A Wand

The bell rang as they opened the door. The shop was empty, and there was nobody at the counter. Will looked at all the boxes of wands in the shop with curiosity. One of these could very well become his, after all. He peeked from the counter to look forward and see who was there in the shop, through the long line of boxes. He saw another bell on the counter, and he pressed on it.

"Ding"

An old man, laden with grey hair and wrinkles all over his hair, just popped by riding a ladder through the shelves.

"Ah! The Monroes. It seems that Daphne and Raphael are here as well. Such a surprise. It seems like only yesterday when you were getting your first wands.", Ollivander said.

"Well, isn't that his classic dialogue? Remembering every wand that was ever sold.", Will thought to himself.

"Well, Ollivander, I will leave this boy in your care. Let's just hope that it won't take a long time to find his wand. We will be leaving, as we have some other things to do. We will come back after half an hour, so let us just hope that all of this is done by then.", Raphael said, while handing a pouch to Will.

"Ok then. So, why don't we try your father's wand first? A qilin's scale, merged into redwood. I think this would be quite suitable for a Monroe.", Ollivander said, with a quite energetic voice for a person his age. He took out a box from the shelves, and gave the wand inside to Will.

"Well then, give it a swing, will you?", Ollivander said. Complying with his words, Will gave the wand a swing. But, nothing happened at all.

"Looks like this is not the right fit. Should we try your mother's wand? A phoenix feather tail with poplar. This might suit you better.", Ollivander said taking out another box and handing the wand to Will. The moment that Will held that wand, he knew that he liked it. He felt as if he had become the king of the world, and that he became more powerful.

"Well, we are lucky indeed. We have gotten the right wand in just two tries. How fortunate! So then, shall we proceed to billing?", Ollivander said, as he tidied up everything at the counter.

"Yes, we shall. How much has it all come to?", Will asked.

"Well, this wand is quite the rarity. Made with phoenix tail feathers, it is one of the more powerful ones, dear William. I take pride in creating such a wand, as I know it is meant for greatness. This wand, however, is not cheap, coming in at ten galleons."

"You underestimate the Monroe name, Ollivander. Ten Galleons is not going to stop me from getting the wand that I know is mine.", Will said, laughing, and he paid the man with money from the pouch that Raphael threw at him at the beginning, before leaving.

"Now, I am in deep trouble indeed. What the hell will I do for the next fifteen minutes? Why was father so sure that it would take me a very long time to get a wand?", Will wondered as he started strolling around Diagon Alley.

He looked at shops that were interesting him, when he stopped in front of one that did. Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. He went inside to get some ice cream, a rare delicacy in his own house because his grandfather forbade everything fun and nice.

He sat in one of the tables and took a menu. A waitress came up to him, and asked him, "Dear. What are you doing here all alone? Where are your parents?"

"My parents had some work to do, so they left me here. Now then, I have to pass some time, so can I please have chocolate ice cream, served in a cone, not a bowl?", Will asked.

"Do you have the money?", the waitress asked, her tone turning rude.

Will flicked a galleon at her. "Do give me the change.", he said. The waitress looked at the galleon with sparkling eyes, as she rushed back and got him his ice cream. He also got a lot of coins as change, which Will stuffed in his other pocket. We'd never know when it could be useful. He started eating his ice cream, and waiting out the time. After he was done, he went back to Ollivanders, and sat at a bench next to the entrance.

Soon enough, his parents did indeed come back.

"Sorry it took so long. Now, did you get yourself a wand?", Daphne asked him.

"Yes mother.", Will said, cheerfully.

"Well then. The work is done. We must go home. Come on then, it is getting a bit late, and I don't want to miss all the cabs there are.", Raphael said, as he led the way.