Chaos and Order - A Multiverse Fanfic

Next afternoon, Darcie ended her page duties at the bookshop, which she had stubbornly refused to let go of when even Madam Villanelle had advised her to give up on it.

With the strap of her purse flung around her shoulder, and wearing a plain blue frock, she headed toward Ollivander's shop.

Lilith had tied herself as a band of black kerchief on her right wrist.

Darcie felt a surge of heat bubbling inside her with every step.

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She was going to do it. Finally.

She was going to learn the Wandlore from Mr. Ollivander himself.

The shopkeepers smiled at her as she rushed by them, not forgetting to smile back.

If it was before, she would have stopped at each shop, chatting with the shopkeepers about some new product or topic.

They were all much more experienced than her and she had learned to not think little of anyone in this world.

Greatness she desired... just not at the expense of others.

But today, she had to disappoint the expectant smiles. Mr. Ollivander must be waiting for her.