Disclaimer: I do not own anything but Peyton, Alex, Ann, Jacob and the Idea. Also in my story there is an old tree that is a Peyton tree.
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Peyton grinned as she entered Ollivanders alone. Her mother had gone to look at other things for which Peyton was very glad (she didn't like her mother too much). She was lost in thought when a man popped up from the back of the store. "Ah, miss Peyton Black you finally came." the man said in a wispy voice. Peyton assumed the man was Ollivander. She liked him immediately. "Your wand arm please," Olivander said in his quiet voice. Peyton held out her right hand, and a tape measure began measuring. He handed her a wand saying, "Yew, seventeen inches, unicorn hair." Peyton waved the wand, nothing happened. They went through about ten more wands before Mr. Ollivander had a thought. He went to the front of the store and took the wand from the display. "Try this," he told her. Peyton took the wand and waved it, black sparks shot out the end. Peyton felt truly connected to the wand. "Interesting," he said. "Did you know that the Blacks and the Ollivanders are related?" "Really?" Peyton asked, awed. "Yes," Mr. Ollivander answered. "The first Black was a young woman named Peyton, like yourself. She was and orphan. I heard they called her Black because of her hair. Black as night, like yours. She ended up on a Pirate ship. A pirate ship Captained by none other than Jack Sparrow. Fell in love with him she did, and he her. After awhile they moved to England with their friends the Turners. Stopped being Pirates and settled down. They had twins, Alexander and Ann. They took the name Black because no one knew it. The kids went to Hogwarts, both in Ravenclaw, and grew up. It was at school they met Jacob Ollivander. The Ollivanders were demons but their Clan was under a curse. They all had to live out their lives and die like humans did. Ann and Jacob married after Graduation. Soon after I was born. The curse didn't get me. For centuries the clan had married into itself. I was only half demon so I escaped the curse. Most demons stopped aging at eighteen, however since I was only half demon it tripled. I remember my grandmother. It was some time after I started shop that she made the wand. It was wood from a Peyton tree, thirteen inches, with hair of a pirate and hair of a witch. She used it at first. Then one day she came to me and said 'John I want you to take this wand for your shop and sell it some day.' I put it in the display in the front and now it has a new owner." "Cool," Peyton said. Just then her mother called. Peyton its time to go. Peyton rolled her eyes and said "I have to go but I'll visit next year." Mr. Ollivander smiled.