"Uniform wardrobe check. Books check. Cauldron check. Crystal phials, telescope, and brass scales, check." I read down our school supply list checking off what we had collected. Now we need to get our wands, and our animal that we can bring, and hopefully, I am crossing my fingers for an ice-cream cone.

We headed to Ollivanders wands while Hagred went to deal with some business.

Inside the shop I looked for the store keeper, but saw no one in site. An older man on a rolling latter appeared, he gave Harry an odd look and than said, "I wondered when I'd be seeing you Mr. Potter." Well, if that doesn't creep you out that he knew his name, than what does.

I ignored the conversation till Harry waved a wand, making file boxes, fly off the shelves, he than tried another one which caused the vase next to me to explode causing me to jump.

"Bloody hell, Harry," I growled while glaring daggers at him, I than placed my hand on my chest to try and calm my racing heart.

I ducked and covered when the store keeper brought another wand for Harry to try.

I stared in shock though, because when he took hold of the wand, the space near him lit up with a bright light.

"Curious, very curious" the old man said.

Harry than replied "sorry, but what's curious."

What the old man said next gave me chills, "I remember every wand I've ever sold Mr. Potter, it so happens that that the Phoenix whose tail feather resides in your wand gave another feather just one other, it is curious that you shall be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar."

I heard Harry gulp and than ask, "and who owned that wand?"

The old man than replied "we do not speak his name, the wand chooses the wizard Mr. Potter, it's not always clear why, but I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you after all he who must not be named did great things terrible, yes, but great." The shop owner than turned his attention to me.

Your turn Mr. Perseus Black.

"How do you know my name?" I questioned.

He than replied, "I know everyone's name, and I remember every person that came into my shop, I even remember your parents." My parents I thought, a sore topic for me.

I decided it be best to avoid that conversation and instead asked him to help me find my wand. He didn't say anymore, thankfully and moved to fingering the tips of the boxes containing wands until he pulled one from a large stack.

"Here, give this one a whirl," and than he handed me a wand. I flicked the wand towards a stack of boxes, and watched as they organized themselves. "Ah yes that will do," he said to himself.

He than continued telling me that the wand is a maple wood with a dragon heartstring core, 10 1/4" and quite bendy flexibility and that it is a great wand for casting spells.

Just after we had finished paying for our wands, we heard a tapping noise and then someone called out our names, we both looked towards the window to see Hagrid holding two cages each containing an owl. I felt overjoyed with the barn owl and I knew Harry would be happy with the snow owl because I had spied him staring at it earlier.

We said goodbye to the shopkeeper and then headed outside to see our owls. I couldn't have been happier, he is my first pet.

I'm going to name him Hoot" I chirped while holding his cage in front of me, "So original" Harry replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "OK then! I'll name him Owl." I than looked over at Harry to see him rolling his eyes, but than grinned at the smirk I was giving him, so Owl it is.

I made this mistake thinking that Owl wanted petting, when he started to rub his head on the side of the cage, I managed to poke my finger in hoping to rub his beak, but shrieked when he instead chomped down on my poor finger.

I screeched and screamed, "bad owl" while eyeing him down with his unblinking eyes, I blushed, though when I noticed that I had gotten the attention of everyone round me, including the group of cute girls who're giggling at my display.

Using Hagrid as a shield, I scurried round him to hide myself, but it seemed to egg the giggling girls on because one of them with long brown hair, a teardrop shaped face, hazel eyes and light speckle of sprinkles, who is at the perfect height of below average Chased after me.

I couldn't help it, I was still afraid of girls, I'm eleven, so excuse me for picking the flight, for the fight or flight method and literally running in the direction of the ice-cream store otherwise known as Florean Fortescue's.

I felt relief when I saw Madam Giselle and the kids waiting outside it with the looks of two Rocky Road ice-cream cones. One for me and one for me ha-ha, yes, I'm a food hog, but it's in my genes, so is my high metabolism.

I went to grab both cones, when Madam Giselle turned her shoulder to me and than said the horrifying words, "No!" She than continued to make it worse by saying, "one for you and one for Harry."

I gasped at this new found Information and than replied, "But, he doesn't like ice-cream," she gave me the all-knowing eye, "it is true though."

I was preparing to put up an argument, when Harry and Hagrid walked up, I watched as Madam Giselle offered the ice-cream cone to Harry who accepted it, than took a big lick.

What they don't know is that when Madam Giselle had her back towards I managed to get a quick lick leaving a trail of cooties.

When Harry noticed the devious smile I was giving him, he quirked his eyebrow and asked me "what?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing at all," I replied while mentally rubbing my hands together like an evil mastermind. He gave me a sour look, but continued to eat his ice-cream cone.

It was time for us to leave, I said my goodbyes to Harry and Hagrid knowing that I will see them tomorrow.

I laughed again like an evil maniac, at the thought of Harry sharing my germs earning odd looks from everyone.