Chapter 4: The Wand Chose Me?

It is a few hours later from my 'performance' in Flourish and Blotts. During the few hours, my father, Remus and I had brought almost all our equipment for school. We had to just get a wand and a pet if we wanted and I was considering on getting one although Remus had immediately said no due to his lycanthropy.We were currently exiting Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions after picking up our new Hogwarts uniforms. An uncomfortable silence was placed over us which I didn't mind because my mind was asking itself 'which pet should I take to Hogwarts?' We stopped outside Magical Menagerie with parcels under our arms and neutral look upon our faces."So... does either of you want a pet to accompany you at Hogwarts?" my father asks and from his tone, I knew he was trying to lighten the mood. Remus shook his head straight away and all eyes turned to me."Yeah... I'm probably going to get a cat. I don't feel like getting a toad or owl so lets head to Magical Menagerie". I adjusted the parcels under my arm as Lyall and Remus walk further up the cobbled road. In the window was a variety of different cages with many species of cat, toad and rat inside. In the background you could see pets running around the shop, and to be honest it looked hectic in their. But we went in there none the less.Inside we had to step out of the way continuously because of the pets running loose. A couple of toads watched us from their tanks and before I knew it, a flash of white, black and brown was jumping up my leg. I couldn't help but let out a gasp in shock. The cat's nose sniffed at my hand when I realized it wasn't a cat at all. It was a kneazle...Its amber eyes stood out from it's fur which was different colours in different patches. When it purred it sounded calm and when it meowed it was like a melody. Other witches and wizards in the area stopped to watch the scene just like in Flourish and Blotts. Beside me, Remus and Lyall watched with their eyes wide. Although my father was a magizoologist, he had never come across a Kneazle, especially one which picked it's owners. When I turned my face to look at them, they looked as surprised as I did. But it wasn't long before someone came looking for the pet.A woman with long blond hair ran towards us but skidded to a halt when she saw the kneazle on my leg. She looked as surprised as I did. She smiled at me sweetly and soon enough the shop assistant takes a step forward and motions to the kneazle."It looks as if the kneazle has chosen you to be it's master. Please feel more than welcome to take it, free of charge." Once the woman had said this we were more surprised than ever. It had to be some sort of dream. They were just going to give me a kneazle for free to me!"Thanks" my father said, reeling me out of my thoughts. Around us I can hear whispers. Some nicknaming me the Second Scamander after the author of Fantastic Beasts while others were just watching awestruck. Remus takes my arm and leads it out of the shop a cage in his other hand. The warm breeze of the summer day hits my face and the kneazle leaps from my arms and begins to run circles around us."Well what are you going to call him?" came my father's voice behind me and I just smile and look back towards the kneazle. "Lynx..."* * * Later that evening all of our parcels were waiting in the Leaky Cauldron (including Lynx who was playing when we left the pub). Lyall, Remus and I were walking down the now empty cobbled street, heading to Olivanders. My twin and I were talking excitedly about getting our first wand and learning Hogwarts while our father lead the way in silence. On our right, we enter a small, dark shop with boxes lining the walls. I stand at the desk with Remus beside me, many rolls of parchment scattered the desk and in the distance, a white haired man approaches us."Ah, if it isn't the Lupins" Mr. Olivander smiles warmly before muttering something, his eyes set on me. I gulp, my father glares at the wand maker and I feel Remus eyes on me. "Anyway... I am guessing you are both here in search of your first wand?" He continued and I nodded. He pulls two boxes off the nearest shelf and opens them up. He hands one to me and my twin instructing us to wave them. I wave the wand and a nearby flower pot smashed, while behind me books flew off a shelf."No, no! Definitely not! Lets try another" Mr. Olivander exclaims taking the wands from our hands instantly. He hands us another two and Remus' started to lift books back up onto the shelf neatly while mine begins throwing them back off. My father, Remus and I all laugh but Mr. Olivander didn't as he began picking off more boxes of the shelves. He places them on a nearby table and looks towards my twin."Well, it looks as if that wand chooses you. Lets see, pliable, 10 1/4 inches long, cypress ad it's core is a unicorn hair. I hope it serves you well." Then the wand maker turned to me and plucks the wand from my grasp. "This one doesn't decide to choose you either maybe we should try another" he says and I nod.A few moments later, I had tried about twelve more different wands and none chose me. I was starting to doubt I was actually a witch. "I am sorry dear, maybe we should take a break" Mr. Olivander smiles sadly and walks over to my father and I decided to take a walk around the shop.All the walls behind the desk were lined with shelves which were all filled with either rolls of parchment or wands although the sat rather untidily on each shelf. On the side of each box, was parchment which read the core, length and the wood. I continue walking past the many shelves trying to find get away when I noticed something caught my eye. On a cushion lied a small wand with a lumpy bottom and a lighter wood was shaped like flames above it. The top half of the wand was curved and around the whole wand was many wooden leaves which stuck out. On a piece of parchment beside it, it read:This wand was wielded by an extraordinary witch many years ago. The kelpie tail core is from the first kelpie to ever live and power still flows freely through it.But who's wand is it? And how long ago was this last wielded? Would Mr. Olivander be mad if I was just to have a closer look at it? I run my index finger over it and a powerful feeling went through me. I pick the wand up carefully from the pillow and everything around me began to shift. The parchment and wand boxes were all stacking themselves up neatly, the shelves all had a new coat of paint and the lights were no longer dim but they pulsed brightly. A scurrying of footsteps is heard behind me and I turn to see my father, Remus and Mr. Olivander watching me."I-i am sorry Mr. O-olivander I-i was j-just-" I stutter trying to place the wand back on the pillow but he interrupts me and blocks me."No dear child. I understand you were just curious, and what have you got to be sorry for anyway. The wand chose you! You were it's heir and you have every right to take this wand as your own" Mr. Olivander grins brightly and offers to hold the wand. I nod and hand it over to him. "Let's see now 9 1/2 inches, a mixture of larch and cherry woods, pliable and a-""A kelpie hair as the core, that's what the parchment said. But sir, who's wand was this?" I ask taking the wand back and twisting it between my fingers."I don't know..." Mr. Olivander admitted, a curious look in his eyes. "When I retrieved this wand years ago from a wand maker in his will, that piece of parchment came too. All I know is that the wand was last used many centuries ago by a famous witch and she may of had some sort of power although no one knew what... I have searched many books and asked many people, but the mystery has never been solved. However I can guess that the last part 'power still flows freely through it' is because it was waiting for it's next heir. I think that this wand has been handed down in a family and maybe they all died out so the wand chose a new heir and that... is you..."Mr. Olivander swept away, leaving me holding the wand in my hands and Remus and Lyall watching me intently. I follow the wand maker, avoiding their eyes and purchase the wand. Surprisingly, Mr. Olivander let me pay the same amount as every other wand in the shop although it was a famous wand. Remus also brought his before we all walked back up the street in silence.* * *"Are you alright there Meadow? You've been awfully quiet..."I look up to see too pairs of chocolate brown eyes watching me. We were currently sitting in the almost empty Leaky Cauldron with bowls of soup, which was cooked up for dinner, in front of us. At one end of the table, many parcels sat which inside was books, wands, robes and many other equipment, while at the other end we were eating. Lynx ran around in circles around our table while Remus and Lyall chatted. I didn't feel like joining in as the events from Olivander's played on my mind. I could still feel the wand of a the famous witch in my hand although it was a spoon and the design engraved into the bottom was burnt into my eyes."Nothing... I was just thinking about going to Hogwarts..." I lied, hoping to not bring up my wand and it's mysteries."We know your lying" Remus said before his lips turned into a grin. "Your either thinking about what happened in Olivanders, or some certain ginger twins whose lasts names are something like... Prewett.""Remus... they are just my friends, and anyway we only met today! They offered to help me find a book and in return I helped them look for another and I told them were Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them was. There is nothing going on!" My father chuckles lightly while my Remus raises his eye brows, smirking and I just shake my head."You must be talking about Molly's little brothers... I wouldn't mind you being with one of them..." Lyall teases me and as I shout 'dad' at him, a green flame erupts in the fireplace and a women steps out. Tom the in keeper calls her over and they talk for a while (Remus, my father and I all watched her movements) until she turns and sees us."Oh thank god you are alright" my mother smiles, her dirty blond hair was pulled into a bun and her green eyes landed on my father. "Lyall! Thank god your alright! What are you doing here?" she shouts wrapping him in a hug which he returns. Lynx jumps into my lap and meows, my mother turns round and smiles.Lyall whispers something about explaining later and they turn to Lynx who meows louder. Hope casts me a questioning look, hoping for an explanation which I deliver. "Mum this is Lynx, my new pet Kneazle. I brought her for some company at Hogwarts, and I hope you don't mind that she is staying at home with us during the holidays." She smiles warmly and strokes her soft head. To her delight, Lynx rubs her fur lovingly against my mothers arm. We all smile at the sight, eating more of the food Tom provided and my mother sits beside my father. She begins asking about our day was and if we were ready to got to Hogwarts, thankfully missing the scene in Olivanders.