Chapter 2
Chapter 2
The Diagon Alley
The next day they went to Diagon Alley with North. They had just three days until school. Jack was pretty sceptical about the wand thing. And he had made a fit about the uniform rule. There were just too many rules for Jacks liking.
He just hoped the rule list wouldn't get even longer as it already was.
The Diagon Alley was really amazing. He didn't quite understand why they had to go to this Alley already four weeks before school start, but North said something about learning beforehand. He didn't really like the idea of studying the rest of his summer, but there wasn't really much he could do.
The first shop they got into was the robes shop. Jack had thought it would be the stereotypical English uniforms. And they were, if you ignored the addition of a long black pelerine. It was quite uncomfortable for him, the robes were really a bit too warm for him. North reassured him that that one he had on was the winter cloak and the ones for the warmer periods of year would be thinner.
As they were back on the street Jack felt a bit too crowded there.
Before they left the Pole he had drunk some potion that he was given by Dumbledore. The potion was to make him visible to the nonbelievers and let him look a bit more human like. He did seem a little les pale skinned but his hair was still white and his eyes still striking blue. His looks weren't really that normal, and that resulted in many stares from the bypassing witches and wizards. It surely didn't help that he was walking the streets barefooted.
North seemed to notice his nervousness and pulled them into a small shop. It turned out to be the wand shop.
Jack was still wary of the idea of a wand. He surely wouldn't trade it for his staff, not a chance.
He looked around the shop. It was dark and full of little boxes that most likely held the wands. He eyed the boxes warily as an old man appeared behind the shelves. He presumed that creepy guy was the shop owner.
"Hello you must be Jack Frost." Ollivander said. Before Jack could say anything North answered for him.
"Yes he is. I assume Dumbledore has informed you about the matter?"
"Yes, indeed he has." Came the answer, and the man stepped in front of Jack rising his had expectantly. Jack wrapped his staff tighter in his hands unwilling to give it up, but North didn't give him the choice. He just took Jacks staff from him and gave it to the wand maker. Jack shot him a stare while Ollivander vanished in the back of the shop.
Jack absolutely hated this. But North just chuckled. Jack shot him a stare.
When Ollivander came back into the main room Jack froze in fear. The old man was holding just a stick. There was no staff to be seen.
The wand maker gave Jack the wand. It looked pretty much like his staff. It was made from the same wood and had the same frost patterns. Jack looked kind of lost with the wooden stick in his hand.
"Give it a wave!" Said Ollivander as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
Jack hesitantly waved the stick and almost jumped in shock as a cold wind rose and a few snowflakes started to fall around him.
"Excellent! Excellent..." Muttered Ollivander.
Jacks mind was fast brought back to his staff, his missing staff.
"Where is my staff." He asked quite panicked. The wand maker just smiled and shoved with his hand on Jacks new wand. Jacks eyes widened even more. He looked down at his hand and then back to the wand maker.
"You turned my staff into a wand. Into this little stick?" He asked unbelievingly.
"Yes I did. It's 11 inches long and has heartstring of a snow dragon as core." Said the wand maker with pride, but then noticed Jacks murderous glare and smiled again. "Don't worry you can turn it back any time you wish. You just have to say 'Engorgio' and to bring it back into wand form 'Reducio'."
Jack still looked sceptical but tried it.
"Engorgio." He said a bit unsurely. His staff grew to its actual form. The frown vanished from Jacks and a smile spread over his face. He shrunk his staff into wand form and back again.
"This is so cool." He said with a huge grin plastered on his face.
North paid the wand maker and they left the shop. Jack thought about apologising to the man for his rude behaviour but Ollivander had already vanished from view. As they got on the street Jack looked back to the shop and read the name 'Ollivanders Wand Shop, Makers of fine wands since 382 B.C.'. He frowned at that, Could it be? No, surely not... but maybe... maybe Ollivander was a spirit too.
The two guardians continued their way down the street.
At the end of the day as they came back to the North Pole they had bought so much that they wouldn't have been able to carry it if it wasn't for some spells that the shop owners cast to make all lighter.
Jack hadn't just bought the things needed for his year (although he didn't really knew which one it would be as he would be sorted when he came to school) but also a lot of other books from first years so he could catch up with the others. North said he would most possibly be in the fourth or fifth year. So jack started to learn. He was sure he could learn a lot in this few weeks. Not many would give him that but he was quite intelligent and a fast learner too.