[Hogwarts Between] Entering Diagon Alley - Amber

[Kris Kunkel]

On 12/17/07, Tashayar McCarthy <wow_its_tashayar at yahoo.com> wrote:
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> Karen Klutzke <kklutzke at gmail.com> wrote:
> On Dec 17, 2007 7:24 PM, Tashayar McCarthy wrote:
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> > Karen Klutzke wrote:
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> > > > > > Amber jumped up, ready for the wand. "Can I please see a wand, Mr.
> > > > > Olivander, sir?" she said, quickly.
> > > >
> > > > Ollivander blinked owlishly at her enthusiasm. "Of course, my dear
> > > > girl. That is why you are here, is it not? Stand with your arms out
> > > > and I shall measure you."
> > > >
> > > > He snapped his fingers and the measuring tape sprang into
> > > > action--elbow to the tip of her middle finger, shoulder to the floor,
> > > > tip of her nose to her elbow--following her arm--distance from one ear
> > > > to the other over the top of her head, and her inseam.
> > > >
> > > > The older man took the tape after it was finished and studied the
> > > > results. "Hmmmm." He scrunched up his face in thought, took one more
> > > > measurement from her wrist to end of her thumb, and then turned to
> > > > regard his walls of boxes.
> > > >
> > > > Ollivander took out a box and handed Amber the wand inside. "Willow,
> > > > 11 inches, swishy... Try this one, Miss McFuller."
> > > >
> > > > She gripped the wand tightly and, remembering how Kaydn did it, waved
> > the
> > > > wand.
> > > >
> > > Behind Amber, her grandfather held his breath and winced, remembering
> > > the plate glass window Jason had broken with his first ill-fitting
> > > wand.
> >
> > But nothing happened. Not even a spark.
> >
> > Ollivander frowned. He replaced the wand in Amber's grasp with one
> > made from a darker wood. "Walnut, 7 inches, phoenix feather core. Try
> > this one."
> >
> > When Amber twirled the new wand, she was rewarded with faint hissing
> > noise and a small pop. Then nothing.
> >
> > Ollivander frowned again.
> >
> > "Darn," said Amber under her breath, "I liked that one, too..."
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> Several more wands followed one after the other, producing wisps of
> smoke and wan sparks more soft popping noises, but none producing
> results that satisfied the little man. Muttering under his breath,
> Ollivander climbed the precarious stepladder to take down a box from
> the very top shelf.
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> He climbed back down and opened the box slowly, almost reluctantly.
> "Try this one, Miss McFuller. Rosewod, ten-and-one-eighth inches long,
> unicorn hair core."
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> When Amber touched the wand a shock ran through her, like a jolt of
> electricity.
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> Amber threw the wand to the floor. "What was that?!"

Ryan chuckled to Amber's grandfather, softly, "Likely the right one."

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