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Post by Nick Wade on Jun 26, 2006 9:06:13 GMT -5
A teenage boy walked up the steps of Ollivanders. He was running from a few angry merchants who he had obviously been thinking that he was the theif who stole the apples on the table . Nick tried to explain to them that he didnt need any apples because he could buy some anytime , but they insisted they cut off one of his fingers for payment.He ran as fast as he could into the wand shop with his owl flying by his ears . When he entered the shop he put the bird on his shoulder and walked up to Ollivander confidently an asked very politelty " Could I have a wand sir ? I need one if im going to hoqwarts . " He smiled . He pulled out his old wand which had owl and wolf bite marks and was about to break in half if it wasn't for the white scotch tape even so it was sputtering red sparks that if a type of fire would set if the sparks flew wildly . Nick squeezed his hand tightly on the tip of his old wand where the red sparks flew out. The pain was stinging , but he didn't want Ollivander's shop to get on fire.His hand started to feel white hot . He put the wand back in its pouch that was unflammable.He explained all the abuse to the wand was " MY owl had a teething problem...." and so on " The wolves i ran into decided that I would do better without it.' and even " The sparks are from a spell that backfired and when it back fired it almost snapped.... ' he hoped the excuses would be enough.
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Post by Albus Dumbledore on Jun 28, 2006 15:14:40 GMT -5
Mr. Ollivander smiled as the girl left and put the money she gave him in his cash register as soon as another boy walked in the store. He seemed to be gripping his destroyed wand in a funny way and began rambling off excuses as to why it looked that way and why it was shooting sparks. Mr. Ollivander held up his hands to let the boy know he could stop.
"Just break the wand in half, son. That'll stop the sparks. And you definitely need a new wand, I'll go get one from the back," Ollivander told the new customer.
Once again he returned to the dusty wand shelves and started to search for a suitable wand. He finally found the wand he was looking for and took it out of its long black box to give to the boy.
"Here," he said as he handed it to the boy. "This is a griffin feather, walnut, 9 inches. Very nice. Try it out! Oh, and throw that other one away in the trash, to your left. No--your left. Other left!"
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Post by Nick Wade on Jun 28, 2006 18:20:35 GMT -5
Nick snapped the wand in half as he took it out of the pouch . He smiled as the he gently took the wand from Mr.Ollivander. He dropped the broken wand in trash . He smiled as he yelled with enthusiasm . " Locomotor Mortis ! " suddenly a wallet full of 50 galleons was transferred to Mr. Ollivanders hand . " I'd like this one sir . " He said as he left the shop .
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Post by Leon R'varsheart on Jul 6, 2006 22:32:22 GMT -5
Leon strode slowly up the steps to Ollivander's. The young wizard smiled slightly under his black scarf. How he remembered, so long ago, when his father came with him when he was a first year, to buy him his first wand. He shook his head, black hair waving around. That was such a long time ago. And now, here he was, a seventh year, and maybe even a teacher too, about to yet again, let a wand choose him. He looked curiously at the boy that left. "Another to Hogwarts, eh?" he said quietly to himself. He stopped at the door, and, after another smile, opened the door.
"Hello, Mr. Ollivander", he said, looking at the wand maker. "Remember me? It's Leon. Ah, I'd like a new wand..." he held up his old one a bit ruefully. It was scorched and badly burned, but was also snapped in half. "Quite a violent duel, you see. But...ah well. Anyways, could you get me a new one please? If possible, one that's made from maple, but only if you can, mind." Leon was always unfailingly polite to everyone, except those he loathed. There weren't a lot of those people. Except Slytherins.
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Post by Albus Dumbledore on Jul 7, 2006 15:59:57 GMT -5
Ollivander smiled gently as Leon reintroduced himself.
"Of course I remember you Leon, I remember every customer and every wand I've ever sold. My, how you've grown. So you want maple, you say? I'll see if I can find something suitable. I'll be right back," he said to the young man.
The old man walked to the back of his shop and began searching through wand boxes. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a box on the top shelf that he knew contained the wand that would be perfect for Leon. Ollivander reached up to grab the box, and when he brought it back down he felt a stab of pain in his back.
My, I've grown as well..., he thought to himself. He straightened himself out (with much wincing) and returned to Leon with his wand.
"Here you go, it's hippogriff feather, maple, 10 inches. Try not to get in another duel now, alright?"
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Post by Leon R'varsheart on Jul 7, 2006 16:38:31 GMT -5
Leon smiled as he curled his fingers around the wand. "That might be a bit hard, but of course", he replied, grinning slightly under his scarf as he handed fifty galleons to Ollivander. Whipping the wand at an abandoned corner of the store, he said, "Stupefy!" A bright beam of light streaked towards his target. He smiled again, satisfied. With a wave to the shopkeeper, he went on his way. This would be an excellent school year. And with as a teacher as well!
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Post by Gavin Cortona on Apr 16, 2007 17:01:08 GMT -5
Leaping into the store to escape a blonde boy in black robes with green trimming (OOC: descendant of Draco Malfoy) that had been speeding after him with his wand raised, Gavin quickly spots an odd looking, jolly old man in front of thousands of rectangular boxes and skitters behind 2 seats. "It's okay little fellow, come on out." The man offers in a soft, sweet voice. "Now what have we here. You like like you were trampled by centaurs!" Squeaks the man as Gavin sneaks out. Swiftly translating his english, Gavin shrieks in disgust and begins to babble vigorous centaur.
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Post by Wiley Gabriel Bat-Blood on Apr 22, 2007 11:58:59 GMT -5
Gradually striding down Diagonal Alley, Wiley noticed an odd boy in Ollivander's briskly speaking toward the shop keeper, almost in anger. Wiley quickly entered the store, realized the boy was speaking centaur, and quickly cut him short with more centaur. "Bonjaur petil cemarede. Qual semple êsren leh proplème?(Hello little fellow. What seems to be the problem?)"Wiley began with a kind tone in his voice. (OOC: I am Gavin so I'm going to say something for him. Hope it's OK.) "Ilg ah insolté das centaures, y compras man frèra! Ilg ah dit quell jen ressamble aux centaures m'oi piétilé!(He insulted centaurs, including my brother! He said I look like centaurs trampled me!)"Screeched Gavin. After assuring Gavin, Wiley turned to Ollivander and explained, "Apparently, he is offended by your centaur comment. He told me his brother was a centaur. If you don't mind, I'll tell him your sorry."Wiley offered, proceeding with the apology without waiting for an answer from Ollivander. "Ollivander esna traès désalé. Ilg n'ah voulau diren aucene animasité verz tai.(Ollivander is very sorry. He did not mean any animosity toward you.)" "Ohk."Gavin responded. Gavin, feeling better, sat down on a chair as Wiley went on with his business. "Anyway, Ollivander, just came by to say hello. Lucky me, my wand is in perfect shape... I remember coming in here for it like it was yesterday... Yew and Hippogriff feather, 14 inches, stiff but wild; it was hard to grasp for to this day I still don't know how I could hold it. It seemed impossible by how you described it, but you still let me have a go. Those were the days... Anyway Ollivander, I'll see you later. I'm hoping to get the Astronomy teaching job at Hogwarts; I've been preparing since we got the news that Professor Cole was retiring from the department at the end of my 7th year. Before he left, he told me I was his favorite pupil, and that he thinks I'm going to get the job. I hope he didn't retire for me, though. So I'll be seeing you, eh Ollivander? Ollivander? Don't fall asleep on me!"Wiley finished, turning his head toward Ollivander to see if he indeed was sleeping.
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Post by merrilyn on Apr 27, 2007 17:06:25 GMT -5
Hey I would love a wand <333 ;D
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Post by merrilyn on Apr 27, 2007 17:12:47 GMT -5
(o it's stories is it..... haha) Merrilyn ran excitedly up to the door of the little wand shop called Ollivander's Wand Shop and skipped through the door. She looked around and saw no one at first, but then a voice behind her said "Hello, can I help you?" she jumped three feet in the air and turned around to see a man with crazy white hair that she knew to be Mr. Ollivander himself. "Hello," she replied back, "I'd like to get my very first wand for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, ol' chap. Do you think you could help me out??" Mr.Ollivanders smiled humorously and looked at her with his shiney moon-like eyes unblinkingly and she thought he heared him snicker slightly.
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Post by Blake Jeter on Sept 10, 2007 16:32:56 GMT -5
First off, I don't have any galleons, and don't know how to get them..?
Blake has always loved Harry Potter and would want one just like his he says, despite knowing that the wand picks the wizard. Blake blantly doesn't know any thing about wands, but is calm and charasmatic in the prosess of buying one.
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Post by hollyblack8o77 on Oct 4, 2007 6:56:09 GMT -5
Holly pushed the old door forward and walked into the wandshop; the tiny bell dangling above greeted her with a soft chime. "Hullo?" she said, approaching the front desk as she took in the shop.
A head suddenly peeped out from behind one of the many shelves, and soon an old man with gray hair stood before her. He quirked a knowing smile. "Miss Black at last!" ...
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Post by andrian on Oct 4, 2007 21:22:26 GMT -5
Andrian walked into the shop and when up to the beanch "Erm Excuse me" Andrian said "Sir" he added "Could i buy a wand please?" Andrian said exhausted from carrying his book
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moon
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Post by moon on Nov 25, 2007 10:34:26 GMT -5
*note: i dont know how to get galleons okay? Moon was speeding toward ollivander's. She wished she kept her wand home when she went bungee jumping but too late her wand was in the bottom of the deep cold sea.She shivered. Moon walked into Ollivander's and said "hello Mr. Ollivander. Can i please have a new wand?" Moon leaned against the wall and started thinking about what new pet she should get.
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