Chapter 2 - The survivors wand

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James woke up, to his surprise, the boy he bumped into held a hand out to him and he accepted it and he helped James to his feet.

"Wow, thanks mate! I didn't think you'd help me out." James said in a jokingly but happy tone.

"It's no problem, i'm not selfish, i thought you would have gotten trampled by the others if i didnt stay by your side."

"Well, i'm sorry i bumped into you in the first place! Say, you got a name mystery boy?"

James did expect him to at least say his name! but the boy just laughed, " I guess i can tell you but i gotta get back to shopping, see you at the train, clumsy."

Just like that, the boy ran off into the crowds of people, James decided to go back to shopping as well, and lastly, well second to last, he was finally able to reach Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions.

He walked into the shop still amazed at everything as he heard a yell from maybe across the room?

He was a little irritated as she started sticking pins into the robe to get the measurements but he knew he shouldn't. As he walked out of the shop with some brand new robes he got back to his dad.

"Got everything kiddo?"

"Not everything.. i wanted to ask if you can come with me to get the last one here.."

James handed his father the list as the only thing left without being crossed out was a wand,

"Well then" His father understanding, " I guess we should get it then, but i want you to go inside there by yourself as i wait outside, if it's okay with you." James met his fathers eyes.

"I, uhm .. I think i want to go in by myself."

He knew he'd regret those words but, he already found himself walking inside the door.
The feeling inside Ollivanders was, how he felt it was, a bit too quiet and slightly felt the air get thick, but he admired the feeling of the inside, sure, the feeling that some of these wands might fall out any second was scary.

"Hello there." He jumped slightly as he met eyes with the man, his voice seeming stern bur pleasant, but it was the weird questioning feeling around him that he felt strange.

"Hello there Mr.Ollivander." he addressed like he already knew him.

He tried to meet eyes with the man but failed as he approached him with a slim but long box and opened it " Try and give this wand a go..".
The wand was 9 and 3 inches , the wand core being off a dragon heartstring and the wand wood was Blackthorn.

James gave it a swish before it shot out a yellow beam before it exploded on impact as the old man took it away, " Maybe not that, try this."..

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After a few more wands James was ready to bail but was given another. "Perhaps this wand will suit you".

As he opened it he felt like this one was different then the rest , sure the others may have caused some destruction but this one will be different! He held the wand as he looked at it closely as the wand lit up, finally! He thought , he felt proud about this achievement.

" Funny, that wand is quite a tricky one, the wood of this wand is Fir wood. My august grandfather, Gerbold Octavius Ollivander, always called wands of this wood 'the survivor's wand', because he had sold it to three wizards who subsequently passed through mortal peril unscathed. This wand is 10" and the wand core of this is unicorn hair."

He paid for his wand and walked out , his father waiting for him as they go, James felt accomplished but was weirded out by the nickname of his wands wood " The survivors wand" but he didn't feel like asking anymore questions when they were walking in the station . He suddenly thought of the boy he met earlier thinking if he might introduce himself properly when their on the platform or on the train, he felt that if his father and mother were happy and enjoyed there time in hogwarts then he should too, afterall.

"Hogwarts is gonna be great, i promise you" his father reassured James when they were infront of the entrance to the platform 9 and ¾
He zoned out before looking at the wall,
"Lets go together through the wall together since this is the first time, come on buddy hold my hand" his father holding his sons hand ' for me its better to go through running' his dad whispered then winked.

When they got through James was amazed he was speechless at this point, this was magic. His enjoyment did end quickly when there were alot of people on the platform, he got
excited.

"If this is how many people there are in hogwarts i might just stay here forever! I can make alot of new friends! Or possibly the most successful student in the entire year!" He said sarcastically ending his words with a grin on his face, his father laughed with delight seeing his son adjust quickly..

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