•• Chapter One •• Some people say that my brown hair is pretty. Is it? Even afterwards, I love meeting new people. And I’m pretty popular too. I heard Hogwarts can change your life. I’m a pure-blood. But I don’t like the topic much when I have to talk about it to my friends. My mom passed away when I was three, I just have my father. But I don’t remember my mother much. It’s a sad subject to talk about. “Belle, we need to go to Ollivanders. For your wand?” My father said, I nodded, and got ready. I try to always have an impressive appearance. My hair is slightly wavy, and medium length. I wear long white socks, with a skirt and top. “It’s quite interesting,” I thought, “What wand would be perfect for me?” I wondered. I knew the shop was at the Dragon Alley, and I knew a lot about the History Of Hogwarts. “Belle, we have to go!” Father said, now raising his voice. “I’ll be their father,” I said, “It’s just a matter of time.” As we arrived at Ollivanders, we picked up my wand. It was gorgeous. It was 12” Spruce wood, with a Phoenix Core. I was so happy to hold my wand for once. It was only the first step to becoming a witch!
