Date: 20th of August, 2023
Aston was walking around diagon alley with his father, the two of them have been here since late morning to get his school supplies after much delay. "So we've got your books and the uniform, we just got the Cauldron stuff from that shop we were just in, what's left? You still have the list right?" Aston father, Aaron said as they walked down, past all the shops. "Yeah I got it, don't worry. I think we only have the wand left to get, it says there's a wandmaker here in a shop called Ollivanders. Aston replied quite lazily as he looked down at the list, failing to notice what his father has. "Like that one?" Aaron grabbed the back of Aston's top to stop him from accidentally walking away from him. "I mean it looks about right, you know as much as I do, let's uh, go in there I guess." And thus they walked in the wandmaker's store, Ollivanders.

The first thing Aston noticed when he walked into the shop was the atmosphere of it, the shop felt old, with lots of history. The next thing he noticed was the lack of a person at the counter, Aston's dad stayed by the door while Aston walked closer to the counter, "Um, is anyone here?" He lightly yelled towards the back of the shop, We can't be in the wrong place right? The door was open and the boxes on the shelves are obviously for wands. Aston thought, the sound of a man's footsteps caught his attention, It must be the wandmaker here, most likely the Mr. Ollivander. He was able to make some first impressions of the man as he walked into Aston's view, for one he looked old, but that's probably an ideal trait in a wandmaker. "Hello, my name's Aston, I going to be a Hogwarts student and I'm here to get my wand." Aston said towards the man. "Mr. Beckett, a new face in the city, I hope you've been enjoying your time here. " What Mr. Ollivander said surprised Aston, he didn't expect someone he's never meet before to know his name and history. "Wait how did you know my name?" The confused Aston said as Mr. Ollivander rummaged though the shelves of wands, in between his muttering of rejection about the wands, He answered "Word travels fast Mr. Beckett, now onto the wands, " Mr. Ollivander said as he pulled out a box and opened it's lid to reveal the wand inside. "24.9 centimeter hornbeam wood and dragon heart string, pliable, particularly effective for transfiguration, but a bit less for charms. I think this wand will work well with you. " Aston picked it up, not too sure how to hold it, and gave it an experimental wave. The wand glowed happily, signifying it's choice. After paying for it and waving goodbye to Mr. Ollivander, Aston and his father went back on their merry way. "So, how did the wand feel?" Asked Aaron to his son, who was walking cheerfully by his side. "Good I suppose? It certainly felt a bit weird, my guns back home feels far more natural when I wield them. Though I guess I will get used to it over time." "Makes sense, these things also take getting used to, so, wanna get ice cream before we go home?" Aaron said with a grin, he always enjoy more time to spend with his child, especially right before he leaves to go to a new school. "Yes! definitely! You do know where to go right?" Aston asked his dad, before the both of them slowly walked down the alley, they'll figure out where to go from here.