19. Wand Eleven year old Sirius Black waltzed into Ollivander’s with his head held high and an air of… well trouble about him. Approaching the counter he cleared his throat and said, “Hey. I am here for my first wand.” Rude little thing he was.
Mr. Ollivander turned from his work and looked down at the boy. Without a word he left for the back of the room and came back with a box. “I think it is the one for you. 13” Birch, Dragon Heartstring, very sturdy"
Sirius picked up it up and instantly he knew. Dragon Heartstring, manly yet tender.
Last edited by Erindipity; 06-16-2010 at 04:46 AM.
|