Post by joewinnard on Apr 7, 2010 18:47:21 GMT -5
As Joe strolled proudly yet carefully down Diagon Alley, he remembered he had to get the single most important tool a wizard can have, his wand. His eyes scanned down the street seeing such delightful shops such as Flourish and Blotts, Madam Malkins and Florean Fortescues Ice cream parlour. His eyes finally caught sight of his most anticipated shop...Ollivanders.
Joe stood in pure awe of the shop, the single wand on an aged purple cushion and a decayed yet elegant gold writing above the door" Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C".
He slowly pushed the door open and was greeted kindly my Mr Ollivander, he could tell this was going to be something special and rare.
"16,11,9,2" Joe gently said to the wizened man awaiting what Mr Ollivander would reply.
Joe stood in pure awe of the shop, the single wand on an aged purple cushion and a decayed yet elegant gold writing above the door" Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C".
He slowly pushed the door open and was greeted kindly my Mr Ollivander, he could tell this was going to be something special and rare.
"16,11,9,2" Joe gently said to the wizened man awaiting what Mr Ollivander would reply.