Top Secret
by Shealtiel
Rated: T for sexual references, adult themes, violence and mild coarse language
Summary: "Oak, fourteen inches, unpliant and resilient, excellent for Transfiguration with a knack for Charms. Veela hair core."

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Wednesday, September 13th, 1972
11:37am
Headmaster's Office

So much for starting the year off with a fresh perspective. I'm just sitting here in the Headmaster's Office, waiting to be expelled or something.

So we were in Defence Against the Dark Arts, and our new Professor, Professor Gallister, had us learning about how to incapacitate pixies. So she brought one out and had us take turns on it. No one could really stun it enough to do anything except confuse it slightly, but then it got to my turn, and when I called out the Freezing Charm, it didn't just freeze the pixie. Everyone in the room was frozen!

So now I'm waiting for Professor Dumbledore to tell me my fate. I don't want to go home. I love it here. I really hope I'm not expelled.

He's here.

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12:28pm
Great Hall

Oh my gosh! That was one of the scariest things that has ever happened to me!

So Professor Dumbledore finally came into his office where I was waiting and sat at his desk in front of me. He's kind of scary, the way he scrutinises you over his half-moon glasses. So he just sits there and stares at me for a minute and I honestly didn't know what he was going to say. Then he just asks to see my wand.

Just all calmly, he goes, "Miss Lonsdale, would you kindly let me have a look at your wand?" For a second, I actually thought he was going to snap it in half. Sirius told me that's what they do to your wand when you get expelled.

So I passed it over to him and he just turned it over in his hands, looking at it and feeling the wood and stuff.

Then he goes, "This wand was not crafted by Mr. Ollivander, correct?" I just nodded because I didn't trust myself to speak at that point. "This is a Gregorovitch creation." I wasn't sure if it was a question, but I nodded again anyway, just in case.

Then he asked me, "What can you tell me about this wand Miss Lonsdale?"

"Um," was how I began, but my voice was hoarse from nerves, so I had to clear my throat before I answered. "Ollivander sold it to me. I mean, Mr. Ollivander. He said he's never sold a wand he hadn't made before. It has a Veela hair core, 14", oak wood. He said it was unpliant and resilient and good with Transfiguration and Charms. I... can't remember him saying anything else about it."

"That's perfectly fine. I believe I have all the information I need. Thank you Miss Lonsdale, you may go." Then he handed my wand back and started working on something else.

I really wanted to know what was going on, which was why I said what I did next. "Um, excuse me Professor, but do you think you could tell me why all these weird things have been happening to me?"

He looked up at me and I thought he'd be angry, but he mostly just looked like he felt sorry for me. "Of course Miss Lonsdale," he said. "Wands made with Veela hair cores are often very powerful and very temperamental magical vessels. Much like Veela themselves. This is why Mr. Ollivander chooses not to use them in his own wands. I find it very interesting that he chose to sell you this wand. I suggest, however, that you not worry too much about this Rose. You seem to be handling this wand quite well."

"But Professor, I can't help but think that if I was handling this wand well, none of these things would have happened."

"Rose, for a witch who has only been studying magic for a year and known about its existent for hardly longer, you are in remarkable control of this wand. As you learn more you'll find that these incidents happen even less. As it is, I don't think you have anything to be concerned about."

"Thank you Professor."

I left after that.

So I guess I know what the problem is now. Maybe that will help change something. Lily thinks it will, but she's so positive all the time about everything, I don't know whether to believe her. I guess we'll see.

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