My mom and mother walked me to Diagon Alley, where there was a lot of chattering among different wizard families regardless of their status. While the sound of chatter echoed through out the alley, my mom was looking at the supply list given to me in the mail while also getting my acceptance letter from the Headmaster of Hogwarts. My mother was looking at the list as well.

She hummed to herself and then mumbled a word.

Wand..

"Well kiddo, first thing first you need a wand. So Ollivanders we go." My mom, Jade said excitedly while my mother, Kyuna had a warm smile as well.

"You remember when you received your wand Mom?" I asked Mom.

"Of Course, old man Ollivander is sweet man. I first grabbed a wand that was nearly 10 inches. The wood was Dogwood and the core was troll whisker. The flexibility was hard. I grabbed it and flicked it around. I almost broke the window with that wand." Mom grinning while chuckling with joy as she walked along side with Mother holding her hand while their rings were kissed in the sunlight creating a brightness as they walked.

"Yeah Ollivander is a great man and knows his way around wands. I remember he would always say that you don't choose your wand, your wand chooses you." Mother said while smiling.

I was in amazed at the words that Mother said. Thou the words give me the feeling of the tighten of my chest while my hands was trembling and shaking slightly.

Is it nervousness??
Or Anxiety?

I brushed the feeling away as we arrived at the place.

I entered the place.

The feeling consumed me while I was entered as the cool breeze decreased as I entered. I saw a old man with glasses examining wands.

"Oh hello there."

He spoke though his tone was soft and gentle.

"Hello, sir. I'm here for a wand."

I spoke a bit while the feeling consumed me.

"Oh you look familiar. Are you Kyuna's child?"

He asked me.

"Yes, sir she is my mother-" I was interrupted by my parents entering the place.

"Oh hello again old man. How's the business?"

My mom said while her Jamaican accent and smirked.

As he smiled warmly, he adjusted his glasses.

"So you are here for a wand?"

He asked while looking at me. I nodded.

He went in the back and then grabbed a wand from the back side of the store. Then handed it to me.

"Its a 35.31 cm walnut wood with a unicorn tail hair while its flexibility reasonably supple. I think this is for you."

I grabbed it and I stared it for a bit. As my parents was observing my experience silently.

"Give it a flick, pumpkin." My mom asked gently while smiling.

I turned back to the wand.

I flicked it.

The window was shattered. I looked at the window and then placed the wand down quickly.

"Not that one."

He packed that one up and goes into the back of the store again.
Then he grabbed another packed wand.
Unpacked it.
And then handed it to me.

I grabbed it again but this time more skeptical because of last time.

I flicked it again and it sounded like a firework getting ready to explode. As I flicked the wand some of the boxes in the back bounced off the shelves. I placed it back onto the counter.

He packed the wand again and then placed it in the back again. He grabbed another wand.

As he handed me the wand.
My mother placed a hand on my shoulder which made me look at her.

"It is okay, tiger. There is always a third try. Don't give up."

I nodded while her words echoed in my mind.

I looked back at the man who was still handing me the wand to try out.
I grabbed the wand.
I felt a warm feeling coming from my wand.

"I guess the wand choose you." He said while a warm on his face while silent excitement for me. He packed my wand up for me as my mom purchased my wand for me.

"I except great things from you. Great things. Good days, Mx. Winters."

I waved.