!!!
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Luna sat in the window seat of the 747 jet airplane. She had her headphones turned up so as to block out the noise around her. And there was an exceptional amount of noise. Her whole family was accompanying her on her trip to England. That meant Aunt Molly, Uncle Xander, and her three cousins: Jason and Nick, the ten-year-old twins, and Amy, who was thirteen and already attending an American school for magic.
Uncle Xander, a thin, tall man with blue eyes and blond hair, worked at the AMA, or American Magical Association. He was the head of International Affairs. Because of this, they had gotten a discount on the plane tickets. Amy, who was sitting next to Luna and who was also tall, thin, and had blue eyes and blond hair, was completely ignoring her cousin for getting into what was hailed as the best school in the world. Because she was American, Amy had not been accepted into the school when she tried to get in. But Luna on the other hand had certain special circumstances in her favor.
Jason and Nick, who also carried the family traits of height, slim build, blue eyes, and blond hair, couldn't care less about the fact that Luna had gotten into Hogwarts. They were only concerned with what trouble they would cause while in England. They were already planning to visit the Queen's palace and torture the guards outside. They had always read that the guards were not aloud to move, and they had snuck plenty of Dung Bombs and other magical jokes into their suitcases to test that story with. At the moment, Aunt Molly, a plump woman with dark eyes and black hair, was trying to keep the twins from playing tag in the aisles.
Luna rolled her eyes at all of this as the next song on her CD started. Linkin Park's "Faint" boomed in her ears as she turned to stare out the window at the approaching airport. Fifteen grueling hours on the airplane and now they were finally landing. Thank the Lord.
-()-()-()
Kurama had never been to London. He'd never been outside Japan at all. He stared out the taxi window, taking in every detail of the city. Next to him, Hiei grunted in boredom. Koenma had convinced him to take Hiei with him on his trip to Diagon Alley and somehow or other Kurama had persuaded his mother that Hiei was a school mate who currently resided in an orphanage and had no other way to get his school supplies other than to come with them. The plane trip had been...interesting. Hiei definitely distrusted planes. Kurama had been forced to spend the first twenty minutes explaining to the skeptical fire demon how the plane could stay in the air. Kurama was NOT looking forward to the return trip.
"Here. This is good," his mother said from the front seat as the driver stopped the car. His mother paid the fair and the three of them exited the vehicle. Kurama looked up to see a small, dirty-looking pub directly ahead. A sign above the door read the "Leaky Cauldron." He almost didn't see it. It simply didn't stand out at all. No one else seemed to notice it. They saw the book shop to the right and the record shop to the left, but not the pub in-between.
"That's it?" Kurama asked in disbelief.
"That's it," Shiori replied with a smile, leading them forward. Inside were many witches and wizards drinking or talking, just as one would expect in a British pub. Shiori led them past all this, through a door, and outside into a small courtyard behind the Leaky Cauldron, surrounded on tree sides by walls and the fourth by the pub itself. It was completely empty save for a trash can up against the wall in front of them.
"Oh, darn it!" Shiori suddenly burst out in despair.
"What?" Kurama asked.
"I forgot. You need a wand to get into Diagon Alley," she said, staring helplessly at the wall before them.
"Don't worry. We'll just wait for someone to come along. There must be others here to buy supplies today," Kurama said in a hopeful tone.
"Hn," Hiei grunted, leaning against the right wall and folding his arms.
-()-()-()
"Here it is! The Leaky Cauldron," Aunt Molly announced as she lead her husband and their band of following children into the pub. They walked past everyone, ignoring them all, save for the man who had fallen asleep who Jason and Nick paused to poke. Aunt Molly lead them all into the back courtyard, where three people stood.
Luna looked at them all carefully. The first was short, shorter even then her, dressed all in black. He had spiky black hair, that must have taken an exceptional amount of hair gel to keep up, with a white star burst in the middle. Another boy stood there as well. He had red hair that flowed almost to his shoulders and bright emerald eyes. The first boy made Luna slightly nervous, but this boy had the opposite affect. Luna had the immediate impression that this red-haired youth was as polite and nice as they come. A third person, an older woman with dark eyes and black hair about Aunt Molly's age, was standing by the trash can by the opposite wall.
-()-()-()
Kurama looked up as six new people entered the courtyard. They was a middle aged man and woman accompanied by two girls and two, younger boys. The man, young boys, who looked like twins, and older girl were all tall, slim, and had blue eyes and blond hair. The woman was plump with dark eyes and black hair. The last girl, who looked to be his age, was the strangest of the group and stood out horribly. Her skin was deathly pale and her shoulder length hair was pure white. Her eyes were a bright violet and her height was scarcely more then Hiei's.
"Excuse me," Kurama said, stepping forward. "I wonder if you could help us. You see, my mother isn't a witch and my friend and myself don't have wands yet. We have no way into the alley."
"Oh, of course, dear. We'd be glade to help," the woman said with a kind smile. She retrieved a wand from one of the many pockets in her coat and stepped up to the wall.
"Now let's see here," she muttered to herself. "It's been so long...How do you do this again?"
"Three up, two across, dear," the man that must have been her husband said.
"Oh, that's right. Yes, of course. Three up..." she started at the trash can and tapped her wand along the three bricks directly above it, "and two across," she finished by tapping two bricks to the left. She then tapped the last brick three times. The brick quivered, and then it began to shift. All the bricks in the wall shifted to form an arc, the very top carrying letters that read "Diagon Alley." The group stared in stunned silence. None of them, not even Luna's magical family, had expected that. Aunt Molly broke the silence.
"Well, then. We'd better get started. That's a long list to fill, Luna" she said. Then she turned to Shiori, Kurama, and Hiei. "You're not from around here are you?" Shiori shook her head. "Thought so. It's been a while, but I think I still remember my way around here. You're more then welcome to come along with us if you want."
"Thank you," Shiori said with a small, respectful bow.
"Um...you're welcome," Aunt Molly said hesitantly, slightly embarrassed by the bow. "Do you have any wizard money with you?"
"No," Shiori informed them.
"Well then, we'd best go to Gringotts first," Aunt Molly said and she began to lead the way down the street.
"Do you know English?" Kurama whispered to Hiei as they followed at the back of the group. Hiei grunted.
"Of course. Pitifully easy language," he said. Kurama half smiled.
"Oh, and call me Shuichi today, alright?" he said, remembering that he had forgotten to instruct Hiei on doing so earlier.
Hiei quirked an eyebrow at the request but muttered an obedient "Whatever."
Luna slowed her steps so that she was soon at the back of the group with Kurama and Hiei.
"Hogwarts?" she asked simply.
Kurama nodded, then asked "Are you a first year as well?" Luna beamed and nodded.
"My name's Luna," she introduced herself.
"I'm Shuichi and my friend here is called Hiei," Kurama said.
"I knew it," Luna exclaimed.
"Knew what?" Kurama asked.
"You're from some country in Asia, right? I mean, I had some suspicions with those funky accents of yours, but the names prove it!" she said triumphantly.
Kurama smiled at her. "Yes. We're from Japan."
"Awesome," Luna said in pure admiration.
"You don't have a British accent yourself," Kurama observed.
"Very good," Luna said, smiling still wider. "I'm American. From New York actually."
"Who's the rest of your group?" Kurama asked.
"My Aunt Molly, Uncle Xander, and my cousins. Amy, the snob, and Jason and Nick, the twins. We made sort of a 'family vacation' out of this," Luna explained. "And the woman you were with?"
"My mother," Kurama explained. Luna nodded and the three looked up to see that they had arrived at the wizard bank Gringotts. It was a large white building that was a giant compared to the other shops. A goblin in uniform stood by the doors.
"Wow, a goblin," Luna said in awe.
"Goblin?" Kurama asked. They were scarce, even in the demon world. He had never actually seen one.
"Yeah, they run Gringotts. I've read about them, but I've never seen one," Luna explained. The goblin was maybe three feet tall with a wise face and long beard. His fingers and feet were exceptionally long. He bowed as they passed through the bronze doors. Inside was another set of doors. These were silver with words engraved on them.
"Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed,
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there."
"They're not kidding about the 'finding more than treasure' part," Luna whispered. "The Gringotts volts are below ground in tunnels that are miles long. If you don't get lost, then they have dragons around every other corner."
Kurama turned to her in surprise, but she was already walking through the doors. Once inside they were greeted with the sight of hundreds of goblins scurrying around. Some sat behind desks while others lead customers through a door to the vaults and still others ran to and fro on some errand or another. Aunt Molly lead them to a desk where she handed over the bills Shiori handed her to be exchanged for wizard money. After the exchange was made, Shiori passed the money to her son. Kurama and Hiei stared at the strange money Kurama now held in his hand. Luna felt inclined to explain.
"The little bronze ones are Knuts," Luna said, "the slightly bigger sliver ones are Sickles, and the big gold ones are Galleons. Seventeen Sickles equals a Galleon and twenty-nine Knuts equals one Sickle." Kurama nodded and put the money in his pocket.
-()-()-()
"Now, lets get wands first, shall we?" Aunt Molly announced once they were back on the street. "We don't all need to go. Xander, would you take Amy and the boys for some ice cream or something?" Uncle Xander nodded and led the three children in question away while Aunt Molly led the remaining group down the crowded street.
She stopped in front of the last shop on the street. It was a shabby shack. A sign with peeling gold letters over the door read "Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C." They heard a tinkle of a bell as they entered the dusty shop. Shelves made up most of it, all lined with boxes; boxes containing wands.
"Good day," a voice said from the shadows surrounding nearest shelf, making them all jump.
"Mr. Ollivander?" Aunt Molly called cautiously.
"Yes, hello," said the old man that stepped into the light before them, his pale eyes shining. "Ah, first years," he said, walking towards Hiei, Kurama, and Luna.
"You first," Mr. Ollivander declared, motioning for Hiei to step forward. Hiei did so and a tape measure flew off the desk before them. It immediately began measuring Hiei. From the fingers on his right arm to his shoulder. From his hip to the floor. Around his head. From shoulder to shoulder. Nose to mouth. And many other absurd measurements. Hiei tried to bat it away, but it moved out of reach to measure on of his spikes of hair. Luna and Kurama couldn't help but laugh.
"No two Ollivander wands are the same," Mr. Ollivander said as he made his way to a nearby self, oblivious to Hiei's efforts to destroy the tape measure. The fire demon would have simply sliced it in half, if Koenma hadn't had the foresight to confiscate his katana.
"Perhaps this one for you," Mr. Ollivander said as he came back with a box in his hand. The tape measure immediately ceased it's measurements and zoomed back to its original place on the desk.
"Here," Ollivander continued, handing the wand to Hiei, "Beech, phoenix feather, ten inches. Go on, give it a wave."
Hiei felt exceptionally stupid standing there with a ten inch stick in his hand. Waving it would only make the feeling grow.
"Well, go on!" Mr. Ollivander said impatiently.
Hiei gave in and feebly waved the wand. Immediately, the tape measure burst into flame.
"No, definitely not," Mr. Ollivander said, snatching the wand back as everyone else stared at the burning tape measure.
"Try this. Oak, dragon heart strings, seven inches," Mr. Ollivander said, handing Hiei another wand. Hiei waved it, and a gentle breeze blew through the room, lifting his hair slightly.
"Ha, there we go," Mr. Ollivander said in triumph. Hiei stepped back and Mr. Ollivander turned to Kurama. "You next."
Kurama stepped forward and Ollivander circled him, looking him over. He then went to a shelf and came back with a box in his hand.
"Here. Maple, unicorn hair, eleven inches," he said, handing Kurama the wand. Kurama waved it, and a whole shelf exploded.
"No, no. That won't do," Ollivander said, taking back the wand and looking for another. After several minutes of rummaging in the selves he came back with a new box.
"Holly, dragon heart strings, eight inches," Ollivander declared, passing the wand to Kurama. Kurama waved this one as well. The chair behind the desk quivered and then did a back flip.
"Interesting," Ollivander remarked, eyeing the chair with amusement, "but no."
Kurama tried three more wands and managed to destroy another shelf, set fire to some parchments on the desk, and send several Knuts hurdling through the window.
"My, my. This has certainly been entertaining," Ollivander said, a smile playing on his old lips. "I think this should do it. Cottonwood, phoenix feather, nine inches."
Wearily, Kurama waved the wand. A warm glow emitted from the tip, lighting his face for a moment.
"There! I knew we would get it!" Ollivander exclaimed as Kurama stepped back and Luna stepped forward.
"Now you..." Ollivander said, circling Luna. Luna watched him, nervous about something.
"Now you are an interesting case. It's not easy to find wands for your kind," Ollivander said thoughtfully.
"What kind?" Kurama asked.
"Wait!" Luna cried, but it was too late.
"Werewolf," Ollivander said simply. There was stunned silence. Luna glared first and Ollivander and then at Kurama, wondering which one she hated more. Kurama for asking, or Ollivander for answering.
"I think I have just the thing," Ollivander said, turning to disappear into a back room. Luna stared at Kurama and Hiei, who stared back.
"You can't tell anyone! Understand?" she said after a moment.
"What's the big deal. So you're a werewolf. So what?" Hiei asked.
"So? SO?! Don't you get it?! Werewolves are monsters! Their feared and hated by the wizarding community! That's why I have to go to Hogwarts. No other school would take me! We tried every school in America. Every one! They all rejected me because of what I am. If anyone found out...I..." Luna trailed off, out of things to yell.
"We won't tell anyone. I promise," Kurama said quietly after a moment.
"What about him?" Luna asked, nodding at Hiei.
"He promises too. Right?" Kurama turned to give Hiei a persuading stare.
"Hn," Hiei replied, but it was as good as a 'yes.'
"Here we go!" Ollivander said, returning with a dusty box in hand. He blew a cloud of dust off the top. "I thought this was shipped to us by mistake, but now I'm not so sure. You see, the wand chooses the witch. And I think this one was sent her because it chose you." He lifted the lid and retrieved the long wand inside.
"Ebony, eleven inches," he paused and then winked as he said "with a core of werewolf hair." Hesitantly, Luna took the wand. She waved it and immediately bright sparks flew from the end. Ollivander smiled triumphantly and stepped behind the desk as Aunt Molly retrieved a handful of coins to pay him with.
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Luna sat in the window seat of the 747 jet airplane. She had her headphones turned up so as to block out the noise around her. And there was an exceptional amount of noise. Her whole family was accompanying her on her trip to England. That meant Aunt Molly, Uncle Xander, and her three cousins: Jason and Nick, the ten-year-old twins, and Amy, who was thirteen and already attending an American school for magic.
Uncle Xander, a thin, tall man with blue eyes and blond hair, worked at the AMA, or American Magical Association. He was the head of International Affairs. Because of this, they had gotten a discount on the plane tickets. Amy, who was sitting next to Luna and who was also tall, thin, and had blue eyes and blond hair, was completely ignoring her cousin for getting into what was hailed as the best school in the world. Because she was American, Amy had not been accepted into the school when she tried to get in. But Luna on the other hand had certain special circumstances in her favor.
Jason and Nick, who also carried the family traits of height, slim build, blue eyes, and blond hair, couldn't care less about the fact that Luna had gotten into Hogwarts. They were only concerned with what trouble they would cause while in England. They were already planning to visit the Queen's palace and torture the guards outside. They had always read that the guards were not aloud to move, and they had snuck plenty of Dung Bombs and other magical jokes into their suitcases to test that story with. At the moment, Aunt Molly, a plump woman with dark eyes and black hair, was trying to keep the twins from playing tag in the aisles.
Luna rolled her eyes at all of this as the next song on her CD started. Linkin Park's "Faint" boomed in her ears as she turned to stare out the window at the approaching airport. Fifteen grueling hours on the airplane and now they were finally landing. Thank the Lord.
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Kurama had never been to London. He'd never been outside Japan at all. He stared out the taxi window, taking in every detail of the city. Next to him, Hiei grunted in boredom. Koenma had convinced him to take Hiei with him on his trip to Diagon Alley and somehow or other Kurama had persuaded his mother that Hiei was a school mate who currently resided in an orphanage and had no other way to get his school supplies other than to come with them. The plane trip had been...interesting. Hiei definitely distrusted planes. Kurama had been forced to spend the first twenty minutes explaining to the skeptical fire demon how the plane could stay in the air. Kurama was NOT looking forward to the return trip.
"Here. This is good," his mother said from the front seat as the driver stopped the car. His mother paid the fair and the three of them exited the vehicle. Kurama looked up to see a small, dirty-looking pub directly ahead. A sign above the door read the "Leaky Cauldron." He almost didn't see it. It simply didn't stand out at all. No one else seemed to notice it. They saw the book shop to the right and the record shop to the left, but not the pub in-between.
"That's it?" Kurama asked in disbelief.
"That's it," Shiori replied with a smile, leading them forward. Inside were many witches and wizards drinking or talking, just as one would expect in a British pub. Shiori led them past all this, through a door, and outside into a small courtyard behind the Leaky Cauldron, surrounded on tree sides by walls and the fourth by the pub itself. It was completely empty save for a trash can up against the wall in front of them.
"Oh, darn it!" Shiori suddenly burst out in despair.
"What?" Kurama asked.
"I forgot. You need a wand to get into Diagon Alley," she said, staring helplessly at the wall before them.
"Don't worry. We'll just wait for someone to come along. There must be others here to buy supplies today," Kurama said in a hopeful tone.
"Hn," Hiei grunted, leaning against the right wall and folding his arms.
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"Here it is! The Leaky Cauldron," Aunt Molly announced as she lead her husband and their band of following children into the pub. They walked past everyone, ignoring them all, save for the man who had fallen asleep who Jason and Nick paused to poke. Aunt Molly lead them all into the back courtyard, where three people stood.
Luna looked at them all carefully. The first was short, shorter even then her, dressed all in black. He had spiky black hair, that must have taken an exceptional amount of hair gel to keep up, with a white star burst in the middle. Another boy stood there as well. He had red hair that flowed almost to his shoulders and bright emerald eyes. The first boy made Luna slightly nervous, but this boy had the opposite affect. Luna had the immediate impression that this red-haired youth was as polite and nice as they come. A third person, an older woman with dark eyes and black hair about Aunt Molly's age, was standing by the trash can by the opposite wall.
-()-()-()
Kurama looked up as six new people entered the courtyard. They was a middle aged man and woman accompanied by two girls and two, younger boys. The man, young boys, who looked like twins, and older girl were all tall, slim, and had blue eyes and blond hair. The woman was plump with dark eyes and black hair. The last girl, who looked to be his age, was the strangest of the group and stood out horribly. Her skin was deathly pale and her shoulder length hair was pure white. Her eyes were a bright violet and her height was scarcely more then Hiei's.
"Excuse me," Kurama said, stepping forward. "I wonder if you could help us. You see, my mother isn't a witch and my friend and myself don't have wands yet. We have no way into the alley."
"Oh, of course, dear. We'd be glade to help," the woman said with a kind smile. She retrieved a wand from one of the many pockets in her coat and stepped up to the wall.
"Now let's see here," she muttered to herself. "It's been so long...How do you do this again?"
"Three up, two across, dear," the man that must have been her husband said.
"Oh, that's right. Yes, of course. Three up..." she started at the trash can and tapped her wand along the three bricks directly above it, "and two across," she finished by tapping two bricks to the left. She then tapped the last brick three times. The brick quivered, and then it began to shift. All the bricks in the wall shifted to form an arc, the very top carrying letters that read "Diagon Alley." The group stared in stunned silence. None of them, not even Luna's magical family, had expected that. Aunt Molly broke the silence.
"Well, then. We'd better get started. That's a long list to fill, Luna" she said. Then she turned to Shiori, Kurama, and Hiei. "You're not from around here are you?" Shiori shook her head. "Thought so. It's been a while, but I think I still remember my way around here. You're more then welcome to come along with us if you want."
"Thank you," Shiori said with a small, respectful bow.
"Um...you're welcome," Aunt Molly said hesitantly, slightly embarrassed by the bow. "Do you have any wizard money with you?"
"No," Shiori informed them.
"Well then, we'd best go to Gringotts first," Aunt Molly said and she began to lead the way down the street.
"Do you know English?" Kurama whispered to Hiei as they followed at the back of the group. Hiei grunted.
"Of course. Pitifully easy language," he said. Kurama half smiled.
"Oh, and call me Shuichi today, alright?" he said, remembering that he had forgotten to instruct Hiei on doing so earlier.
Hiei quirked an eyebrow at the request but muttered an obedient "Whatever."
Luna slowed her steps so that she was soon at the back of the group with Kurama and Hiei.
"Hogwarts?" she asked simply.
Kurama nodded, then asked "Are you a first year as well?" Luna beamed and nodded.
"My name's Luna," she introduced herself.
"I'm Shuichi and my friend here is called Hiei," Kurama said.
"I knew it," Luna exclaimed.
"Knew what?" Kurama asked.
"You're from some country in Asia, right? I mean, I had some suspicions with those funky accents of yours, but the names prove it!" she said triumphantly.
Kurama smiled at her. "Yes. We're from Japan."
"Awesome," Luna said in pure admiration.
"You don't have a British accent yourself," Kurama observed.
"Very good," Luna said, smiling still wider. "I'm American. From New York actually."
"Who's the rest of your group?" Kurama asked.
"My Aunt Molly, Uncle Xander, and my cousins. Amy, the snob, and Jason and Nick, the twins. We made sort of a 'family vacation' out of this," Luna explained. "And the woman you were with?"
"My mother," Kurama explained. Luna nodded and the three looked up to see that they had arrived at the wizard bank Gringotts. It was a large white building that was a giant compared to the other shops. A goblin in uniform stood by the doors.
"Wow, a goblin," Luna said in awe.
"Goblin?" Kurama asked. They were scarce, even in the demon world. He had never actually seen one.
"Yeah, they run Gringotts. I've read about them, but I've never seen one," Luna explained. The goblin was maybe three feet tall with a wise face and long beard. His fingers and feet were exceptionally long. He bowed as they passed through the bronze doors. Inside was another set of doors. These were silver with words engraved on them.
"Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed,
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there."
"They're not kidding about the 'finding more than treasure' part," Luna whispered. "The Gringotts volts are below ground in tunnels that are miles long. If you don't get lost, then they have dragons around every other corner."
Kurama turned to her in surprise, but she was already walking through the doors. Once inside they were greeted with the sight of hundreds of goblins scurrying around. Some sat behind desks while others lead customers through a door to the vaults and still others ran to and fro on some errand or another. Aunt Molly lead them to a desk where she handed over the bills Shiori handed her to be exchanged for wizard money. After the exchange was made, Shiori passed the money to her son. Kurama and Hiei stared at the strange money Kurama now held in his hand. Luna felt inclined to explain.
"The little bronze ones are Knuts," Luna said, "the slightly bigger sliver ones are Sickles, and the big gold ones are Galleons. Seventeen Sickles equals a Galleon and twenty-nine Knuts equals one Sickle." Kurama nodded and put the money in his pocket.
-()-()-()
"Now, lets get wands first, shall we?" Aunt Molly announced once they were back on the street. "We don't all need to go. Xander, would you take Amy and the boys for some ice cream or something?" Uncle Xander nodded and led the three children in question away while Aunt Molly led the remaining group down the crowded street.
She stopped in front of the last shop on the street. It was a shabby shack. A sign with peeling gold letters over the door read "Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C." They heard a tinkle of a bell as they entered the dusty shop. Shelves made up most of it, all lined with boxes; boxes containing wands.
"Good day," a voice said from the shadows surrounding nearest shelf, making them all jump.
"Mr. Ollivander?" Aunt Molly called cautiously.
"Yes, hello," said the old man that stepped into the light before them, his pale eyes shining. "Ah, first years," he said, walking towards Hiei, Kurama, and Luna.
"You first," Mr. Ollivander declared, motioning for Hiei to step forward. Hiei did so and a tape measure flew off the desk before them. It immediately began measuring Hiei. From the fingers on his right arm to his shoulder. From his hip to the floor. Around his head. From shoulder to shoulder. Nose to mouth. And many other absurd measurements. Hiei tried to bat it away, but it moved out of reach to measure on of his spikes of hair. Luna and Kurama couldn't help but laugh.
"No two Ollivander wands are the same," Mr. Ollivander said as he made his way to a nearby self, oblivious to Hiei's efforts to destroy the tape measure. The fire demon would have simply sliced it in half, if Koenma hadn't had the foresight to confiscate his katana.
"Perhaps this one for you," Mr. Ollivander said as he came back with a box in his hand. The tape measure immediately ceased it's measurements and zoomed back to its original place on the desk.
"Here," Ollivander continued, handing the wand to Hiei, "Beech, phoenix feather, ten inches. Go on, give it a wave."
Hiei felt exceptionally stupid standing there with a ten inch stick in his hand. Waving it would only make the feeling grow.
"Well, go on!" Mr. Ollivander said impatiently.
Hiei gave in and feebly waved the wand. Immediately, the tape measure burst into flame.
"No, definitely not," Mr. Ollivander said, snatching the wand back as everyone else stared at the burning tape measure.
"Try this. Oak, dragon heart strings, seven inches," Mr. Ollivander said, handing Hiei another wand. Hiei waved it, and a gentle breeze blew through the room, lifting his hair slightly.
"Ha, there we go," Mr. Ollivander said in triumph. Hiei stepped back and Mr. Ollivander turned to Kurama. "You next."
Kurama stepped forward and Ollivander circled him, looking him over. He then went to a shelf and came back with a box in his hand.
"Here. Maple, unicorn hair, eleven inches," he said, handing Kurama the wand. Kurama waved it, and a whole shelf exploded.
"No, no. That won't do," Ollivander said, taking back the wand and looking for another. After several minutes of rummaging in the selves he came back with a new box.
"Holly, dragon heart strings, eight inches," Ollivander declared, passing the wand to Kurama. Kurama waved this one as well. The chair behind the desk quivered and then did a back flip.
"Interesting," Ollivander remarked, eyeing the chair with amusement, "but no."
Kurama tried three more wands and managed to destroy another shelf, set fire to some parchments on the desk, and send several Knuts hurdling through the window.
"My, my. This has certainly been entertaining," Ollivander said, a smile playing on his old lips. "I think this should do it. Cottonwood, phoenix feather, nine inches."
Wearily, Kurama waved the wand. A warm glow emitted from the tip, lighting his face for a moment.
"There! I knew we would get it!" Ollivander exclaimed as Kurama stepped back and Luna stepped forward.
"Now you..." Ollivander said, circling Luna. Luna watched him, nervous about something.
"Now you are an interesting case. It's not easy to find wands for your kind," Ollivander said thoughtfully.
"What kind?" Kurama asked.
"Wait!" Luna cried, but it was too late.
"Werewolf," Ollivander said simply. There was stunned silence. Luna glared first and Ollivander and then at Kurama, wondering which one she hated more. Kurama for asking, or Ollivander for answering.
"I think I have just the thing," Ollivander said, turning to disappear into a back room. Luna stared at Kurama and Hiei, who stared back.
"You can't tell anyone! Understand?" she said after a moment.
"What's the big deal. So you're a werewolf. So what?" Hiei asked.
"So? SO?! Don't you get it?! Werewolves are monsters! Their feared and hated by the wizarding community! That's why I have to go to Hogwarts. No other school would take me! We tried every school in America. Every one! They all rejected me because of what I am. If anyone found out...I..." Luna trailed off, out of things to yell.
"We won't tell anyone. I promise," Kurama said quietly after a moment.
"What about him?" Luna asked, nodding at Hiei.
"He promises too. Right?" Kurama turned to give Hiei a persuading stare.
"Hn," Hiei replied, but it was as good as a 'yes.'
"Here we go!" Ollivander said, returning with a dusty box in hand. He blew a cloud of dust off the top. "I thought this was shipped to us by mistake, but now I'm not so sure. You see, the wand chooses the witch. And I think this one was sent her because it chose you." He lifted the lid and retrieved the long wand inside.
"Ebony, eleven inches," he paused and then winked as he said "with a core of werewolf hair." Hesitantly, Luna took the wand. She waved it and immediately bright sparks flew from the end. Ollivander smiled triumphantly and stepped behind the desk as Aunt Molly retrieved a handful of coins to pay him with.