Sailor Witches 13

Diagon Alley—Part 1

I do not own Sailor Moon or Harry Potter.

Thanks to all my reviewers for their support! I've got a question; does anyone know which hand the girls write with? Silly question, I know, but they will be getting their wands today and I don't want to make someone a lefty when they're a righty.

Mae-E—Thank you for your review and questions! Goodness, you ask a lot. Sure you don't work for the Daily Prophet? J/K

Q: so will the scouts uncover the plot earlier then intended? A: Not exactly—but they know something funny is going on.Q: will Lydia ever get paid? Or make him pay up? :)Yeah, but it will take a long time.Q: will the news of the sailor scouts buzz around the magic world like wild fire? A: You mean when they fought the Death Eaters? Oh yeah--Rita will see to that! Q: will the be accepted as allies or feared because of their type and strength of powers? A: The majority will accept/worship them/wanna be friends and stuff like that but there will be the few that think they're 'in the way' (cough) Voldemort! Death Eaters! (cough…cough) Q: will someone figure out who the scouts are and try to attack them directly? A: I thought about that, but no. MJ—You asked if the girls would have to take some type of test. I didn't think about that earlier so you just gave me an idea! Thanks! I'll have them write an essay on all the subjects they're going to take and give it to Dumbledore. Something simple.

Madame Indigo and the scouts were not able to find any more clues, so they just went home in the morning to get some rest.

Raye was having another dream. This one wasn't frightening, but strange. She had been having this same odd dream for a while and she was unsure why. It was rather interesting but she couldn't understand it. She was wandering around in a forest and the sun was beginning to set.

"So beautiful out here," she whispered.

As she took in a deep breath, smelling the aroma of pine trees and wildflowers, she heard a noise. It sounded like a bird singing only it was nothing like any bird she had heard before. "Huh?"

She turned around, looking for the singing bird. Then in a flash of scarlet and gold, a swan-sized bird flew around her and perched on a tree branch. Raye smiled and walked to it. "Hello," she said. "Why, you are gorgeous!"

The bird continued singing, looking at Raye with yellow eyes. Raye reached out to touch it. It made a pleasant sound as she stroked its golden feathers. She felt warm and a bold, exciting wave of courage swept through her body.

After a few moments, the bird stopped singing and Raye heard something else. It sounded like a heartbeat and thinking it was hers, she put her hand to it. But her heart was beating normally. The heartbeat she heard sounded deep, loud and slow. It sounded nothing like a human's heart or anything she's ever heard.

"What is that?" she wondered, turning around and she gasped. The forest changed. It looked dark and creepy. Trees were burning. "What—what happened to the forest?"

As she looked behind to the phoenix, it held his head down sorrowfully. Behind the phoenix, the forest looked just the same: beautiful and healthy.

The heartbeat was becoming louder and it paced a bit faster. A loud roar accompanied the heartbeat. Thinking it was her own heartbeat, she but her hand to it. Squinting, she saw something black in the purple sky. But before she could make out what it was, the dream faded.

--

"Wake up, Raye," said a voice and Raye felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Uh, wha?" Raye mumbled, opening her eyes. "Lydia?"

"Madame Indigo's making breakfast," said Lydia. "We got our Hogwarts letters."

Still thinking about the dream, Raye didn't respond. She put her hand to her head. "What was that thing?"

"What thing?" Lydia asked.

Raye sat up and groaned. "I just had a weird dream."

"What was it?"

"I've been having this same dream since we came here," Raye explained. "It always starts out with me walking around in a forest. The first time I dreamt it, I just saw the forest but after the week, there was more, a bird singing, then I see the bird. I hear a heart beating but it's nothing like a human's heart beat. It sounded too deep—it must've been an elephant or something huge."

"That is kind of weird," Lydia nodded.

"I wonder what it means," Raye mumbled.

"Well, you should take Divination then," Lydia suggested as she helped her to her feet. "We got our Hogwarts letters today and we can have two extra classes."

"Really?" she asked in surprise. "They teach Divination there?"

"Yeah, Serena, Mina and I are going to be taking it."

Raye followed Lydia into the kitchen and slowly ate her breakfast. When Madame Indigo asked them which new subjects they wanted to study, Raye quickly decided on Divination and because Ancient Runes is also used as a means of divining, she chose that as well. She hoped that both professors were experts at the subject. She had to find the meaning of the vision. She had no idea what it could mean and she's been having it for so long. Why is it that she could see a portion of it at a time? Why it started out so fuzzy and became clearer reach night? She was too involved in her thoughts to hear what Madame Indigo was telling them.

"Dumbledore wants you to write a five-parchment essay on all the subjects you will be taking," Madame Indigo advised.

"We have homework before we even go?" Serena demanded, dropping her fork.

"Don't worry," Madame Indigo said. "Just what you expect to get out of the lessons, some notes from all the subjects—it should be quite simple really. As you have no real magic experience, Dumbledore wants to help you become focused."

"That makes sense," said Lita, "and not to hard. We'll have to do a lot of book reading though."

"We can stay at the Leaky Cauldron until you go to Hogwarts," Madame Indigo continued. "It'll be easier than having to come back here and leaving again to go to the train. You'll have longer to walk around Diagon Alley."

"We'd better start packing then," said Mina, getting to her feet.

"Don't forget money," Madame Indigo said. "You can exchange at Gringotts."

"What?" Serena inquired.

"Gringotts—wizard bank," she said.

The girls got up and packed their belongings back in their suitcases. Raye's grandfather had given her some wizard money to buy some things at the World Cup but she had forgotten all about it. After packing, she brought the bag of money to Madame Indigo.

"Er, my grandfather gave me this," she said, "but I don't know how much it is. I don't even know what the different coins are."

"Hmm," said Madame Indigo, picking up the coins and showing them to Raye, "fifty galleons, twenty sickles and eighteen Knuts. I'm sure that ought to cover most of your things."

"So how are we getting there?" Serena inquired, pulling her suitcase.

"Floo powder," Madame Indigo replied.

"No!" she exclaimed and the other girls looked extremely put out.

"It's not so bad, Serena," Madame Indigo said softly.

"I'll go first," Lydia declared, walking to the fireplace with suitcase in hand.

"Good luck, Lydia," Serena said, "and keep your arms to your sides."

The other girls gave Lydia some advice, with Lita telling her to watch her head when she landed.

"I'll be fine," Lydia said, taking a handful of floo powder. "Ready, Lucky?"

Her ginger and white cat jumped on her shoulder, looking excited. "Let's go!"

Lydia cleared her throat and held her hand over her head. "Diagon Alley!" she shouted as she dropped the floo powder. In a flash of green flames, she disappeared and flew down the fiery tunnel.

Lydia did not take anything her friends told her to heart. She was shouting excitedly and holding her hands out as if she were flying. "This is so much fun! Woo-hoo! This is what I call going out in a blaze of glory! Hahahaha! Wheee!"

"How come we never did this before?" Lucky wondered out loud. "Whee!"

After the thrill ride, Lydia slid out onto her stomach, with Lucky on her back. She lay there for a moment, laughing.

"Oh, what a rush," she said, "wouldn't you say, Lucky?"

"Definitely," he nodded, jumping off her back and she pushed herself up.

She brushed herself off and shook her head, her braids swishing around. She put her hands on her hips and looked around her surroundings. She didn't look too happy with them.

"Curses, the book store!" She muttered. "I wanted to land in the jokes shop!"

Madame Indigo had told her and the other girls about Diagon Alley and all the shops. Out of all them, Lydia wanted to go to Gambol and Japes Jokes shop.

"Now, Lydia," Lucky stated, "You'll get there soon enough."

"May I help you, miss?" the owner asked.

"Doing some shopping for Hogwarts," she replied. "I'm just waiting for my friends to come."

Within fifteen minutes Madame Indigo and the remaining girls came out of the fireplace. Lita hit her head on the mantelpiece as she came shooting out.

"Ouch!" she fumed. "Stupid fire places…"

The cats hurtled through the air and Mina and Serena quickly caught them. "Want to do it again, Luna?" Artemis inquired.

"Oh, Artemis," Luna sighed.

"Look at all these books," Ami said in awe.

"To the bank," said Madame Indigo, leading them out of the bookstore. "I'll need to make a withdrawal. It looks like some of you don't have enough."

"Oh, Madame Indigo, you don't have to do that," said Lita.

"It's no trouble," Madame Indigo said.

"Really, you've done enough for us already," Serena insisted. "We can pay for it ourselves."

Madame Indigo laughed, "Serena, you have only ten pounds left—that's hardly enough for anything."

Ami saw a second hand robe shop and pointed at it, "you can get our robes second hand. We don't mind."

"Yeah," Lydia said.

"It's your first year at Hogwarts and two other wizarding schools will be at Hogwarts," Madame Indigo laughed. "You want to make a good impression. Maybe next year you can get second hand robes."

The girls continued to try and talk Madame Indigo out of it. With everything she has done for them, giving them a place to stay and everything, made them feel like they were mooching off her generosity.

"Madame Indigo," Lydia began, "my dad was a famous Quidditch Player—surely there's some money left behind?"

"Oh there is," Madame Indigo nodded with a sad smile. "We had to fight to keep possession of it, though."

"What'd you mean?" Lydia asked.

"The ministry almost took everything when your parents went to Azkaban." She answered. "Lucius Malfoy was trying to take it."

"He has my parents' fortune?" Lydia demanded. "I'll kill 'im!"

"No," Madame Indigo said softly. "He doesn't have a thing. Your parents were smart. They knew what Lucius was up to, so they put all their valuables in their vault or with family and they freed Tippy."

"Who?" Lydia inquired.

"Tippy, dear. Your house elf."

"Oh right," Lydia rubbed her head. "Forgot."

"They gave the key to me before their trial," Madame Indigo said as they walked up the steps to Gringotts. "So you can take a withdrawal from your vault."

"How much do you think I need?" Lydia asked and Lita opened the door for them.

"Oh, I don't know," Madame Indigo mumbled, looking at the list and calculating the items in her head. "Thirty to fifty Galleons."

"Huh?" Lydia gasped.

"Well, you'll be needing dress robes for this year," Madame Indigo said with a smile. "They're the most expensive things on the list—next to all of your books. How fun for you, your very first year in Hogwarts will have a ball! Oh, to be young…"

She cleared her throat and led the girls to the goblin sitting behind a desk. "Good day," she said. "We're here to make some withdrawals and exchanges."

The goblin looked down at the girls and they weren't sure whether to smile or keep a straight face. "Very well," he said. "Who will be doing the exchanges and withdrawals?"

"Miss MacGreggor and I will do the exchanges," Madame Indigo said, "and these five to do exchanges."

"You have your keys?" he inquired and Madame Indigo held up two silver keys.

"Jakar! Griphook!" The goblin called and two small goblins came to his side, "Jakar, assist these girls in their exchanges—Griphook, these two will be doing withdrawals."

Nodding, Griphook led Madame Indigo to the vaults as Jakar ushered the other five to a desk.

--

The ride on the Gringotts cart was quite enjoyable for Lydia and she thought of it as a roller coaster ride. "Can ye make it go faster?" she asked excitedly.

"One speed only," Griphook replied sternly.

Lydia sighed and sat back. They continued on and stopped at a vault.

"Vault 560." Said Griphook as they jumped out. Lydia gave him the lamp and he walked to the vault, turned and asked for the key from Madame Indigo. He unlocked the door and Lydia stepped away. She wondered how much money would be in. She lived as a peasant for most of her teenage life and knew Madame Indigo didn't have much. Madame Indigo took a large bag from inside her robes and stepped in. Lydia peeked over her shoulder and gasped.

She expected it to be nearly bare, but there were mounds of gold, silver and bronze, along with awards. Scooping a well amount of wizard money in the bag, she stepped back out. "Thank you, Griphook."

"Madame Indigo—I thought—I thought that you were broke!" Lydia shouted in a whisper.

Madame Indigo grinned. "Wait until you see your vault!"

They stopped at vault number 972 and Madame Indigo was not kidding about Lydia's vault. When the vault door opened she nearly fainted. "Is this really the right vault?" she inquired, stepping inside and accidentally tripling over the floor in the doorway. She fell into a pile of silver coins and got up.

"Yes," said Madame Indigo.

"My stars," Lydia moaned. Besides wizard money, there were all sorts of Quidditch trophies and awards and medals, along with signed autographs and broomsticks, even furniture. There were magical items Lydia had never seen before and magical medicines and a St. Mungo's Hospital Great Healer award for her mother. She took a few more moments admiring all of her parent's belongings and then started to put money in her bag. When she was finished Griphook took them back to the main level where the girls were finished with their exchanges.

"I only got two of these gold coins," Serena frowned, looking at the Galleons in her hand.

"I'll spot you, Serena," Lydia said quickly.

"Girls, I will go get your books," said Madame Indigo as they left the bank. "While I'm getting those you can get your wands. Their seven Galleons. Do any of you need money?"

"I got just over ten Galleons," said Mina sadly. "I guess I spent too much when I got back here."

"Madame Indigo," said Lita, "I can get my books. I'm really good at saving."

"Me too," added Ami, "you really don't have to do this for us."

"It's all right," Madame Indigo said, waving her hand. "I haven't any children to spoil meself and since your parents aren't here, I'll have to do it for them. When you get to Hogwarts you can spend all your money on Hogsmead weekends."

"Thank you so much," said Lita.

"Ye the best," Lydia sighed, "ye know that?"

Madame Indigo blushed slightly. "Not a problem, really."

They stood smiling at Madame Indigo for a while and Madame Indigo cleared her throat.

"Now, which extra classes are you taking again?" Madame Indigo inquired the six girls, taking out an items list. It had the basic needs for all fourth years except for the extra subjects' books, as the girls were to decide them their own.

"We're taking Care of Magical Creatures and Divination," said Mina, gesturing to Lydia and Serena.

"That's right," Madame Indigo nodded, writing the two subjects down. "Lita?"

"Care of Magical Creatures and Arithmancy," she replied.

"Runes and Divination," said Raye.

"Yes, I thought those two would suit you nicely," beamed Madame indigo. "and you, Ami dear?"

"Arithmancy and Ancient Runes," said Ami.

"Difficult subjects," Madame Indigo said, "but I'm sure you will excel in them. After I get your books I will take them to the Leaky Cauldron. Meet me there when you are done getting your wands and we'll have a bit of lunch before doing more shopping."

"Thanks again," said Ami.

"Oh," Madame Indigo said quickly as she was about to head for Flourish and Blots and she pointed down an alley across from them. "You're free to walk around Diagon Alley as much as you please, but do not go down there!"

"What is it?" Serena asked, looking down the alley.

"Knockturn Alley," she replied. "Wouldn't want to go down there."

"Why, is everything too expensive down there?" Lita inquired.

"In a way," Madame Indigo answered, frowning. "You end up paying than just sickles for things down there. That's where all the dark wizards and witches do their shopping. Stick to Diagon Alley. That's where you will find your bargains. Especially you, Lydia."

"Me?" Lydia cried, pushing her thumb into her chest. "How come?"

"Because I know how you like to look for danger, Lydia," she said sternly. "I mean it, don't you dare walk into Knocturn Alley!"

"All right," Lydia said, looking disappointed. "I won't."

"Good," said Madame Indigo. "Well then, Ollivander's is just that way," she said pointing behind them, "on your right. Have fun!"

She turned and walked down the other end of Diagon Alley and the girls went the other way, though Lydia stared at Knockturn Alley for a while.

"I wonder what kinda stuff they sell in Knocturn Alley," Lydia said, heaving a great sigh. "Oh, I never get to have any fun!"

"If dark wizards do their shopping there, Lydia," said Mina, "I don't think it's worth going to."

"Maybe I can get some dirt on that Malfoy guy," Lydia said with relish.

"Just forget it," said Serena, "that place looked creepy."

"I got some major vibes from that place," Raye mumbled. "They were really weird. I kind want to investigate Knocturn Alley myself."

"See?" Lydia demanded. "Raye agrees with me."

"Perhaps we'll find out why we are here," Raye continued as the girls looked at them as if they had lost their minds. "I have a feeling it's not just to see some sports event and go to a wizarding school. Maybe it's more than that."

"What do you mean?" Ami inquired as they came to Ollivanders.

"I wonder if there is a purpose of us being here," Raye insisted. "Like some kind of mission."

"Maybe you're right," Lita said and opened the door to Ollivanders and walked in. "But I don't know if we'll figure it out by wondering around in Knocturn Alley."

The girls looked around the shop and Lydia approached the counter. There was no one there. "Hello?" she peeked around the corner. There was a large selection of boxes stacked on shelves that reached the ceiling.

"Coming," said a man's soft voice and a white-haired man emerged from the end of the corridor. He came closer and smiled. "Ah, hello. You must be Miss MacGreggor."

"How did you know?" Lydia inquired.

"I remember the time when your parents came in getting their wands," he replied.

"All right, then," he said, taking out a measurement tape. "Which hand is more dominate?"

"Well, I'm good with both," she replied softly. "Ambidextrous, I guess."
"Curious," he whispered. "How curious."

He measured both of her short arms. "Somewhere between 9 and 11 inches, I think."

"If it makes it any easier for you, Mr. Ollivander," said Lydia, "could you bring out your rowan wands?"

"Miss MacGreggor, it is the wand that chooses the wizard or witch," he told her firmly, looking as if she had offended him. "Not the other way around."

"Yes, but perhaps the wand that wants me is made out of Rowan," she said softly.

"Very well," he said, walking to the back and scanning the shelves, "let's see now. Alder, birch, holly, mahogany…ah…rowan."

He took out a few boxes and put them on the shelf. He opened a box and started telling her about it. "Unicorn hair, 11 inches."

He placed it her hand and she twirled it in her fingers. "Well, I like how the wood feels." She transferred it from her left to right hand.

"Give it a wave." He prompted.

"A wave?" she inquired, "all right then." She raised the wand and waved it to the side, putting a hole in the wall. "Ooh, sorry!"

"Not that wand, definitely," he said, taking the wand away. "Perhaps too long. Try this one. Ten inches, phoenix feather."

She only had the wand in her hand for two seconds before he took it away.

"Third one's a charm," she said as he opened the third box.

"Nine and a half inches. Dragon Heart String."

"What breed of dragon?" she inquired as she took the wand. "I love dragons!"

"Antipodean Opaleye," he replied, taken aback. His customers usually don't ask him.

"Wow," she breathed, tossing the wand in the air and catching it. "How'd you get it? Antipodean Opaleyes are from New Zealand and Australia. Did some muggle find some eggs and thought they were fossils and brought them over here?"

"Lucky guess," said Mr. Ollivander.

Then multi-colored sparks shot out of her wand.

"Ah," said Mr. Ollivander, "I think this one is it." He took it from her, wrapped it in brown paper and she paid seven Galleons for it. "Next?" he asked as Lydia went to the back, looking at her new wand.

The others looked at each other curiously. "You go, Raye." Serena said, nudging her to the front as they formed a line.

"Thanks," Raye mumbled as she approached the desk. She held her right arm out for him to measure. Then he stepped to the back and came back with different boxes.

"Mahogany, ten inches, phoenix feather."

She reached out to touch it and she heard a familiar song but it ended just as soon as it came when Mr. Ollivander took it back. He handed her another one about the same size and but he took that back as well with another one for her to try after another. The ones containing a phoenix feather, she heard a bird singing. Ones with a dragon heartstring, a heart beat but when she was handed one with a unicorn hair, she heard and felt nothing. Then he handed her the fifth wand to try.

"Pine, eleven inches, phoenix feather."

Raye took the wand and looked at it. She felt incredibly warm. The bird's song filled her ears and she turned to her friends. "Guys, do you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Lita inquired.

"Singing," she mumbled.

"No," Lita and the others shook their heads. But Raye was certain she heard it. It reminded her of her dream. Could the dream have something to do with getting her wand? She waved the wand and a few sparks came out from the tip.

"Wonderful!" exclaimed Ollivander.

But then, the sparks went back into the wand as if it went dead in her hand. "What happened?" she demanded angrily. She really wanted that wand! She wanted it the moment it was placed in her hand.

"Oh my," frowned Ollivander as he took the wand back. "It seemed for a moment the wand was destined for you. No matter, this happens sometimes." He studied it for a while and looked back at her. "Maybe phoenix feather doesn't suit you."

"What do you mean it doesn't suit me?" she hissed.

She felt so warm when she held it in her hand. She could hear the bird singing. Why didn't the wand want her? She wanted it. What wand then, could be destined for her if not one containing a phoenix feather?

"Try this one," he said taking out a wand, "same size and wood only this one has a dragon heart string."

Raye paused; glancing from the wand to Mr. Ollivander.

She could hear the deep heartbeat. Slowly, she reached for the wand. The heart beat grew louder and the heartbeat seemed to fill the whole room as she touched it. It got incredibly warm all of a sudden. She looked to her friends.

"Is it hot in here or is it just me?" she asked.

"It's not hot, Raye," said Serena. "Are you okay?"

"I just feel so," she mumbled, "hot."

It couldn't just be in her head. She really did feel hot. It was near the end of summer and it was warm outside, but it was cool when they had entered Ollivander's wand shop. She was sure of it. It was as if one of her fire attacks backfired and ignited her. But it wasn't a painful heat. She couldn't really explain it but it was differently different from the warmth she felt when she held a phoenix feather wand. It was almost as if the wand ignited a fire inside of her. It was like a raging inferno blazing inside of her soul, as if it was trying to get out and burn everything else. She felt that if the fire would get out it would burn everything around her.

The heartbeat accelerated and the fire got hotter as Raye raised the wand in the air and waved it in a circle as if doing her Celestial Fire Surround. She heard a great roar when black and purple sparks shot out of her wand and igniting a few papers on the counter.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" she exclaimed.

"Quite all right," said Mr. Ollivander, smothering the fames.

"I don't think this wand's for me," she mumbled, placing it onto the canner.

He examined it. "It is, in fact."

"Huh?"

"Brilliant…curious…very curious." He said

"What do you mean?" she inquired.

"How close you were to the phoenix feather wand," he answered, wrapping it in brown paper. "I was quite certain myself it was destined for you. But it does happen time to time. Though, I'm not exactly sure why. Perhaps this wand wanted you more."

"I don't understand, Mr. Ollivander," she frowned as she took out seven galleons and put them on the counter.

"No one really does," he said as she went to the back with the wand she didn't want.

Why this wand, why? She thought the wand with the phoenix feather was as good as hers. It seemed like the perfect wand for her. It was just her size and even the wood made a difference than the other woods. As Sailor Mars, she could produce a firebird attack! Wasn't that reason enough for her to have a wand with a phoenix feather in it?

Why in the world did the dragon heartstring wand have to choose her? Why didn't it choose someone else? And why was it that the wand chooses the wizard or witch? Since when do wands think for themselves? They're only sticks!

She pondered and fumed about the whole thing and didn't even watch Mr. Ollivander help the other girls. About ten minutes later, Lita came to join her in the back and Ami walked to the counter.

"Mine's got a dragon heart string too!" she said excitedly to Lydia and Raye. Lydia grinned as Raye frowned.

"Great," Raye muttered, "are all six of us going to have dragon heart strings in our wands?"

Since they were both taking Care of Magical Creatures and read a little bit on them, Lita and Lydia were talking about the dragon breed for Lita's wand.
"He said it's from a Swedish Short-Snout," Lita said.

"Oh, those are so beautiful!" Lydia exclaimed.

"I know," Lita grinned, "I hope to see one!"

"Perhaps not," said Mr. Ollivander, searching his boxes. "That may have been a tad too long."

Mr. Ollivander waited patiently as he opened a box and examined it carefully before handing it to Ami.

"Hazel, unicorn hair, twelve inches."

As Ami took hold of the wand, she felt immensely calm and the room seemed to light up. She waved the wand and emitted a steady stream of silver and blue sparks.

"Excellent," said Mr. Ollivander.

Raye heaved a sigh of relief; finally, one of them got a wand without a dragon heartstring in it.

"You go," Mina said to Serena.

"You sure?" Serena asked, edgily. She was not sure how long it would take to get her wand. Maybe hours? She may have to clean out poor Mr. Ollivander's collection. "Because I can wait…"

"Go," said Mina.

Sighing she approached the front. Mr. Ollivander measured her arm and began handing her wands. She wasn't showing any signs with them so far. Serena was getting nervous, impatient and hungry. She just wanted to get this over with so she could go and eat.

"You came quite close with that birch wand," Mr. Ollivander said, taking it back. "I think willow is a better wood for you."

"If you say so," Serena said with a shrug.

Mr. Ollivander opened perhaps the fiftieth box. "Unicorn hair, willow, ten inches."

As Serena took the wand, she could hear the sound of hoofed feet along with a soft neighing. In her minds eye, she saw the moon kingdom. Then she started twirling and swirling the wand around in the same manner as she was performing her Spiral Heart Attack. Mr. Ollivander watched curiously as she started spinning in a tight circle and the girls shook their heads. Then Serena held her wand up and a spiral of pink and silver heart shaped sparks emitted out of the wand.

"Wow!" Serena exclaimed. "I did it…I think…Did I pass, Mr. Ollivander?"

"Yes," he replied, "I say so. Thank you for that, er, display."

"Thanks."

"Here, Serena," Lydia said, handing her seven Galleons for her wand and Serena gave them to Mr. Ollivander.

"How curious," Mr. Ollivander said, taking the money and wrapping her wand in paper.

The girls started to grow tired of Mr. Ollivander saying that phrase.

"Curious?"

"Never before had someone showed such great strength for birch and hazel wands."

"Why would that matter?" Serena inquired. "Wood is wood, isn't it?"

"Not so, not so," he told her. "Many great properties in wood, myths and legends."

"Remember about Rowan wood, Serena?" Lydia reminded.

"Birch wood is normally used in cleansing rituals and healing. How it is similar to willow, however is used in lunar workings."

Serena's eyes widened. "Lunar workings? Really?"

"But willow is much more connected with the moon than the birch."

"What do you mean?"

"Moon magic," he said simply. "It even goes back to the legend of three moon goddesses."

"That's fascinating, Mr. Ollivander," Serena said nervously, "I'll look into that. I'm just…going to stand in the back now."

Mina walked to the front and smiled. "Mr. Ollivander, I know the wand chooses the witch and everything," she cupped her hand around her mouth and lowered her voice to a whisper, "but do you think you can find one that helps love relationships? Because they keep falling apart!"

He looked perturbed by this, but nevertheless, he brought out all the woods that were said to help with successful love relationships: dogwood, maple, redwood, peach and rosewood. But finding the one wand for her was still quite difficult. Mina wondered if she should've kept her mouth shut and let Mr. Ollivander just do his job.

"Maple, phoenix feather, twelve inches."

Trying to be hopeful, Mina waved the wand and red and gold sparks shot out of the wand shaped like hearts.

"Hey, it worked!" she exclaimed. "Maybe I'll be able to get a boyfriend!"

"Well, maple is a symbol of attraction and bringing things together," he said simply.

"Can I have maple then?" Lita inquired.

"Yeah, me too?" Serena added, though both of them already had their wands.

"Your wands have chosen you," Mr. Ollivander said, "and they will serve you in what you need when you need it."

He beckoned from his shop before they can say anymore and he went to put everything away.

"I'll have to study more on those woods," Serena said as they walked toward the Leaky Cauldron. "Isn't it weird how my wand is connected to the moon? Who would've thought?"

"Well, it makes, Serena," said Lita, "you are the moon princess and everything."

As they passed the path to Knockturn Alley, Raye and Lydia stopped to look down again. Raye kept getting strange vibes, like she had to go down there and look around. She didn't want buy anything, unless it had something to do with divination. She just wanted to find out the reason of them being there. Lydia just wanted to go down there to have a little of fun.

"Come on girls," Lita prompted, "Madame Indigo's waiting for us."

"And I'm starving!" Serena added.

"Yeah, coming," said Raye.

With their new wands, the six girls walked up to the Leaky Cauldron to tell Madame Indigo about their wands over lunch. Their adventures in Diagon Alley and the magical world had barely even begun.

To Be Continued

Sorry it took so long for me to update. I was at my brother's for Thanksgiving. I made up for it by making this fic twice as long—didn't want to split it in the middle of them getting their wands.

Hey, I looked up the meanings of different woods for the girls wands to try and match them with their personalities. Some could've been closer than others.

Lita—oak—lightning, flash, wisdom, protection and strength. Totally fits with her Jupiter Oak Evolution, though it did take a while for me to figure out. I almost gave her Mahogany (anti-lightning)

Mina--maple—happiness, longevity, success, love, luring, attraction, drawing or bringing things together. Rosewood or redwood could've been good too as they were good for love charms, but I picked maple since it had more attributes.

Raye—Pine—symbol of life, strength and immortality. Resemblance to spirit of flame (which is the meaning of Raye's name) Used for divining and scrying. This one was really no contest. Suits her perfectly, don't you think?

Ami—Hazel—intelligence, wisdom and water divining

Serena—Willow—Three Moon Goddess Legend, moon magic, healing, and inspiration. Influence over water. Banish depression and sadness; makes wishes come true

This is also the wood for Ron's wand. Maybe he'll get all his wishes to become rich?

Lydia--Rowan—Tree of life, metal divining, healing and in Ireland a Rowan stake hammered into a corpse would immobilize the spirit. Finding a wood for Lydia was difficult. I almost used hornbeam since it was a lucky wood, but I wanted more. I picked it mainly because of the Alder/Rowan Irish legend.

I also found meanings of the animals:

Dragon: protection, transformation, spiritual guide, long life, strength against fear.

Phoenix: rebirth, reincarnation, new beginnings, courage, adaptation.

Unicorn: prosperity, adventure, purity, gentle nature, mental strength

Here are the sites to check out. They may be useful for your own

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