Draco was still wringing his hands as he looked around at the trees surrounding the site. "I'm no wandmaker but I'm sure something about these trees could be useful. He thought hard about what he had read in History of Magic about the Ollivander's and they practices but even if he found suitable wood could he find anything to use as a core. Suddenly, he heard something snap behind him. "I guess I have to do my job." He thought of Alicia as he walked toward the origin of the sound and saw a woman with three braids skulking through the woods with a pine brance , the needles falling into her hair as she crunched pine cones under her feet. "I hate you Alicia." he grumbled walking up to her. "Oy! Can I help you with something?"