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Chapter 5- Fellowship of the Phoenix- Diagon Alley Part 2
In no time at all, it seemed Sirius had left with his new wand, heading in the direction of Flourish and Blotts to talk with Scottie.
Then Lily turned to the front desk.
"I'm here for my first wand." Lily said, trying to keep her excitement in.
"Then let's take some measurements!" The old man said joyfully, and picked up the lanky tape measurer.
"Ah. Yes. I see." The man said to himself, and he walked over to the desk, and picked up a quill. However the tape measurer kept measuring on it's own.
"Now that's quite enough." The man scolded. The tape measurer had sped up and was measuring Lily so fast she could hardly see.
The tape measurer fell to floor obediently, and the man beckoned her to the desk.
"Now," He spoke up, "I'm Mr. Olivander, and as it appears you'll need a very rare type of wand. I do have quite a large stock of your wand type so let's get them-." Mr. Olivander left towards the rear of the shop, still talking to himself, as he pulled out about five wand boxes, all different looking, and set them on the desk.
He picked up a box of pure purple, and opened it.
"This is a wand of pure mahogany, 16 inches, maybe a bit long, but you'll grow into it, made with unicorn hair." He described it to her.
Lily knew what "made with unicorn hair" meant, so she gently picked up the wand and gave it flick.
Glass shattered, and wands flew off the shelves.
"Oh my- I'm so sorry I-" Lily was so ashamed, she didn't know that was going to happen!
"Please my dear don't be sorry," Mr. Olivander told Lily, "That simply means this is not to be your wand. For the wand chooses the wizard, or witch in this case." And he took the wand from her trembling hands.
"Try this." He said opening a black box this time, "Cherry-wood, 13 inches, dragon-heart string."
Lily cautiously took the wand, and gave it a gentle flick.
Three file cabinets flew open, spraying notes everywhere.
"'Parrently not." Mr. Olivander concluded, and Lily set the wand down on the desk, shaking with fear.
Lily went through all of the leftover three Mr. Olivander had originally brought out. She was beginning to wonder if she would ever own a wand.
Mr. Olivander looked into Lily's eyes for a moment.
In some cases he knew, the host chose the wand.
He stared deeply into the young girls emerald eyes, and he saw something only a healer possessed.
A healer jewel.
Every healer had one, a certain color that determined their gifts. However, one could not just tell a healer of their jewel color, or the healer could lose something.
No one knows what a healer loses, (wether it's money, abilities, possessios, or love) when someone tells them their color, if they don't know whattheir color it is, because no healer has ever been told without knowing. Except one healer at the time of the four founders. A black jewel healer.
"Miss…" Mr. Olivander stopped, he didn't recall her name.
"Evans. Lily Evans." Lily offered.
"Miss Evans, has anyone told you that you are blessed with special abilities?" Mr. Olivander asked.
"Yes."
"Who?"
"Headmaster Dumbledore."
"Ah, and do you have any idea whatabilities you possess?"
Lily thought about this for a moment. She had an idea, but she wasn't for certain.
"Well, I have an idea, but I don't know for sure. The headmaster wrote me this note after I received my letter accepting me to Hogwarts." She handed him the letter from the headmaster.
Mr. Olivander scanned the note quickly, and smiled at the "P.S.".
Now he knew what wand would accept Miss Evans.
He handed her back the letter, and motioned for her to follow him.
Lily walked behind the man, wondering what he was thinking. He led her down a combination of walkways to a dusty wood-and-glass cabinet. It contained red boxes on the bottom shelf, orange on the second up, gold on the third up, emerald on the fourth up, sapphire on the next, violet/purple on the third from the top, black ebony on the second down, and last, white at the very top.
"What is this?" Lily asked in awe.
Mr. Olivander met eyes with Lily, "Remember how I said you required a special wand?"
Lily nodded. She was a little confused.
"And you remember what the Headmaster wrote about your having special abilities?"
Lily nodded again, smiling now, for she understood.
"They have a connection." Lily whispered.
"Yes." Mr. Olivander whispered back. "And what do you think your special abilities are?"
"Futuristic dreams." Lily started.
"Where did you learn that from" Mr. Olivander hinted.
"From a book about dreams and heal-" she stopped. Then she remembered what Scottie had said.
"I got that same letter last year before my HEALERS test!"
Lily looked at Mr. Olivander with big eyes.
"You mean to say that I'm a transferrance healer."
"Are you?" Mr. Olivander smiled, "The first step to a becoming a great witch is believing what you think is true." He paused for a second so Lily could ponder what he'd said, before she asked,
"So which one of these wands am I to try?"
Mr. Olivander smiled again, "Which do you feel you should try first."
Lily thought about this for a moment, as he opened the cabinet.
She stared at the red ones on the bottom, but she didn't feel any different. Then she stared at the orange boxes, but again felt nothing. It took her a while as she stared also at the gold, emerald, sapphire, violet, and black boxes. She didn't feel any different at all, and her hope was faltering.
With almost no faith left, she stared at the section of white wands on top, and BOOM!
She jumped, she hadn't seen or expected such a feeling to come. It was just there all of a sudden as she stared at the pure white boxes on the top shelf.
Mr. Olivander didn't wait the whole time for her to finally stare at the white boxes on top, because he already knew which color healer she was.
He had seen it in her eyes.
The white healer jewel. Just as he had seen the green, gold and violet ones in three other girls eyes that same day, and the red and black in young two young boys last year. Still, two more were left.
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A few minutes later Lily had found her wand in one of the white boxes.
Ivory maple wood, 12 inches, with a phoenix feather.
She checked her watch to see what time it was. She had 5 minutes to find Scottie.
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"There you are!" Scottie said to Lily as she joined him in front of the bookshop. "Barely on time, you must live your life on the line!" He joked.
Lily smiled.
"Which wand did you get?" he asked curiously.
Lily showed him the white box, and opened it.
Scottie just stared in amazement at the box as though he'd seen it before.
"What is it?" Lily inquired. She thought he was mocking her by just staring at the box.
"It's just- I mean- that's a healers wand."
Lily nodded at him. She knew what he meant. He hadn't figured out that she was a healer.
But Scottie was still staring at her in amazement, which turned into a knowing smile. "It's just, I have- well I'll keep it a surprise."
"What?" Lily asked,
"You'll see. Let's go." Scottie said, "We have one more place to go before we have to take you home. Mistress Maple's Sweet Shop."
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"Lily, look at these." Scottie and Lily were in the quarter acre sized candy shop, and the others hadn't arrived yet.
"What are those?" Lily wrinkled her nose at a basket of grotesque looking lollypops.
"They're called Death Pops. Not to pretty 'huh? But don't worry they don't make people die. You'll see people eat them around Halloween before the costume party in the great hall makes 'em look rather nasty it does." Scottie answered laughing.
Then a shrill voice was heard, "LILY!" Charlotte and Lydia had arrived.
"How was your first adventure around Diagon Alley Lily?" asked Lydia.
"Great!" Lily exclaimed, "This is so much better than going to the mall with Mum and Petunia." She giggled.
"Hey everyone! We're here!" Mrs. Turner, Anne, and Maggie had just arrived. "Everyone have fun?"
"Yes!" They all chimed in together.
"Excellent, now go get what you want, and we'll sit at that table in the back that I've reserved in a few minutes. You can put yur bags on it if you want."
"Maggie!" Lily and Charlotte screamed.
Maggie was coming towards them with three bags in hand. All of which contained her necessities.
"How were your trips?" She asked as the trio made their way to the table in back to put their stuff on.
"Brilliant!"
"Fascinating!" They exclaimed.
"What do you say we ought to get ladies?" Maggie pulled out a red crimson bag, bulging with knuts, sickles and galleons.
"Woah!" Lily said in amazement, she'd spent almost everything on supplies, and her special wand.
"My aunt wants me to bring home a few treats, she already cameto Diagon Alleyyesterday with my cousin, and she forgot to come here, so she asked if I would buy some color changing chocolates, Strawberry Dream Cream, Orange Heaven Patties and anything else that looks good! But I told her I needed something to buy gifts for my friends so she handed me this lot. She also doesn't know I'm buying some things for James that she wouldn't let him have." Maggie giggled, so did the girls.
In less than 10 minutes the three girls had bought 1 pound of Double Delicious Fudge, a ½ pound of strawberry cauldron cakes, and 3 pumpkin pasties. Orange Heaven patties, color changing chocolates, and Strawberry Dream Cream for Maggie's aunt. Charlotte bought some everlasting flavored lollypops for her brother Emmitt, and a quiver of sugar quills for her father. Maggie bought some three-week tongue stains, Disease juice that would make you look sick, but not feel sick, and, to Lily's disgust, Death Pops for her cousin. And Lily bought two kinds of never-melting ice cream for her parents, and a chocolate frog and truth licorice for Petunia (Although, she instantly took off the tag that read "TRUTH LICORICE" just to make sure Petunia wouldn't get any ideas.)
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Soon enough, it was time to go home.
"Get in the car everybody." Mrs. Turner ordered as the group piled their belongings in the car.
The three girls waited for the others to climb in, however all staring at each other, and the Leaky Cauldron, with glum faces.
Mrs. Turner noticed this, and suddenly had an idea, and she thanked heaven that her husband had insisted upon her owning a cell phone so he could always reach her.
"I don't want this day to be over." Lily whispered to her two new friends.
They nodded in agreement, but their solemn thoughts were disturbed as Mrs. Turner walked towards them.
"Lily, what is your-um-telephone number?"
Lily stared at Mrs. Turner, who was smiling widely at her.
The other two noticed too, and they all screamed in delight.
Lily would be coming over!