Earlier today I found myself wandering the bustling shops of Holly Wood Cross.
I had initially Disapparated with the intentions of visiting my favorite apothecary before Apparating back home. However upon my arrival I realized I had completely forgotten the date!
So close to September 1st the peaceful mornings of The Cross were shattered by the shouts of school mates reunited and the parents that ran after.
Scattered among the crowd were Muggle-borns on their first trip to The Cross, obvious in both attire and attitude. Even their hair gave them away, still ruffled from pushing past the bolts of fabric used to hide The Cross’s mundan entrance.
But regardless of how long they have know of magic, all the children’s eyes go wide with awe when they see Hemlock’s Wands Shoppe. The magic in that moment is far greater than any spell that has ever been cast by Wizard-kind.
However perhaps the greatest bit of magic is found in what comes next.
Once inside Hemlock’s it is quieter than any library and the smell of wood shavings and magic hangs in the air.
Once a wand has chosen a witch or wizard (and it is never the other way around!) the sense of completeness is often a shock to the young witches and wizards. After all, how can you know what is missing if you have never before had it?
I still remember when I first walked into Hemlock’s. Even as amazed by Holly Wood Cross as all the Muggle-borns before me the sense of rightness I felt when I held my wand for the very first time was what amazed me the most.
I can still hear Mr. Hemlock now, “Ebony, 12 inch, unyielding, with a Quatzequatel feather core.”
A rare wand core indeed after the 1912 Pan-American Protection Act banning the collection of Quatzequatel feathers!
Oh, but I suppose I’ve gotten a bit carried away… But that is the spell we’re all put under the first time we hold our wands, and with any luck it is a magic that will stay with a wizard their entire lives.
~Dolores F. Wilkinson: Editor & Chief, The American Witch
Harry Potter themed magazine/blog/thing?