AN: I know, I'm taking forever to update. It's just that I'm back at school, and it's fairly new. I really don't have much time to write like I used to, but I refuse to abandon my stories.

Here's the chapter where they meet Ollivander. I think you'll find it quite interesting.

Chapter Five: Ollivander

Harry and I walked into Madam Malikin's, the robe maker. Madam Malkin, a squat witch with a kindly face, walked up to us. "Hogwarts dears?" she asked.

"Yes ma'am," I replied politely.

She led us to the back where a boy with a pale, pointed face and white blonde hair stood on a footstool. Wow, Draco Malfoy! Victoria would be so jealous of me right now. Madam Malkin stood Harry on the stool next to Draco while I sat in a chair and waited.

"Are you Hogwarts, too?" Draco asked.

"Yup!" I said, smiling. "We're totally excited."

"What are your names?"

"Harry and Dani. What's yours?"

"My name is Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. I thought Danny was a boy's name."

"It is," Harry said. "She's being stupid. Her name is Danielle. Our friend thought it was too formal, so he started calling her Dani. It is spelled, 'D-A-N-I'."

"Oh no, you did not just call me stupid, Harry James," I said in mock anger." Well, anyways, I kind of like the name Draco. It means 'Dragon' doesn't it?"

"Yes, it does. Are you from America?"

"Well, I was born here in England, but I lived in America for ten years of my life."

"Have you got your own brooms?"

"Um, we're first years. We're not allowed to have brooms."

"Play Quidditch at all?"

"No. And I don't think I'll ever want to. I'm terrified of heights."

"Do you know what House you'll be in?" Draco asked. "I'll be in Slytherin, like the rest of my family. If I was in Hufflepuff, I'd leave, wouldn't you?"

"I wouldn't," I said, anger building up. " Hufflepuffs are known for their loyalty, kindness, and hard working. I'd much rather be there than in Slytherin, the House You-Know-Who was in. I honestly think I'll be in Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, the house of the intelligent."

"You're done," said the lady that was working on Draco's robes. Draco took his robes and walked out of the shop to a lady with white blonde hair. I stepped onto the stool next to Harry. The witch who was working on Draco came up to me and started fitting me for robes.

"What are Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin?" Harry asked me.

"Those are three of the four Houses of Hogwarts. I told you already about Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Slytherin is the House for the cunning and ambitious. Trust me, you don't want to go there. Did you know that Voldemort was in Slytherin?"

The two witches gasped and shuddered. "Um, sorry," I said. "Anyways, the last House is Gryffindor, the House of the brave."

"You-Know-Who went to Hogwarts?" Harry asked, his green eyes almost glowing. (I still couldn't get over the fact that Harry doesn't have glasses!)

"About fifty years ago."

"Alright dears, you're both done," Madam Malkin said.

We walked out of the store and met Hagrid at Flourish and Blott's.

After several hours of shopping, Harry and I had all of our supplies except wands. This was what I was looking forward to. I could feel my heart pounding with anticipation. Excitement bubbled in my stomach. We walked into Mr. Ollivander's shop, which was kind of creepy with the dim lighting and cobwebs hanging around. I really hoped there weren't any spiders.

A man with silver hair and eyes walked out of the shadows. "Ah," he said, "I knew I'd see the both of you. I remember when your mother and father were in here like it was yesterday. Right, now, which is your wand hand, Mr. Potter?"

"Oh, er, I write with my right hand, sir," Harry said, nervously.

Mr. Ollivander started pulling out all sorts of wands for Harry. The pile of rejects grew larger. Then, Ollivander pulled out a box and said, "Holly, 11 inches, phoenix feather." He handed it to Harry, and red and gold sparks shot out of the end.

"Now it's your turn, Ms. Potter," Ollivander said to me. "Which is your wand hand?"

"I write with my left, sir."

"Try this: Hazel, 10 ¾ inches, phoenix feather, good with Charms."

I waved it, and blue and white sparks shot out of the end.

"Well done, well done!" Mr. Ollivander said excitedly. Then he turned away and muttered, "Curious… curious."

"Er, sorry," Harry said," but what's curious?"

"It is curious, Mr. and Miss Potter, because your wands are twins. The phoenix, whose tail feathers you have in your wands, had one other, just one. It is curious that you two should be destined for these wands when their brother gave you both those scars."

Talk about creepy. Then, I heard some taps on the glass. Hagrid was standing outside waving next to a cart with our stuff piled on top and two owls! One was a beautiful snowy owl with amber eyes, and the other one was a black owl gray flecks and amber eyes. "Happy Birthday!" Hagrid said.

Later on, we were sitting in the Leaky Cauldron, having supper. Harry was oddly silent. How can we be special if we don't know any magic? a voice much like Harry's asked in my head. I looked at him, and he clearly had that question written all over his face.

"Yeh all right, Harry, Dani?" Hagrid asked.

"Everyone thinks we're special," Harry said, "but we don't know a thing about magic." I looked away as he said it.

"Yeh'll learn. Every famous witch and wizard started at the very beginnin', just like you two. Yeh'll both have a great time."

Silence covered us for a few minutes before Hagrid pulled out two tickets and handed one two each of us. "These are yer tickets fer yer trip the Hogwarts. Here's some Floo powder fer yer trip back."

Hagrid handed me a small, black drawstring bag. After we finished eating, I hugged Harry and Hagrid and stepped into the emerald green flames with my things and owl. I smiled at them both then shouted, "Hogwarts!"

AN: Go on. I dare you to guess what House Dani's going to be in. Also, I need a good name for Dani's owl. Just click that little green button right below this message. You'll feel better if you do.