Sara was very excited at Diagon Alley. The first shop she wanted to go to was 'Ollivanders Wand Shop'. The shop sounded very exciting. She walked through the door. It was quite a small shop, wand boxes stacked on cupboards, a light above your head and a hidden room in the shadows.
She walked over to the counter, interested. Sara saw a little bell on the counter. She picked it up and rang it.
Sara heard a voice saying:
"Here we go again." He mumbled. Sara knew it was Mr Ollivander. Mr Ollivander looked like a nice, old man, with a short grey beard and silvery, pale eyes. He looked quite tall for an old man and was looked kindly at her.
"Hello?" Sara asked, politely. "I am looking for a wand." Mr Ollivander smiled down at her.
"So it is, a small, little 1st year." Mr Ollivander said, walking towards her. He walked to a pile of wand boxes. "No won't do... no, no, definitely not..... aahhhhh." It was a green box with the words: Dragon Heartstring, 5 and a half inches. Sara picked it up and said the spell 'Wingardium Leviosa'. Nothing came out or flew up. She tried another one, unicorn hair, no, nothing came out, again. She tried a dragon heartstring wand, nothing came out. Finally, she got her wand, 31,1 cm cherry wood and phoenix feather. It felt perfect and shone out a blue spark.
"Well done Sara, well done!" Mr Ollivander cried.
Sara said, "Thank you, Mr Ollivander." And walked out of the magic shop, she was now off to Flourish and Blotts.

Her wand felt perfect,
she felt the gleam,
Sara checked,
but was it a dream?