Chapter 3: The Wand of a Veela
Narcissa Black walked down the road of Diagon Alley with her father. She was headed to Olivander's Wand Shop, because she, unlike her sisters, had yet to get a wand. As she entered the shop she saw an old bearded man standing in the store.
"Ah, Welcome my dear, to Olivander's; I am Olivander how may I be of service?" said the old man.
"I'm looking to buy my first wand, sir." She said attempting to use her Veela charm, which failed, due to the Black Elder's Curse.
"Ah! Oh extrodinary! I am honored you have chosen me for this very special event!" said the old man gleefully, "Here try this wand, it was made in Vermont, a state in America!"
As she reached over to grab the wand, her robe fell down to her elbow, showing her mother's (her real mother, her veela mother) bracelet.
"Merlin's Beard!" he said dropping the wand grabbing her arm. "It can't be!" he said examining her bracelet. He looked up at her, "You're a veela aren't you, and not just that, but from the Royal Veela Family of Veela Collana?"
"Um…uh..H-How …?" she stuttered.
"The Royal Family Seal, it's on your bracelet," he said, pointing it out.
"Oh," she said in shock. " My father never told me that." She muttered to herself.
"Now, my Lady, forget this old wand," he said picking it up and throwing it on the shelf, "Your mother already took the liberty of having a custom wand made for you." He went up the stairs to the upper level and disappeared behind a curtain. A few moments later he appeared from behind the curtain holding a silver wand box. "Here you are," he said handing the box to her. "That wand there is a very unique one, it contains a strand of your mother's hair in it" he said as she opened up the box. It was absolutely beautiful; it was a flawless stick of pure silver, enchanted to glow slightly. As she held it in her hand a thin rope of gold wrapped around it, and when the rope reached the tip a large fountain of silver sparks burst forth from the wand. Narcissa instantly felt a connection to the wand, as just holding it gave her a sense of calm, and peace. Then the sparks stopped and the golden rope faded away. "That is a very special wand you have there, My Lady," said Olivander, "Oh! I almost forgot your mother wanted you to have this," he said pulling out a pure silver lamp. "It's a genie, there are people who would kill for one, espically one of that power." He said pointing at the lamp.
"T-Thank you, sir, for everything." She said taking the lamp in her hands.
"Of course My Lady, any time!" he said waving goodbye. And with that she stepped out into Diagon Alley, and ran to her Father.
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