A Warm Welcome

James had just opened the shop on this snowy weekend. Several days ago, he had been informed that another student was coming to work with him at the store. Sitting behind the counter, he was eagerly expecting to find out who his new coworker was. Even if he was rather shy, working at the shop could get pretty lonely and he was glad to gain a companion at his side. Suddenly, he heard the door open and immediately raised his head to see who was entering.

Anna got a new job at Ollivanders working alongside another student. She strode through the snow and at last reached the entrance of Ollivanders. She pulled the door slowly and saw James sitting at the counter. She slowly walked towards the counter and said, "Hello, you must be the student that I am to work with. I am Anna Garland. I am new at Hogwarts and I now work here with you." she said.

A girl walked in the store, wearing a warm coat and a winter cap. She was rather tall, with long blond hair, pale skin and deep blue eyes. "Hello, you must be the student that I am to work with. I am Anna Garland. I am new at Hogwarts and I now work here with you." she said. "Hi, I'm James. Welcome to Ollivanders." he replied, shaking her hand. "I would offer you a tour of the shop, but there's not much to see apart from shelves filled with thousands of wands." he said, showing her the narrow boxes piled right up to the ceiling all around them.

Anna slowly walked to a shelf. "Wow. There's millions of wands." Anna said amazed. She took one from the shelf and looked at it. She was stunned by the amount.

James saw her taking one of the boxes from the shelves. "Please just be careful" he warned, taking it from her hands and putting it back at its place. "Some wands can react in very unusual manners." he explained. "I've been told that you still don't have a wand. If you want, we can try to find one that suits you now. It would also be an opportunity for me to show you how the whole wand choosing process works." he suggested, as she was taking off her coat and laying it on the single, spindly chair in the corner.