Chapter One of my Harry Potter FanFic about Scott Peck, a boy who, in my Harry Potter world, played a great role in the downfall of Lord Voldemort. Enjoy!
Scott Peck, age eleven, entered Ollivander's Wand Shop in Diagon
Alley. He was a Half-Blood wizard, his mother was a pure blood witch and his
father was a Muggle. Scott looked around the shop, waiting for Ollivander to
appear. When he finally did, Ollivander smiled in recognition of Scott.
"Ah, yes, Mr. Peck," he said. "I have been
wondering when you would enter my shop. I knew your mother very well, she was
of my most favorite employees."
"Erm," was all Scott could say.
Mr. Ollivander smiled. "Of course, you are here to purchase a
wand," he said before he began browsing the shelves of the shop looking
for the right wand. After he selected one, he took it out of the box and handed
it to Scott. "Here we are, 10 3/4 inches, made of vine wood with a dragon
heartstring core."
Scott took the wand. Before he could do anything else, Ollivander
snatched it out of his hand, shaking his head. He selected another wand and
gave it to Scott. "14 inches, willow, with a unicorn hair core."
Scott had barely laid a finger on the wand when Ollivander shook his head again
and put the wand back. After searching around for a few moments, he found a
third wand. "11 inches, holly, with a phoenix tail core." Scott took
the wand and for a moment, it appeared that it had chosen him; it started
vibrating feebly before stopping. Ollivander took it back, smiling.
"Tricky customer, eh?" he asked chuckling and finding
another wand. "Not to worry, we will find you one."
Ollivander then spent the next several minutes digging around for
another wand that he could test on Scott. Finally, after extracting a box from
deep within one of the shelves, he returned to Scott. He pulled out the wand.
It was blue and had the slightest bend to the left on it. Ollivander considered
it for a moment before handing it over to Scott. "12 inches, made of
alder, and containing a dragon heartstring core." Scott took the wand and
almost instantaneously, he knew that he had found the right wand. Wind seemed
to blow all around him and the wand began vibrating in his hand, not feebly as
the holly wand had, but with energy. Ollivander clapped his hands together and
smiled.
"Oh, well done, Mr. Peck, well done," he exclaimed
excitedly. "You have found your wand, or should I say, you wand has found
you! Now, I just need ten galleons from you and the wand is all yours."
Scott withdrew ten gold galleons from his pocket and handed them
to Ollivander, who took them and put them in a safe that Scott hadn't previously
noticed. Ollivander then bade Scott good day and proceeded back into the depths
of the shop. Scott, with his new wand in hand, departed the shop and continued
shopping for his other necessary supplies for his first year at Hogwarts…
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