Entities Converge
I opened the door quietly and poked my head round the door, there were a two people talking to Ollivander. I looked around at the many shelves, if anyone didn't know this was a wand shop, you may think it was a shoe shop. One of those shoe shops where you don't see the shoes because they're all in little boxes.
I wasn't really sure how to go about this. Do I mind control Ollivander? Well that wouldn't work, I can get a wand, heck I could make a piece of wood in the shape of a wand and pretend I can shoot magic out of it. But that is the plan b) the plan a) is to see if these wands will work for me. We know, mystery reader that wands have allegiances so maybe they might work for me, who knows or not. They're not just little pieces of wood with some magical core, there's probably more to them than these magical folk know.
I'll wait till these folk filter out, best if they're not here. A little girl was clearly getting her first wand, she swished and flicked and some boxes boomed and fell out of their shelves.
"Perhaps not that one, Miss Pine", Ollivander said while handing her another wand. This wand this time started to glow and a warm light started to bask the small girl in light.
"That's the one. A unicorn hair and walnut."
The mother of the girl eventually paid Ollivander the right money and began to leave. As the girl passed me she had a bright grin on her face. I briefly went through her mind, she was a 'muggle', first in the family and…oh…she had a brain tumour. Quite small however, I'm not sure if they can treat it in the magical world, best if we get rid of it now. I walked over and brushed passed her, touching her skin and poured my magick into eradicating the tumour, I told the cells to behave themselves. She touched her forehead as she instantly felt better and she looked up at me.
"Your head isn't sore anymore?" I asked. She slowly shook her head looking at me with puzzlement. Her mother wasn't paying attention.
I stooped and said "Have a nice day and maybe I'll see you at school, Miss Pine." I then turned to Ollivander and walked up to the counter. The mother started to pull the reluctant girl out the door who was still looking at me with puzzlement. Eyes on the back of my head you see.
"Hello Mr Ollivander! I hear you do the best wands in the world and as it happens I need a wand."
Ollivander peered at me and asked, "And my dear what was your last wand made of?"
"You know Mr Ollivander, that's the strangest thing, my wand was a hand-me-down and I never quite had the urge to ask what it was made of. So your guess is as good as mine."
"Mhm." Ollivander nodded and clapped his hands. "Well let's start with…this one."
Ollivander reached to a wand box lying next to him. He lifted the lid off and proclaimed that "This is a willow and dragon heartstring. Here take it in your hand."
This is was the moment of truth; I literally didn't know what would happen. Well maybe I could look into the future but then that wouldn't be very much fun. I took the willow wand in my hand. Nothing happened.
"Swish it about girl!"
I swished it about. Nothing happened, no chaos or re-organisation. Damn, Plan B then. What was Plan B again…steal the wand or just force Ollivander to take the money. Ah but the poor wand wouldn't have an owner. As these thoughts briefly flitted over my mind, the wand awoke. Why it felt like it was singing to me, a soft hum. Ollivander made to grab the wand out of my hand but I firmly gripped his wrist and stopped him. Suddenly all the boxes in the shelves started to vibrate and shake and then I heard the cacophony of hums from all wands. A grin spread across my face. I slowly poured my energy into the wand and I could sense it funnelling its way through the dragon heart-string core and out the other end. I had thought of a rose and a rose was created. I got the sense that it was likely I could use any wand I would want. Now I don't quite know the physiology of the wands, how they exactly work but I suspect the answer is something I can answer at some point. I will devote my attention to it. I took another box from the table; Ollivander looked at me warily but didn't complain. I opened the box and took out the wand and peered at it. It was oak and a unicorn hair in the core. I thought of tulips and pointed the and at a vase on the shelf and tulips were created.
"I will take both."
"You cannot have both, one wand has an allegiance with one wizard, and allegiances change if you win the wand off the owner."
I held up both wands. "Tell me where the allegiances lie for both wands?"
He took them in his hands and put an ear to one and then to another.
"Extraordinary. They both seem to have chosen you."
"So, how much?"
Ollivander placed both wands back on the shop counter and then took a step back. His hand fished into his pocket. I held my hand up.
"I bear no danger to you Mr Ollivander. Things aren't what they seem, that much you know. But you're on a need to know basis. The wands like me…because I'm not like any of you. It's quite simple. Now I'll be on my way so if I may, I would like to pay."
"But..."
"Trees like me, hence the wood likes me…and I'm sure I can charm dragons and unicorns any old day of the week. Perhaps one day I will come back and tell you who I am but until that day…price and I'll be on my way."
"20 galleons altogether."
"Here is 40 galleons for your kind nature."
I took both wands and put them in my pockets. I walked to the door; there was not a peep from Ollivander. I have two wands and I cannot abandon them, they have both chosen to align themselves with me. I wonder perhaps if I touch someone else's wand that they might change allegiance. I do hope not, I might end up creating havoc…so what's new?
So I've got books, wands, now I need robes and a pet. How about a dragon? Do they have dragons? Little mini ones. Too scary for these little wizards. I ran towards the shop called Madam's Malkin's Robes, I jumped in.
A flustered woman turned round and said, "Hogwarts? Just wait a moment while I fit this young man." If only I could just steal a pile of clothes that'll pass for a bundle of Hogwarts clothes.
"Are you Madam Malkin?"
"That's the one! Be there in a second."
She pinned some bits of fabric to the very skinny boy. I really don't have time to wait. I walked towards the woman and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around.
"I said I would be there e in a moment."
I looked her in her blue eyes. "You don't understand, I'm here to pick up a package, a package of clothes. Their size…8, the whole works."
"Oh….yes…right this way."
She walked to the back but there was no package awaiting. I created the illusion of a package.
"Thank you Madam Malkin, you get back to work while I check everything is there."
"Oh…yes…right away."
I looked up at the rows and rows of Hogwarts robes of all different sizes.
I took out my wand to give it a little bit of air. "Mmmm …size 8 robes." I swished the wand and all the size 8s jumped out. I sighed. "No just one size 8." They all jumped back in except one. Gosh this is giving me a headache but I must get used to using a wand to perform magic.
"One pointy hat." I swished the wand and a pointy hat came plummeting down from above and landed on my head. How quaint, I rolled my eyes. The winter cloak I can leave, I just need to maintain the illusion I actually have some clothes as most of the time I'll just be magicking clothes on. Or maybe I'll actually have to learn how to put clothes on again like a human.
I walked out with the clothes tucked into a brown paper bag. I tossed 40 galleons at Madam Malkin.
"Keep the change!"
And off I went to the pet shop, just before I went to the pet shop, I picked some dragon hide gloves, not that I'd be needing them. I opened the door to the pet shop. The smell of animals was pungent in the air. Very nice to my olfactory senses. I wanted an owl and a cat, to hell with the rules of having only one pet. I went up to the shop owner.
"I'm looking for an owl with personality and a cat with personality."
The shop owner raised her eyebrows. "We have this Eagle Owl, he bites all the time, people keep returning him…they can't deal with his personality."
"He sounds perfect."
I went to the cage with the Eagle owl in it. I projected myself into his mind, he had many memories of mistreatment from humans. It's no wonder he didn't want to go with any humans. His mind will be eased I'm sure.
"Yes I'll have him. Now what about cats."
"We have this Russian Blue cat, usually people love her but she is very temperamental and bites and scratches no matter whom. Even me, I have to watch my fingers."
To demonstrate, the shop owner tried to touch the cat but it swiped at her. I put my hands near the cat it swiped at my hands; I looked at it in the eyes, the cat stilled. I scratched behind its ears; I spoke my mind into the cat.
"Calm. Be at peace."
The cat was another victim of mistreatment, the cat had witnessed some of her kittens being killed by humans and the others been taken to be sold. The cat was neutered, she missed her children, a memory held within her. I will help this cat become pregnant. Gosh I've got a lot to do. I opened the cage the owl was in.
"He doesn't need a cage anymore."
The owl flew onto my shoulder. I held my arms open for the cat to jump on. The cat looked warily at my arms and then jumped, I hugged the cat closer.
"Here's 40 galleons."
I tossed the money at the owner.
"That's too much."
"Keep the change. These animals won't be coming back."
"If you say so."
"I do say so. I'm usually right."
I stepped outside. I walked down the road a little, and then opened a portal back to my little cottage. I walked through the garden and magicked up a deck chair and then a perch for the owl and a big fluffy cushion for the cat. I put the cat down on the cushion and created some smoked salmon. The owl flew to the perch, hooted and then flew away to go hunt. I sat down in the deck chair, magicked up a Pina Colada and wondered what a full day I had and how much I didn't want to think about it at the moment. I just wanted to rest my mind. Gosh, Sirius is a little drama queen. Strange, I wouldn't have pegged him as that. The youth today, heh.