Elise, who had vehemently insisted on getting her first wand by herself (much to her parents’ chagrin/disappointment/amusement), made her way into Ollivander’s and was delighted to see that she wasn’t going to have to wait long before she was assisted in buying her wand. She half-strolled, half-skipped over to the counter and grinned broadly. “I’m here for a wand!” she announced happily. “Let’s see which one of these beauties is going to choose me, shall we?”

A moment later, she was giggling as a tape measure began flying around, measuring arm length, height, and even head width. After a long moment, it finally stopped. Now, thought Elise, Now comes the fun part.