Ron ran through the crowds of shoppers, pushing past them, not caring about the disgruntled crowds who did not seem impressed with being pushed out of the way by a small 11 year old boy, not stopping until he arrived at one of the best shops in Diagon alley, he said one of the best because the broom shop was also really cool, Ollivanders wand shop. He didn't take any time to take in the outside of the shop. Pushing open the door and running to the front desk, slamming the worn golden bell repeatedly. The sound of the bell rang through the whole shop, not stopping until he saw the old wand maker appear from the back of the small shop. Ron had only seen the man a once before yet he looked the exact same, wispy white hair and wide bright eyes that seemed to stare into your soul, Ron sometimes wondered if Ollivander was a legilimens but he doubted it since that would probably be a well know fact, "Hi sir, I am hear to buy a wand." waving the slip in front of the old man's face.