Homesick: #19 Wand

“Well, what happens if I break my wand?” A tearful Nymphadora shadowed her mother and father into Kings’ Cross, rubbing at her eyes and tripping over the paving stones. “Can I come home if I break my wand?”

Eleven-year-old Nymphadora had thought up every reason in the book that she might be allowed to stay home with her parents. She’d faked illness, pretended to run away, and thrown excuse after excuse at them. Nothing worked.

“Honestly, we can buy you a new one,” Andromeda promised and crouched in front of her daughter. “You’ll love Hogwarts, Dora. Everyone likes pink hair.”