"10 ½ inches, made of a willow tree branch and dragon heartstring; rather swishy." He handed me the wand. As soon as I touched it I knew that it was mine. A warmth spread up my arm and suddenly I felt cold flakes on my face. It was snowing. All around me things were covered in snow. Just as suddenly it stopped and I looked up to see Mr. Ollivander smiling at me.