Alex was so busy browsing through the shelves that she jumped when Taylor rang the bell on the desk. The sound of falling boxes came from the back of the shop. But Taylor thought Alex had knocked something over.
“It wasn’t me!” said Alex as she received a glare from Taylor.
A white haired wizard came running up to the desk and smiled when he saw the visitors. “Dumbledore told me I would be seeing you two.” He walked over to a shelf and started looking around. “He told me that Both of you are Muggle-born.” Finding what he wanted, he pulled a box from the shelf. He opened it and handed the wand to Alex. “Well, go ahead, give it a wave!” he said.
And so she did. Unfortunately four boys came walking in at that point. The one in front jumped backward, running into his three friends, as his bottle of butterbeer exploded. One boy started laughing so hard his glasses nearly fell off. Another, the smallest of the four, burst into squeaky hysterics. The third doubled over as a bark-like laugh erupted from him.
“Evidently not.” said Mr. Ollivander as he took the wand from Alex.
“Talk about bad timing, Remus.” said one of the boys after he’d quit laughing and his glasses were back in place..
“Try this one.” said Mr. Ollivander. Alex gave it a wave, Taylor and three of the boys remembered to duck. The fourth, the smallest of them, was thrown to the ground. “No! Let’s try another one!” carefully Mr. Ollivander got out another wand while the boys helped up their fallen friend, and tried not to laugh. This time all four boys ducked when Alex was given another wand to try. Unfortunately, Taylor was still laughing and she didn’t have time to duck before her blonde hair was turned auburn.
Now Alex was laughing. “Well…you always wanted red hair.” she said between fits of giggles. She tried another wand, this time it wasn’t pointed at any people. But the desk was cleaner than anyone had ever seen, as everything on top of it was thrown off.
Luckily, Alex didn’t destroy anything else, the next wand was the one she would be purchasing. “Ah!” said Mr. Ollivander with a smile on his face. “Willow with unicorn hair, eleven and a half inches!” Then he turned to Taylor. “And now, it’s your turn.” The four boys all groaned at once.
It was some time before Taylor found her wand. By time she was done the shelves were empty, a vase was broken, one of the boys (Sirius by name) had shorter hair than he had started with, and Alex’s hair turned pink (which was promptly fixed). “Good.” said Mr. Ollivander when Taylor didn’t get a bad reaction from her wand. “Cedar with phoenix feather, thirteen inches.” Then Mr. Ollivander turned to the four boys. “And what do you boys need?”
Sirius cleared his throat before answering. “James, here,” he motioned to the boy in glasses. “Broke his wand and needed a new one.”
Alex smiled and Taylor tried not to laugh. They paid for their wands and Taylor proceeded to drag Alex out of the store. “What are you doing?” asked Alex when they got outside. “Those were the marauders!”
“No, really?” Taylor said sarcastically with one eyebrow raised. “I had to get you out of there, before you started saying their names and talking to them like you knew them.”
Alex shrugged. “So?”
“They don’t know you. How awkward would that be?”
Alex thought for a moment. “Oh.”