First thing's first: A brand new Wand

Marvolo had one trip to make before going to the Quidditch World Cup, he needed a new wand. It had been destroyed by Snape the previous year, when Potter had thrown him in the path of a Spell Snape had launched, and only managed to redirect to hit his wand instead of him at the last minute. Naturally, the Headmaster found it necessary for Snape to foot the bill for the Wand, as it was one of Snape's Spells that destroyed it. Marvolo was happy to pay for it himself, but neither him nor his Head of House was about to say no to the Headmaster. Marvolo entered the familiar Wand Shop that was Ollivanders, and was somewhat surprised to find his girlfriend Daphne there. "Daph? What are you doing here?" Asks Marvolo. "Oh hey darling." Says Daphne as she tenderly kisses Marvolo's cheek. "Daphne? Who's this? Some boyfriend we dont know about?" Says a more matured female voice. "Mum, this is Marvolo Gaunt, yes that kind of Gaunt, and yes we are together." Says Daphne, who clearly didn't seem so pleased that she had to explain why she had kissed her now not-so-secret boyfriend. "So your the young man who captured our Sweet little mysteries heart?" Asks Daphne's mother.

"I wouldn't go that far, Daphne wasn't so easily tamed." Says Marvolo and a triumphant smirk played on his girlfriends lips before her mother smiled and left with the young Astoria in tow. "You never answered my question." Says Marvolo. "Astoria's starting this year, and mum made me come to help her get her Wand. And You?" Asks Daphne. "Mine was disintegrated by Snape, so Dumbledore made him foot the bill for my new one. Care to stay and find out which is my new one?" Marvolo asks. "Gladly." Says Daphne. "Mr. Gaunt, back again?" Says Ollivander. "Yep, Professor Snape destroyed my wand trying to capture Sirius Black. So Professor Dumbledore had me come here to get a new one, and my Head of House is paying for it." Says Marvolo. "I See, quite the shame, your first Wand was very unique, but as it happens, my American colleague Shikoba Wolfe, he sent me his latest stock of Red Oak, Black Walnut, Pear, Rowan, and Acacia Wands." Says Ollivander, who brings a Box forward and places several wands on the Table.

Marvolo takes the time to admire and study each Wand, seeking to understand what it is best suited to, and what would work best for him. His hand finds itself stopping at a Red Oak wand. Picking the Wand up, Marvolo examines it more closely, he feels a strange connection to the Wand, his Magic feels stronger, quicker, even finer when he holds this. Then, a bright light is emitted from the Wand. "Interesting choice, Red Oak, thirteen and a quarter inches, reasonably springy, and a Thunderbird Tail Feather Core. Wolfe always was a master of Thunderbird Tail Feather Cores." Notes Ollivander. "Looks like you've found your ideal match sweetness." Notes Daphne. "And here I thought you were my ideal match." Says Marvolo jokingly. "Idiot." Daphne says playfully slapping him above his head.