Phoenix feather and chestnut wood. This is what she found for herself among rows and rows of dusty shelves. Today along with many other students the most important foray into the wizardly world was taken. This was the key to her new world. This was now the most important thing she owned. She took a couple of tries to get to her correct one but she was assured it wasn't too many.

With this little piece of wood she can conquers the world. Or at least that's what it feels like currently as she exits the shop. She imagines that every witch or wizard feels in a similar manner the first time they purchase a wand. With this wand at some point she will be able to call objects her way or transform one thing into another. Maybe she may even be able to cast a patronus some day.

She could not stop running her fingers over the brittle wood. It was a deep brown and beautiful color. Fiona ran back to show off her want to her family and told them all about the lore she was told about her wand and how excited she was to finally get a chance to cast with it.