<BR><BR><B><I>Karen Klutzke <kklutzke@gmail.com></I></B> wrote: <BLOCKQUOTE class=replbq style="PADDING-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: #1010ff 2px solid"> <div>On Dec 17, 2007 7:24 PM, Tashayar McCarthy <WOW_ITS_TASHAYAR@YAHOO.COM>wrote:<BR>><BR>><BR>> Karen Klutzke <KKLUTZKE@GMAIL.COM>wrote:<BR>><BR>><BR>> > > > > Amber jumped up, ready for the wand. "Can I please see a wand, Mr.<BR>> > > > Olivander, sir?" she said, quickly.<BR>> > ><BR>> > > Ollivander blinked owlishly at her enthusiasm. "Of course, my dear<BR>> > > girl. That is why you are here, is it not? Stand with your arms out<BR>> > > and I shall measure you."<BR>> > ><BR>> > > He snapped his fingers and the measuring tape sprang into<BR>> > > action--elbow to the tip of her middle finger, shoulder to the floor,<BR>> > > tip of her nose to her elbow--following her arm--distance from
one ear<BR>> > > to the other over the top of her head, and her inseam.<BR>> > ><BR>> > > The older man took the tape after it was finished and studied the<BR>> > > results. "Hmmmm." He scrunched up his face in thought, took one more<BR>> > > measurement from her wrist to end of her thumb, and then turned to<BR>> > > regard his walls of boxes.<BR>> > ><BR>> > > Ollivander took out a box and handed Amber the wand inside. "Willow,<BR>> > > 11 inches, swishy... Try this one, Miss McFuller."<BR>> > ><BR>> > > She gripped the wand tightly and, remembering how Kaydn did it, waved<BR>> the<BR>> > > wand.<BR>> > ><BR>> > Behind Amber, her grandfather held his breath and winced, remembering<BR>> > the plate glass window Jason had broken with his first ill-fitting<BR>> > wand.<BR>><BR>> But nothing happened. Not even a spark.<BR>><BR>>
Ollivander frowned. He replaced the wand in Amber's grasp with one<BR>> made from a darker wood. "Walnut, 7 inches, phoenix feather core. Try<BR>> this one."<BR>><BR>> When Amber twirled the new wand, she was rewarded with faint hissing<BR>> noise and a small pop. Then nothing.<BR>><BR>> Ollivander frowned again.<BR>><BR>> "Darn," said Amber under her breath, "I liked that one, too..."<BR><BR>Several more wands followed one after the other, producing wisps of<BR>smoke and wan sparks more soft popping noises, but none producing<BR>results that satisfied the little man. Muttering under his breath,<BR>Ollivander climbed the precarious stepladder to take down a box from<BR>the very top shelf.<BR><BR>He climbed back down and opened the box slowly, almost reluctantly.<BR>"Try this one, Miss McFuller. Rosewod, ten-and-one-eighth inches long,<BR>unicorn hair core."<BR><BR>When Amber touched the wand a shock ran through her, like a jolt of
electricity.</div> <div> </div> <div> </div> <div>Amber threw the wand to the floor. "What was that?!"<BR><BR>_______________________________________________<BR>HogwartsBetween mailing list<BR>HogwartsBetween@gamera.cc<BR>http://gamera.cc/mailman/listinfo/hogwartsbetween_gamera.cc<BR></div></BLOCKQUOTE><BR><p> 
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