Hogwarts Dark Magick

Runs along side the Harry Potter books

Chapter Three/The Wand

Rowena looked around. With all this money she was dieing to buy something.

'First things first. Get out ya list Hun.'

Rowena fished into her pocket and pulled out the stiff parchment letter and read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Ravenclaw,

We are please to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Rowena unfolded a second piece of parchment and read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDY

Uniform

First year students require:

Three sets of plain work robes (black)

One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

One winter cloak (black and silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags.

Set Books

All students should have a copy of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magick by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Albert Waffling

A Beginner's guide to Transfiguration by Emerie Switch

One Thousand Magikal Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

Other Equipment

1 wand

1 cauldron (pewter size 2)

1 set of glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FORST-YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

'So where do we start?'

'How about we get your uniform first?' Fibby walked ahead and Rowena followed thinking of all the wonderful stuff she'd need. She was most excited about the wand. But what she resented was that they couldn't have their own broomsticks. She had been playing Quidditch since she was 6 with Willow and Mark.

They arrived outside Madame Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. As they entered a bell twinkled and a squat smiling witch greeted them.

'Hogwarts?' she asked. 'Got another two being measured up now. Go ahead.'

'I'll wait here.' Fibby sat on a leather chair and smiled.

At the back of the shop a boy with a pale, pointed face stood on a stool next to the by she had seen in Gringotts. Madame Malkin stood with the boy with dark messy hair and pinned him up. She approached an empty stood and stood whilst a 3rd witch pinned her up.

'Hullo' said the pale looking boy, 'Just been chatting to him but he's boring. So Hogwart's too?'

'Yea – You play Quidditch?'

'But of course, he doesn't' he nodded towards the other boy.

'Why? What's his name?'

'Says it's Harry, I'm Draco. I reckon his a mud-blood' He held out a slender pale hand.

She shook it 'Rowena.' She knew what a Mudblood was.

'Nice name. I was just saying to him that it'll be a crime if I don't get picked to play for my house and I must say I hate the rule that we first year's can't play.'

'I agree – been playing since I was six.'

'Same – What house do you reckon you'll get chosen for?' he smiled at her. His grey eyes seemed to lighten slightly.

'Hopefully Slytherin or Ravenclaw. I'm a pure-blood see and I'd hate to be in Gryffindor. Even Hufflepuff's better than that. I have a friend Willow who wants to be in Gryffindor. I tell you she's stupid.'

'I agree – Hopefully we'll get put in Slytherin together. If not and you're in Ravenclaw hope we'll still be friends.'

'You're done dear.' The witch took off her robes and wrapped them up.

'Thanks! Bye Draco and Harry!' she waved, grabbed her parcel and left with her mother.

'Was that Draco you were talking to?'

'Yea – he seems nice enough. I don't like the other boy.'

'I'd be careful of Draco…'

'I'll be fine mom! Let's go get my wand next.'

Fibby nodded and they headed down the street. The approached a narrow and shabby shop. Peeling gold letters over the door read Ollivanders: Maker's of Fine Wands since 392 BC

Fibby pushed open the creaking door and the small boy and towering giant of a man exited.

'Hi' muttered Rowena as Harry knocked past her. He kept his head down and walked briskly.

'Well hello Mr. polite.' She sneered and entered the tiny shop. Shelves were stacked high with narrow, long packages. A twinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop and a soft voice broke the silence.

'Welcome young Ravenclaw.'

Rowena almost jumped a foot in the air. She had just entered the shop and already the mysterious shopkeeper knew her name.

'I was wondering when you'd turn. I've already had an unusual costumer today. Holly, phoenix feather, eleven inches. Nice and supple too. And you're mother. Yes, she favoured the maple and dragon heartstring, elven inches. Excellent for charm work. And your father. Yew and phoenix feather. Thirteen and a half inches. How curious. Well I wonder which wand will pick you.'

Rowena stood speechless whilst she took in all this information. Her father was never spoken off yet this man remembered the exact wand he sold him? He must be a nutcase.

'What is your wand arm?' he held a long thin measuring tape.

'My right.'

'Good good.'

He turned his back and the tape measurer worked on its own accord. Mr. Ollivander whipped a thin box off a nearby shelf and blew off the dust. He extracted the wand and held it out to Rowena. He waved his hands and the tape dropped to the floor.

'Holly, unicorn hair, twelve inches. Give it a wave.'

Rowena reached for the wand and gripped it in her fingers. She raised the wand ready to wave it but Mr. Ollivander grabbed it from her.

'Beechwood and phoenix feather. Nine inches. Nice and sturdy. Just take it and give it a wave.'

She barely had it raised when he lifted it and took it from her.

'No, no, no this simply won't do,' He climbed a step ladder and reached down another box, 'Ebony and dragon heartstring. Eleven inches. Good and flexible.'

She took it in her hands and felt instant warmth. She waved and the floor seemed to quake. Boxes flew out from their places and smashed against each other. A deep thunder was heard from somewhere and the rumbling stopped.

'My, you have strong magick in your blood m'dear.' He didn't seem upset or angry at the state of his shop, quite the opposite. He clasped his hands together and almost skipped behind the counter.

'Well that'll be seven Galleons please.'

Rowena fished into her pouch and paid the old man.

The exited a couple of minutes later with Fibby carrying the long thin parcel. Rowena was thrilled for she had want she was longing to get for so long.

'Now – Your owl.'

'Yea can I get a snowy owl?'

'No, they're not a good choice.'

'Why?'

'Well – they're not very discreet are they?'

'I suppose not…..'

'How about an eagle owl?'

'Ok'

They walked into Eeylops and the hooting got louder. It was dark the floor covered in straw. A plump witch stood behind the counter and gave them a friendly smile. Her hair reminded Rowena of a loo brush and it was an ageing grey. There was a flutter and a shadow flew over Rowena's head. She giggled. She loved birds and wanted a owl. Any student would be stupid to get a toad or a cat. There was also the practical side to having your own owl. It could send mail for her.

'Good morning Missus' the small witch chirped from where she sat.

'Hello.' Rowena cheerily replied.

'Looking for an owl then? Hogwarts is it? Ah well – want type you be wanting?'

'An eagle owl if possible.'

'Got just the thing fer ya here.' She walked over to a large cage a retrieved the most beautiful bird Rowena had ever seen. It was a lovely tawny brown with chocolate brown specks. Its eyes were an orangey-yellow. Rowena loved it.

'He's a lovely thing ain't he? Got a good temperament n all.'

Rowena paid 3 Galleons for him and left. He sat happily in his bronze cage. He gave a happy hoot.

They got the rest of Rowena's items and were home in no time.

'Well,' gasped Fibby as she collapsed onto the couch in their living room. She lay sprawled and Rowena tumbled into the room.

'Ya think I got everything?' for there was a lot to get.

'I reckon so. You need to be in bed. You gots to get the train tomorrow!'

Rowena smiled to herself. Finally she'd get to go to the place she had dreamed of most of her childhood days. She neatly placed everything into her trunk and got dressed for bed.

She gazed around her room. She had taken down her posters which now lay in her trunk. She hoped the other girls at school liked her. Smiling she fell asleep on top of her bed…

Okay 3rd Chapter. I would like any comments at all and what you all though of it!