A/N: How's the story so far? REVEIW please!
"Ah! Menerva. so nice to see you again. I remember it well. Yew containing a single dragon scale, nine inches, was it?" greeted an old man with puffy white hair and a weary expression worn on his face.
"Yes, Ollivander, that is correct." McGonagall said in a bored tone.
"One never forgets." Ollivander said, his eyes twinkling.
"Yes, yes...Miss Broden here wants a wand. We are in a bit of a hurry. I am here on Professor Dumbledore's behalf and we both really need to get a move on." McGonagall said in an irritated tone.
"I swear, one more straw and I'm using the shoe!" Laurie thought angrily as Ollivander pulled out some measuring tape.
The odd thing was that the measuring tape was working on its own, not with Ollivander holding it. It measured in a searies of odd places like the distance between Laurie's nostrils. When the measuring was complete, and Ollivander had copied everything down on a piece of parchment, Ollivander went to the back of the store where you could hear the rummaging of boxes.
"Ah, here we go. Try this." Ollivander said as he strolled back over to where Laurie stood.
He held out a narrow box to Laurie.
Laurie took it and opened where she saw a stick similar to McGonagall's except it was a different kind of wood.
"So...this is a wand?" Laurie said, trying to sound casual.
"Not just a wand, my dear, unicorn hair, mahogany, eight inches to be exact."
"What does it do?" asked Laurie, examining it.
She gave it a little wave a a silver wisp came out.
"Wicked!" Laurie said excitedly.
"Excellent! It suits you just fine. That will be seventeen galleons." said Ollivander, outstretching his hand.
"Oh my! Professor, I havn't got any galleons!" Laurie said, turning to McGonagall.
"Oh, no need to look so worried, Miss Broden, the Ministry has kindly givin some to you due to the circumstances." McGonagall took a tiny sack out of her pocket and withdrew a few gold coins.
Lauries mouth dropped.
"That is all I have? I am dead poor! What am I going to do?"
McGonagall heaved a a big sigh
"Do you honestly think this is what you are going to live off of?" She said sharply, indicating to the sack.
"The rest of your money is safely stored at Gringotts." McGonagall looked at Laurie's confused expression.
"Oh, must I explain everything? Gringotts is a wizarding bank. It is run by Goblins. And if you would kindly not ask me any more questions, I would appreciate it."
"I didn't ask you anything though." Laurie said grinning.
Apparantly, McGonagall chose to ignore Laurie's remark and instead replied "Follow me."
Laurie was just about to untie her shoe and throw it when she remembered something.
"Professor, my wand! I'll go get it."
Laurie dashed into Ollivanders once again and saw at the counter a plump women with orange hair.
"Oh, hello dear. Did your wand break too?" the women said.
"Oh, no. I just bought my wand and I forgot to take it with me. Why, did your wand break?" Laurie asked.
The women chuckled. "No, my son, Ron, broke his wand. He just started his third year at Hogwarts. I came to fetch him a new wand. I am Molly Weasley, by the way."
"Really? I am attending Hogwarts for the first time. Im really excited." Laurie said.
"Indeed? You look a lot older then you are, I'd say you were about fourteen years old!" Mrs. Weasley said.
"Actually, I'm thirteen. Oh, and my name is Laurie Broden." Laurie said.
"But I thought you said this was your first year at Hogwarts...."
"It is. The headmaster made an exception for me."
"Fascinating, I wonder why Dumbledore would do that..." Mrs. Weasley said thoughtfully.
Just then Ollivander appeared.
"Pardon me, I hate to intrude on you like this. Miss Broden, was it?" Laurie nodded.
"Ah, yes. I suppose you came here to fetch yor wand?"
Laurie nodded again.
Ollivander reached under the desk and pulled out Laurie's wand.
"Thank you. I must be going, Professor McGonagall is waiting for me. It was nice to meet you, Mrs. Weasley."
Mrs. Weasley smiled. "It was nice meeting you too, dear."
"Well, since you obviously took your time, we a running a bit late. We have to buy your school robes now."Laurie didn't need to be told that she had to follow McGonagall.
She followed McGonagall into a store full of the odd clothes that the people at Hogwarts wore. Laurie looked around, observing everything.
There were ordinary black robes, and then there were robes of pinks and blue and silvers. Laurie glanced at McGonagall and saw that she was looking at the black robes.
"Professor, I would prefer one of these green ones then a black one." Laurie said, gazing admirely at Emerald green robes made of silk.
"No, no, those are dress robes. Hogwarts has a uniform, and this is it." Said McGonagall motioning toward plain black robes.
"But when will I get an excuse to wear these," Laurie said, gesturing towards the green robes again.
"The time will come, but it most certainly isn't now."
When they finished shopping, Laurie wasn't in the happiest mood.
A/N: McGonagall is so strict!