Chapter Six

Magic

The next morning Mona and I head to the Weasley's. They're all gathered around the fire place. Mr. Weasley hands us two acceptance letters from Hogwarts. Mr. Weasley then shows us how to use the flu network. When Percy steps in and disappears into flames, Mona and I start to freak out.

"Don't worry," George says, "It's perfectly safe." The twins step in and disappear. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley then give us instructions and guide us into the fireplace.

"Now just take the powder in your hand and clearly state where you'd like to go. Diagon Alley!" Mona and I grab a handful of dust. We look at each other and nod on.

"DIAGON ALLEY!" we cry and throw the powder down. Suddenly I feel as if I'm flying and there's a flash of green light. We end up on the ground surrounded by brick walls. Fred and George help us up. It's just us, the twins, and Percy in the brick room.

"Where are we?" I ask.

"The entrance to Diagon Alley." He answers. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley appear and tap the wall with their wands. The bricks begin to move, revealing a street full of shops and people.

"Follow us." Percy says, and we follow the family down the road. We go by pet stores with owls and toads and cats. Clothing stores full of robes and clocks and hats of all shapes and sizes. Broom stores full of broomsticks that actually fly. Books stores full of books about magical creatures, potions, types of magic, and candy stores full of odd treats. We stop outside of an old shop.

"Ollivander's. A wand shop." George explains. "We have to get you wands if you even want to use magic." We enter the store, which empty except for an old man behind the counter. He looks up and smiles.

"Why, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, I thought we had another year until your next child would be eligible for Hogwarts." He says.

"Why, yes, Ollivander, that is true. We're not here for our children today. These two young ladies would like wands."

"Ah! These are the two girls whose muggle parents burned all the letters, yes?" He rpelies, looking at Mona and me very carefully.

"Why, yes, they are. News does travel fast, now, doesn't it?"

"Well, Hogwarts now knows to never stop sending letters until the child recives one." He replies. "Well then, I have many different wands. How many galleons do you girls have?"

"Actually, Ollivander, they don't have any. We'll pay for them. Do you have any more secondhand wands available?" Mrs. Weasley asks, showing Ollivander the handful of small gold coins.

"Why yes. Right this way." We walk over to a small cabinet full of wands. "Now, let's see. Ah, how about these two?" He hands Mona and me each a wand. We look at each other and the wands start to vibrate and shoot out of our hands. "Nope. How about these?" He hands us both another wand. The looked almost exactly the same. The wands fly away again. Ollivander strokes his chin. He hands Mona a wand that is wood with a spiral-shaped handle.

"That's the one for you." Ollivander says. "Now, Vera, let's see…." He looks around the cabinet before handing me a wooden wand. I feel something run up my arm and I feel almost powerful. "Ah, Holly Wood, 12 ½ in, Dragon heart string. Should have known." The Weasleys hand Mr. Ollivander some coins and we exit the shop.

"Well, girls, what do you think?" Mrs. Weasley asks. Mona and I smile at her, gazing at the wand boxes in our hands. "Now, we have robes you can borrow and Bill and Charlie's old trunks. Just keep those wands safe and don't use against anyone, ya hear?" We nod. "Good. Now let's head home. You're parents are probably wanting you to get back. Pack your things when you get home. In a few days, it'll be off to Hogwarts for you!"