*Diagon Alley: South Side*
*Emily P.O.V*
Footsteps..Footsteps

Me and Annabelle were walking down, through the streets of Diagon Alley.
"I still need..." I started to say as I was looking down at the list I held in my hand.
"...a wand" I told the woman.
"A wand? Well, you'll want to go to Ollivanders" Annabelle informs me as we stopped walking.
Gesture forward, where a narrow and shabby shop stood.
"Why don't you head on in, there's one more thing I need to get" Annabelle tells me and I nod my head.
The woman start walking away as I turn back around, to look at the door of the shop.
There's peeling gold letters over the door, Ollivanders:Makers of Fine Wands since 382 BC

*Ollivanders*
Door Open..Ring!

I step inside the shop, seeing the place display consisted of a solitary wand with no one about.
The shop tiny, empty; except for a single, spindly chair in the corner of the building.
I see shelves apart shelves of thousands of narrow boxes.
Containing wands which were piled right up to the ceiling of the tiny shop.
The whole place has a thin layer of dust about it, as I went and set down my things on the window sill.
Then I turned around, "Hello?" I call out.

...... ...... ......

"Hello!" I called.

Thunk!

Which made me jumpy a bit, in suprise as...
A ladder appeared, with an old man with pale silvery eyes and white long hair on it.

"Ah"

"I wondered when I'd be seeing you, Miss Potter" said I'm assuming the man himself, Mr Ollivander.
Who's is the owner of the wand shop, as he went and carefully climb down the ladder.
Touching the bottom on the ground, "It's seems only yesterday, that your mother and father were in here buying their first wand" said Mr Ollivander.
As he came over to the desk where I was standing at, holding a black box in his hand.
"Ah. Here we are" the man said as he took off the lid and gets out...a wand out from within the box.
I accepted it as I took the wand out and take a closer look at the object with curiously.

"...."

"Well, give it a wand" Mr Ollivander tells me and I did as he requested.
I waved the wand, crash!
I immediately jumped, as the shelves nearby came crashing down onto the floor.
"I'm sorry" I quickly apologise to the man as I went and put the wand down onto the counter.
I didn't mean to do that, caused those shelves to do that with this wand.
But did know that I could do something like that, but still surprised as it suddenly happened out of nowhere.
I didn't know, for example, that magic was real till the other day.
"That's alright. A lot of wizards and witches don't get the wand on their very first go" the man reassured me.
That I wasn't the only one that had problem with finding their first ever wand...

Time later...

I looked down in disappointment, as I had gone through many and many different wands.
I still couldn't find the wand for me, ring

"Hello Mr Ollivander"

I turned my head, to see that it was a woman that has just entered the shop.
"Hello Arianna. How are you doing?" Mr Ollivander as she came up to the desk.
"I'm good. In Diagon Alley to fix my broom. Unfortunately I damage it, so I needed to get it fix. Along with getting my children their Hogwarts things. Especially my youngest son, it's his first year this year" Arianna explain to the man.
I looked down, noticing right way the broom that the woman was on about.
"I thought I pop in and see how you are" Arianna tells him, checking up on the older man.
"That is very kind of you, Arianna. I am very well, thanks for asking. I have a busy day so far with all the new students getting their first wands" Mr Ollivander tells her.
Then Arianna notices that he wasn't alone, "Oh, sorry"
"I didn't realise you were with a customer" she apologised.
"That's alright. I was just helping Miss Potter to find her wand" Mr Ollivander tells her.
Arianna immediately recognised the last name, "It's nice to finally meet you. My names Arianna, Arianna Dumbledore. I'm a professor, plus Qudditch referee at Hogwarts" the woman introduce herself to me.
As she held out her hand, "Nice to meet you too" I said back and shook it.
"I better get going. Goodbye Mr Ollivander, Miss Potter" said Arianna before she turns and left the shop.

Door Open..Door Close

Once the woman has left my sight, I turned back around.
Only to found that Mr Ollivander wasn't there.
A moment later, the man returns with another black box.
He went and placed it down on the counter, knowing that it would have to try again once more.
Mr Ollivander removed the lid, taking out the wand from within and held it out to me.
So I took the wand off him and then, all of the sudden...the end of the wand glow!
I instantly felt a warm feeling, upon being handed the wand.
A distinct warmth and a sense of collection, as if the wand has chosen me.

*Third Person P.O.V*
Signifying a strong affinity between the wand and Emily.
As a feeling of rightness and belonging, almost like finding a long-lost friend.

*Emily P.O.V*
Then...

...the wand glowing.
"Curious...very curious" said Mr Ollivander.
"Sorry, but what's curious?" I asked, wanting to know what he's thinking as I handed the wand back.
"I remember every wand I've ever sold, Miss Potter. It just so happens that the phoenix, whose tail feather resides in your wand gave one other feather, just one. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar" Mr Ollivander tells me as he pointed to my scar on my head.

"And..."

"...who owned that wand, sir?" I asked, wanting to know who it owns the brother.
"Oh, we do not speak his name" Mr Ollivander replied, like it was forbidden to say this male name.
"The wand chooses the wizard, Miss. Potter. It's not always clear why, but I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you. After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things...terrible, yes, but great" Mr Ollivander tells me.

The man handed me the black box, before he turned and leaves.
I stood there on the spot as I watched the man walk away...

Knock..Knock

I immediately turned around, to see Annabelle standing behind the window, on the outside.
"Emily! Happy birthday!" said the woman and held up...a cage containing a snowy owl inside.

"Wow!"