The End & The Beginning
It was close to dawn when Ollivander Wand walked up the brick steps. His jaw was clenched, the toothpick wavering between his teeth as he lifted the door knocker and let it drop. It echoed behind the door and down into the hall behind. This wasn’t his ideal morning but the night before hadn’t been ideal either. He waited with his hands in pockets, hat drawn low over his head to protect against the rising sun. Minutes passed and there was no one at the door. Ollivander knocked again, hoping to awaken whoever was in the house. No such luck. He gave a third knock. This time, he heard someone heading towards the door. As soon as it opened, he found himself face to face with Calpurnia Cupp. The man looked at her with a small smile, but before he could get a word out, she stopped him, “It is not even six in the morning, the hell is your deal?” He looked at her, only able to see the bonnet containing her hair and the pale baby...