Mr. Ollivander shook his head. 

"Now don't give up. All these wands can be fixed easily. You just haven't found one that can Chanel your magic yet maybe becouse it is still growing and getting stronger after a few seasons you will be used to it." 

Amelia nodded although she didn't think she would ever get used to her magic. She should have started showing signs much younger but they have only been showing for just over a year and they were small signs nothing big. She wondered if she could even do magic.

After a few more failed attempts Mr. Ollivander was once again digging through more wands well Hagrid had fallen asleep in his chair. 

"This is one of the strongest wands I got. Eellven inches unicron hair made with pinewood from an old forgotten forest over one hundred years old made by my grandfather. Always said to me that only a very powerful witch or wizard was going to be able to carry this wand and to keep it safe. Give it a try."

Amelia gently took the wand in her hand. She didn't want to break this wand if it was as old as he said and made by his grandfather no less. But something about this wand was different it felt right in her hand strong sturdy not as breakable and fragile as the others held felt. She took a deep breath and flicked the wand. A bright light showed from the end blinding her and Mr. Ollivander the light was so bright that Hagrid had awoken and fell out of his chair. Amelia dropped the wand and the light slowly dimped away. A smile from on her face. 

"I am a real witch!"

Hagrid chuckled as he stood up. "That you are." Mr. Ollivander smiled down at Amelia. He couldn't believe that this small child was the powerful witch or wizard his grandfather had told him about. 

"Well it seems we have found you your wand I will go get it case and be right back." Mr. Ollivander picked up the wand off the floor and left to go to the back room. A few moments later he came back carrying a case made out of black cherry wood with carvings of ravens on it and a red bow on top.

"This is your wand. Only three Galleons." Amelia reached into her never-filling bag and pulled out a bunch of money, and handed Mr. Ollivander Galleons. 

"Thank you and here is your wand." He gently handed her the case which she ran her thumb over. "Thank you I will cherish it." Mr. Ollivander smiled down at the girl. 

"Come on Amelia time to ge!"