<sub>Since getting her letter, Angel had to get her own wand. Luckily her parents knew about the whole process, due to their wizard friends helping them out.

Angel was alone. She walked towards Diagon Alley, and went through people. Finally after getting through so many people and crowded areas, she found Ollivanders, where future wizards and the greats got their first wand. The shop itself was very famous and renowned for the wands.

She went inside as the doors made a bell signaling that Angel was here at last. The walls filled with slim boxes and the smell felt good, with a mix of wax candles and wooden floors with walls as well.

Angel walked over to the front. Waiting for someone to come help her.

After a few seconds no less a man came out form the back from a room. He had glasses, with a slender build and white hair. He must've been Mr.Ollivander.

"Ah hello there lass!" he said with a hearty laugh

"Yes! This is she, I was wondering if I can get myself a wand?" Angel said quietly

"Why yes! That is why your here yes?" he replied

Angel laughed, hearing that was a yes.

Mr.Ollivander went off, came back and forth trying to find wands.

It was said it took awhile before someone could find the wand that was right for them. It also wasn't them that choose the wand, it was the wand that chooses them.

At last Mr.Ollivander went to a certain section of the humongous selection of wands. His fingers sliding across the boxes. Then he stopped and grabbed the box with certainly.

"Right you are, this should be the one!" he said with his arms crossed as he huffed, he was filled with confidence.

Angel hoped it was the one. She hold the wand gently.

The wand was 24,9 cm, with aspen wood and unicorn hair.

At last the wand illuminated with light. Angel's eyes widen and let out a sigh of relief. Finally the wand chose her.</sub>