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[Zoe]

Entering the shop, you'll notice a cozy little area to the left, filled with a couple of sturdy and actually pleasant looking chairs in front of the rather large window with a rug underfoot. There are a couple of potted ferns to either side of the chairs. From here you can watch the chaos of children being matched with their first wands. Tea and coffee is available for parents while they wait for their children to be matched with their wands.

There is a display of wands here in a glass case, some of them once owned by famous witches and wizards and labelled as such. Recognize any names? That's fine, but don't touch. They are part of a personal collection, on loan to Ollivanders, and are not for sale. There is also a display of holsters, polishes, and other bits and pieces. Nearby is a shelf of books on wand-related topics, also on loan to Ollivanders. You are permitted to read them if you like, but they are not for sale. If you attempt to take them out of the store they will snap at your fingers, so be warned.

Of course if you are here for repairs or inquiries, you'll be able to bypass the line that tends to form over the summer months, and come to the counter. Here you can see about your damaged wand being fixed, or find out about customizing your wand if you are the sort who likes things a little fancier. Engraving prices are listed on the inventory board.

[sweetpinkpixie]

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Originally Posted by Tegz

"Ira would have me discourage your casual reading and your loitering, no profit in it." Ram said, glancing at the book selection, "but he won't have me stock anything that doesn't meet his standards, so it might be a while before something new is available." unless he wrote something that was up to Ira's standards himself.

"I think I can make a bit of time for you though, so, uh, that is to say, pick away."

A coy little smile tugged at the corners of her lips as he spoke. "Well, I wouldn't want to get you in trouble with him," she mused while slipping the book back onto its shelf. Though she would point out, as she had before, that it was counter productive to have such things out and available for reading which then invited a casual browse. "Though my reading is more an academic read than a casual one." She turned back towards him and glanced around the shop to ensure that it was still, in fact, unoccupied and no one would overhear her. Thus far she had managed to keep the majority of her private affairs away from the press, the Torrance rubbish had been just that...rubbish, and she intended on keeping it that way. "I'll leave here with a new wand holster for your troubles."

She did have a need for one to go with a few of her new business attire looks for when she was traveling.

Eyes settling back on his now, she stepped towards him and moved away from direct sight of the windows facing the street. "Grandmother is holding another soiree. I was wondering if you would be available...and willing to be my escort."

[Felixir]

FINALLY.

Art felt like he had been waiting decades for this moment. For the past year he had been attempting his best persuasion tactics on his parents to try and be allowed to get his wand just the tiniest bit early, just the most infinitesimal amount. But it hadn't worked. Of course it hadn't worked.

Now, though, Art was admittedly glad for that - even if there had never been even the slightest chance that it could have happened - because he could be excited about it now instead, and not get crazy amounts of FOMO while everyone else bought their wands. And really it wasn't even getting the wand that he was excited about, as he wouldn't be able to use it properly for a few weeks yet; he just wanted to know which one specifically would choose him. And why.

It took a great amount of self-restraint to not come barrelling into the shop or get too far ahead of his siblings, but Art managed it. He was first inside the door though, on account of being excited and eleven, but skirting the occupants of the shop left him near some kind of seating area, and his attention was temporarily diverted.

"Ooh, do they have hot chocolate?" he asked his siblings (who were hopefully right behind him), while eyeing up the refreshments. Yes, it was summer, but this was hot chocolate they were talking about.

[PatInTheHat]

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Originally Posted by Felixir

FINALLY.

Art felt like he had been waiting decades for this moment. For the past year he had been attempting his best persuasion tactics on his parents to try and be allowed to get his wand just the tiniest bit early, just the most infinitesimal amount. But it hadn't worked. Of course it hadn't worked.

Now, though, Art was admittedly glad for that - even if there had never been even the slightest chance that it could have happened - because he could be excited about it now instead, and not get crazy amounts of FOMO while everyone else bought their wands. And really it wasn't even getting the wand that he was excited about, as he wouldn't be able to use it properly for a few weeks yet; he just wanted to know which one specifically would choose him. And why.

It took a great amount of self-restraint to not come barrelling into the shop or get too far ahead of his siblings, but Art managed it. He was first inside the door though, on account of being excited and eleven, but skirting the occupants of the shop left him near some kind of seating area, and his attention was temporarily diverted.

"Ooh, do they have hot chocolate?" he asked his siblings (who were hopefully right behind him), while eyeing up the refreshments. Yes, it was summer, but this was hot chocolate they were talking about.

He was going to be a Gryffindor, Emma knew it.

Well, she didn’t KNOW know it, but she knew you know? Looking at her little brother rushing to the shop. All of that energy and excitement, he was totally gonna be a gryffindor just like Lucas was a Gryffindor, she was a Gryffindor, and their father was a Gryffindor. It literally ran in the family. Mum was just a perfect balance of the second best house in the school. If he got that house it’d be cool, but other houses were unacceptable.

Not that it mattered, because Arthur was gonna be a Gryffindor.

That (and him being THE NEXT DAKEST TO INVADE HOGWARTS) is what had Emma spending her summer holiday back home with the family. Who ELSE was going to take Art to get his FIRST WAND? Their parents? She didn’t think so. This was a job for the BEST older siblings a kid could ask for.

Long legs kept Emma close behind Art and right beside Lucas. She chattered away with Lu about all the awesome things Art was finally going to get to experience and what she thought his wand would be.

”Pfftt! They can’t have hot chocolate. That’d get all over the wands and they’d be too sticky to use.” She scooted up closer to him, making room for the family trying to squeeze in behind them. It had been a while since she last stepped foot in here, had it always been this small? ”We can have hot chocolate and whatever else you want after we get your FIRST wand.” She wiggled her eyebrows with the biggest matching grin.

[hermionesclone]

SPOILER!!: DAKEST CLAN

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Originally Posted by Felixir

FINALLY.

Art felt like he had been waiting decades for this moment. For the past year he had been attempting his best persuasion tactics on his parents to try and be allowed to get his wand just the tiniest bit early, just the most infinitesimal amount. But it hadn't worked. Of course it hadn't worked.

Now, though, Art was admittedly glad for that - even if there had never been even the slightest chance that it could have happened - because he could be excited about it now instead, and not get crazy amounts of FOMO while everyone else bought their wands. And really it wasn't even getting the wand that he was excited about, as he wouldn't be able to use it properly for a few weeks yet; he just wanted to know which one specifically would choose him. And why.

It took a great amount of self-restraint to not come barrelling into the shop or get too far ahead of his siblings, but Art managed it. He was first inside the door though, on account of being excited and eleven, but skirting the occupants of the shop left him near some kind of seating area, and his attention was temporarily diverted.

"Ooh, do they have hot chocolate?" he asked his siblings (who were hopefully right behind him), while eyeing up the refreshments. Yes, it was summer, but this was hot chocolate they were talking about.

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Originally Posted by PatInTheHat

He was going to be a Gryffindor, Emma knew it.

Well, she didn’t KNOW know it, but she knew you know? Looking at her little brother rushing to the shop. All of that energy and excitement, he was totally gonna be a gryffindor just like Lucas was a Gryffindor, she was a Gryffindor, and their father was a Gryffindor. It literally ran in the family. Mum was just a perfect balance of the second best house in the school. If he got that house it’d be cool, but other houses were unacceptable.

Not that it mattered, because Arthur was gonna be a Gryffindor.

That (and him being THE NEXT DAKEST TO INVADE HOGWARTS) is what had Emma spending her summer holiday back home with the family. Who ELSE was going to take Art to get his FIRST WAND? Their parents? She didn’t think so. This was a job for the BEST older siblings a kid could ask for.

Long legs kept Emma close behind Art and right beside Lucas. She chattered away with Lu about all the awesome things Art was finally going to get to experience and what she thought his wand would be.

”Pfftt! They can’t have hot chocolate. That’d get all over the wands and they’d be too sticky to use.” She scooted up closer to him, making room for the family trying to squeeze in behind them. It had been a while since she last stepped foot in here, had it always been this small? ”We can have hot chocolate and whatever else you want after we get your FIRST wand.” She wiggled her eyebrows with the biggest matching grin.

Lucas was grateful for Emma chattering away about wands and first experiences and other things that did a good job of distracting him. Because if it was just him in a packed shop full of overenthusiastic eleven year olds, he would scream. Internally. Into a void. But he would scream.

But this was different because Emma was here too, and he didn’t have to concentrate on the crowds but could just concentrate on his siblings. Which, Art looked vERY excited, did he know? Almost TOO excited. It was enough to make the sixteen year old smile while wondering if he had been like this when he was eleven and ready for his new wand. He couldn’t imagine it. It was impossible, right?

An immediate sense of anxiety washed over him as he stepped into the store and had the chance to look around. ............ Right. Okay. Fine. This was fine. His heart was beating wildly and he was sure that he was starting to forget how to breathe but this. was. fine.

Merlin.

How did he survive so many years in the Gryffindor common room, again?

Spotting his siblings, Lucas shuffled over in their direction and scooted in on the other side of Art, just in time to hear something about hot chocolate. Huh. While Emma was talking, he made a mental note to show Art the Observatory at Hogwarts - because it was the BEST place - so they could stargaze while drinking hot chocolate. Sounded perfect.

"How do you feel about getting your first wand ever?" Excited? Nervous? A lot of emotions that he didn’t know how to express because they were fighting each other?

Because Lucas obviously didn’t feel like that.

[Felixir]

SPOILER!!: look at these bbys ;-;

Quote:

Originally Posted by PatInTheHat

He was going to be a Gryffindor, Emma knew it.

Well, she didn’t KNOW know it, but she knew you know? Looking at her little brother rushing to the shop. All of that energy and excitement, he was totally gonna be a gryffindor just like Lucas was a Gryffindor, she was a Gryffindor, and their father was a Gryffindor. It literally ran in the family. Mum was just a perfect balance of the second best house in the school. If he got that house it’d be cool, but other houses were unacceptable.

Not that it mattered, because Arthur was gonna be a Gryffindor.

That (and him being THE NEXT DAKEST TO INVADE HOGWARTS) is what had Emma spending her summer holiday back home with the family. Who ELSE was going to take Art to get his FIRST WAND? Their parents? She didn’t think so. This was a job for the BEST older siblings a kid could ask for.

Long legs kept Emma close behind Art and right beside Lucas. She chattered away with Lu about all the awesome things Art was finally going to get to experience and what she thought his wand would be.

”Pfftt! They can’t have hot chocolate. That’d get all over the wands and they’d be too sticky to use.” She scooted up closer to him, making room for the family trying to squeeze in behind them. It had been a while since she last stepped foot in here, had it always been this small? ”We can have hot chocolate and whatever else you want after we get your FIRST wand.” She wiggled her eyebrows with the biggest matching grin.

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

SPOILER!!: DAKEST CLAN

Lucas was grateful for Emma chattering away about wands and first experiences and other things that did a good job of distracting him. Because if it was just him in a packed shop full of overenthusiastic eleven year olds, he would scream. Internally. Into a void. But he would scream.

But this was different because Emma was here too, and he didn’t have to concentrate on the crowds but could just concentrate on his siblings. Which, Art looked vERY excited, did he know? Almost TOO excited. It was enough to make the sixteen year old smile while wondering if he had been like this when he was eleven and ready for his new wand. He couldn’t imagine it. It was impossible, right?

An immediate sense of anxiety washed over him as he stepped into the store and had the chance to look around. ............ Right. Okay. Fine. This was fine. His heart was beating wildly and he was sure that he was starting to forget how to breathe but this. was. fine.

Merlin.

How did he survive so many years in the Gryffindor common room, again?

Spotting his siblings, Lucas shuffled over in their direction and scooted in on the other side of Art, just in time to hear something about hot chocolate. Huh. While Emma was talking, he made a mental note to show Art the Observatory at Hogwarts - because it was the BEST place - so they could stargaze while drinking hot chocolate. Sounded perfect.

"How do you feel about getting your first wand ever?" Excited? Nervous? A lot of emotions that he didn’t know how to express because they were fighting each other?

Because Lucas obviously didn’t feel like that.

"Only if people were spilled it everywhere, and they'd only do that if nobody cast anti-spilling charms." Were those a thing? They should totally be a thing. "Tea and coffee are sticky too when they have sugar in, and they have those here." But those were nowhere near as good, so said everyone. So said Art.

But the point WAS, hot chocolate after this sounded excellent. Two awesome things in a row, and maybe more, yes please and also thank you very much.

"My ONLY wand, I don't want any others. This one is gonna be special, I can feel it," Art replied, freely beaming right back at Emma, because returning to the point of what they were there for had brought back all the excitement and the nervous energy and the billywigs in his belly.

And then he looked up at Lulu Lucas and put on his best thinking face. Which, by the way, he'd kind of perfected. "I feel... exuberant. Also triumphant." Even though he'd not won something through actual prowess and instead through just waiting. For eleven and summer and Hogwarts. "Also buoyant."

And someone had better stop him before he got going; reeling off words - and also talking in general - was something Art tended to do when the nerves hit him.

Not that he was nervous. No. Not at all. Psh. Shut up.

[hermionesclone]

Waiting three years to get a wand had felt like forever was passing by. But now? Now, it was HIS turn. FINALLY!

Sammy tried to keep the smile on his face as big as possible - because he was HAPPY, of course. But the way he was clutching onto Cece's hand as he walked to Ollivander's said everything about how nervous he was really feeling. Mum and Dad were somewhere there, weren't they? They wouldn't miss this for the entire world, he was sure of it. Mum had pinky promised, after all.

The eleven year old skipped into the store, barely paying any attention to the symbol or design or whatever it was that the shopkeeper was scrubbing. He had bigger things to worry about, didn't he? Like his WAND. And which of the wands would choose him.

At some point, Sammy let go of Cece's hand and hurried along to the nearest wand on a HUGE display. A wand with a pretty handle that was labelled with names he didn't care for. But the wand was cool! Was he going to get a wand like that? Maybe not the EXACT same but he'd like a very cool wand too. Not that he could CHOOSE but-

"Muuuuuuum? Daaaaaad? Cece?" All of them. "What do you think my wand will be like? How many tries should it take?" He wanted to know the details!


Unlike Sam, Alec paid a lot more attention to the graffiti on the shop window. It was the reason why he initial reaction was to immediately look towards Ella, trying to say everything he could in a single look. This didn't look good, did it?

But this didn't seem like the time. Not in front of the kids or in a way that could ruin Sammy's special day. He was probably nervous enough as it is, talking about graffitis and secret messages might not be the best idea. Besides, they had already had the conversation about the kids and their safety while the two of them were at Hogwarts.

They were going to be okay. Both of them were going to be okay.

Speaking of, he placed a hand on his daughter's shoulder, doing his best to grin. "Hey Cece?" he started, "Do you have any advice for your baby brother?"

[Lucien Rosier]

Proudly noting the artwork on the window as he entered, Lucien slipped into Ollivander's, silently sidling along to the area of display wands and books. This was an excellent vantage point from which to observe wands selecting their wizards.

He turned ever so slightly so that his profile was facing the books, ostensibly to peruse the titles here, and to give the wizard family beside him some space.

[TakemetotheBurrow]

SPOILER!!: Alec and Sammy!

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

Waiting three years to get a wand had felt like forever was passing by. But now? Now, it was HIS turn. FINALLY!

Sammy tried to keep the smile on his face as big as possible - because he was HAPPY, of course. But the way he was clutching onto Cece's hand as he walked to Ollivander's said everything about how nervous he was really feeling. Mum and Dad were somewhere there, weren't they? They wouldn't miss this for the entire world, he was sure of it. Mum had pinky promised, after all.

The eleven year old skipped into the store, barely paying any attention to the symbol or design or whatever it was that the shopkeeper was scrubbing. He had bigger things to worry about, didn't he? Like his WAND. And which of the wands would choose him.

At some point, Sammy let go of Cece's hand and hurried along to the nearest wand on a HUGE display. A wand with a pretty handle that was labelled with names he didn't care for. But the wand was cool! Was he going to get a wand like that? Maybe not the EXACT same but he'd like a very cool wand too. Not that he could CHOOSE but-

"Muuuuuuum? Daaaaaad? Cece?" All of them. "What do you think my wand will be like? How many tries should it take?" He wanted to know the details!


Unlike Sam, Alec paid a lot more attention to the graffiti on the shop window. It was the reason why he initial reaction was to immediately look towards Ella, trying to say everything he could in a single look. This didn't look good, did it?

But this didn't seem like the time. Not in front of the kids or in a way that could ruin Sammy's special day. He was probably nervous enough as it is, talking about graffitis and secret messages might not be the best idea. Besides, they had already had the conversation about the kids and their safety while the two of them were at Hogwarts.

They were going to be okay. Both of them were going to be okay.

Speaking of, he placed a hand on his daughter's shoulder, doing his best to grin. "Hey Cece?" he started, "Do you have any advice for your baby brother?"

Ella met Alec's gaze as she followed the kids into the shop, sharing the uneasy feeling her husband seemed to be experiencing. With everything that had been happening in and around the alley lately, it was impossible not to have your guard up, and she did. She had to. She wasn't taking any chances today. Luckily Cecelia and Sam seemed far too distracted by wands to notice that anything was off, and she was grateful for that. It's why she didn't comment on the look she'd shared with him, simply offering Alec a nod of her head and a squeeze of his hand.

"Yeah Cece, you were the last one to get a wand in this family. I bet your advice will be the best." She smiled, looking from her daughter to her son. When exactly had they gotten so big and why was such a thing allowed? Her babies weren't babies anymore. Somehow that was even more scary then the current state of the wizarding world. Merlin. Out of habit, she gave Sammy's hair an affectionate ruffle and then wrapped her arms around her husband's middle, letting Cecelia do the big sister thing that she worked so hard at.

SHEESH! Cecelia was pretty sure her hand was going to fall OFF or something 'cause of the way Sammy was holding on to it and she NEEDED that hand for quidditch, didn't he know? The kid still had a LOT to learn. Like how getting a wand wasn't really scary at ALL but actually was the most exciting, exhilarating, awesome experience EVER. He'd get it, though. He was a super smart kid.

Shaking out her hand dramatically when her brother finally released it, the blonde took a moment to really take in the shop. It seemed smaller somehow to her, or maybe it was just because she was so much bigger, but being here DEFINITELY brought back all the good memories.

"WELL..." See? It was lucky those memories were super fresh in her mind because that made her an expert and that's JUST what Sam needed right now. Standing up just a BIT taller and tucking some of her long hair behind her ear, the Gryffindor smiled. "First off, it's okay if you don't get the right wand on the first try 'cause some wands just don't go with some witches or wizards. Like how peanut butter goes extra good with jelly but not so good with a ham sandwich, you know?" Some things just didn't make good matches. "But when you DO get the right wand for you, your whole BODY will know it. It's like...you feel all warm and tingly somehow. OH! Plus you'll do some cool magic. I bet your wand will be great. I bet it'll be just as great as you are. Don't worry, okay?"

[hermionesclone]

SPOILER!!: bbys ;__;

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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow

Ella met Alec's gaze as she followed the kids into the shop, sharing the uneasy feeling her husband seemed to be experiencing. With everything that had been happening in and around the alley lately, it was impossible not to have your guard up, and she did. She had to. She wasn't taking any chances today. Luckily Cecelia and Sam seemed far too distracted by wands to notice that anything was off, and she was grateful for that. It's why she didn't comment on the look she'd shared with him, simply offering Alec a nod of her head and a squeeze of his hand.

"Yeah Cece, you were the last one to get a wand in this family. I bet your advice will be the best." She smiled, looking from her daughter to her son. When exactly had they gotten so big and why was such a thing allowed? Her babies weren't babies anymore. Somehow that was even more scary then the current state of the wizarding world. Merlin. Out of habit, she gave Sammy's hair an affectionate ruffle and then wrapped her arms around her husband's middle, letting Cecelia do the big sister thing that she worked so hard at.

SHEESH! Cecelia was pretty sure her hand was going to fall OFF or something 'cause of the way Sammy was holding on to it and she NEEDED that hand for quidditch, didn't he know? The kid still had a LOT to learn. Like how getting a wand wasn't really scary at ALL but actually was the most exciting, exhilarating, awesome experience EVER. He'd get it, though. He was a super smart kid.

Shaking out her hand dramatically when her brother finally released it, the blonde took a moment to really take in the shop. It seemed smaller somehow to her, or maybe it was just because she was so much bigger, but being here DEFINITELY brought back all the good memories.

"WELL..." See? It was lucky those memories were super fresh in her mind because that made her an expert and that's JUST what Sam needed right now. Standing up just a BIT taller and tucking some of her long hair behind her ear, the Gryffindor smiled. "First off, it's okay if you don't get the right wand on the first try 'cause some wands just don't go with some witches or wizards. Like how peanut butter goes extra good with jelly but not so good with a ham sandwich, you know?" Some things just didn't make good matches. "But when you DO get the right wand for you, your whole BODY will know it. It's like...you feel all warm and tingly somehow. OH! Plus you'll do some cool magic. I bet your wand will be great. I bet it'll be just as great as you are. Don't worry, okay?"

As much as he didn't want to experience this uneasy feeling, there was a small silver lining in that he wasn't alone in what he was experiencing. The look, the nod, and the squeeze of his hand told him more than words could. So, he chose not to say anything for the time being. It would be better to talk about it after the kids had gone to bed.

But judging by Sammy's excitement, he had a feeling that that was not going to happen.

Alec smiled as he wrapped an arm around his wife's shoulders and kissed the top of her head. She also didn't need to say anything because he could guess what it was she was going through. Their youngest was getting his wand and about to start his first year at Hogwarts. And even worse? Their oldest was pretending to be an expert and giving advice on the topic of wands. It was nothing short of emotional.


Sammy didn't see the shaking of her hand that Cece was doing and so, he didn't say anything. Besides, he had other things to think about. Like how cool his wand was going to be and if it was going to be anything like this wand over here. He pressed his nose and both of his hands right up against the glass, trying to get the best look possible. THIS was the only thing he could worry abou-

Ruffle!

At the hair ruffle, Sammy backed away from the display and turned to look at Mum and then at Cece. Oh, it was advice time? He was listening. He was READY. Cece was giving the advice, after all, and he trusted her opinion times a million. He tilted his head and furrowed his eyebrows when she talked about some wands not going well with some witches and wizards. But it wasn't until she started talking about peanut butter sandwiches that he.....

....... wrinkled his nose.

Who would pair peanut butter with HAM?! GROSS!

And he had a feeling that sandwich would be VERY dry. Too dry. And very wrong.

But Cece was talking some more, this time about magic and a tingly feeling, and so, he tried to concentrate on her, instead. "I bet my wand will be great as well. And VERY cool!" He nodded, almost as though he was confirming it. "Thanks, Cece! I-" He lowered his voice. "It's just a little scary, you know?" He shrugged, almost as if he was shrugging it off. He was nervous, yeah, but he was still excited for that wand!

Speaking of..... "Mum? Dad? Do you think it's time? I think it's time!" And the sooner they got a wand, the sooner they could go and get some peanut butter and jam sandwiches for themselves, right?

Right?

[TakemetotheBurrow]

SPOILER!!: Summers Men

Quote:

Originally Posted by hermionesclone

As much as he didn't want to experience this uneasy feeling, there was a small silver lining in that he wasn't alone in what he was experiencing. The look, the nod, and the squeeze of his hand told him more than words could. So, he chose not to say anything for the time being. It would be better to talk about it after the kids had gone to bed.

But judging by Sammy's excitement, he had a feeling that that was not going to happen.

Alec smiled as he wrapped an arm around his wife's shoulders and kissed the top of her head. She also didn't need to say anything because he could guess what it was she was going through. Their youngest was getting his wand and about to start his first year at Hogwarts. And even worse? Their oldest was pretending to be an expert and giving advice on the topic of wands. It was nothing short of emotional.


Sammy didn't see the shaking of her hand that Cece was doing and so, he didn't say anything. Besides, he had other things to think about. Like how cool his wand was going to be and if it was going to be anything like this wand over here. He pressed his nose and both of his hands right up against the glass, trying to get the best look possible. THIS was the only thing he could worry abou-

Ruffle!

At the hair ruffle, Sammy backed away from the display and turned to look at Mum and then at Cece. Oh, it was advice time? He was listening. He was READY. Cece was giving the advice, after all, and he trusted her opinion times a million. He tilted his head and furrowed his eyebrows when she talked about some wands not going well with some witches and wizards. But it wasn't until she started talking about peanut butter sandwiches that he.....

....... wrinkled his nose.

Who would pair peanut butter with HAM?! GROSS!

And he had a feeling that sandwich would be VERY dry. Too dry. And very wrong.

But Cece was talking some more, this time about magic and a tingly feeling, and so, he tried to concentrate on her, instead. "I bet my wand will be great as well. And VERY cool!" He nodded, almost as though he was confirming it. "Thanks, Cece! I-" He lowered his voice. "It's just a little scary, you know?" He shrugged, almost as if he was shrugging it off. He was nervous, yeah, but he was still excited for that wand!

Speaking of..... "Mum? Dad? Do you think it's time? I think it's time!" And the sooner they got a wand, the sooner they could go and get some peanut butter and jam sandwiches for themselves, right?

Right?

Too dry INDEED. Cece was super pleased to see that her analogy had hit home with the little bro, making this whole advice thing that much easier. Did her mum and dad SEE how amazing she was doing at this big sister gig she'd been working for ages now? She was a total pro.

While the blonde didn't think Sammy needed to be scared, she could take a hint, so she nudged him gently and offered a reassuring smile. "You'll be great. You're my brother, after all. Greatness runs in our family!" She had lowered her voice too, not too much because cecelias weren't meant to whisper, but low enough that she hoped it'd stay just between the two of them. LAST thing they needed was for mum and dad to start GUSHING about each other's accomplishments. Then they'd get that heart eyes look they got sometimes that seemed to distract them and Sammy would NEVER get his wand. They couldn't have that.

"Oh it's definitely time!" Cece bounced on the balls of her feet, second-hand excitement filling her to the brim. This was cool.

"I think your sister is right, Sam. It's time." Ella felt so nervous for him, but also excited, but also sad because her baby boy wasn't a baby anymore and HOW? Merlin, she was emotional. Looking to Alec because her eyes might have been doing the misty thing, the dragonologist casually wiped at her face.

Oh Merlin, now mum was crying. "Hurry Sam before she starts blubbering all over the place," The fourteen year old teased, earning a playful shove from their mother.

[astrocat]

Ashley looked through all the holsters and books and... actually, she just looked at everything. She wondered what all the bottles did. 'wand polish' and 'wand conditioning oil' sounded obvious enough, but what about 'magical resonance salve'? She decided that she wanted the very best everything for her first, and hopefully only, wand. She picked out the very best case and holster that she could find, plus some books. She started to peruse all the oils and rubs and salves and polishes, trying to figure out which ones she actually needed.

[hermionesclone]

SPOILER!!: Summers Women

Quote:

Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow

Too dry INDEED. Cece was super pleased to see that her analogy had hit home with the little bro, making this whole advice thing that much easier. Did her mum and dad SEE how amazing she was doing at this big sister gig she'd been working for ages now? She was a total pro.

While the blonde didn't think Sammy needed to be scared, she could take a hint, so she nudged him gently and offered a reassuring smile. "You'll be great. You're my brother, after all. Greatness runs in our family!" She had lowered her voice too, not too much because cecelias weren't meant to whisper, but low enough that she hoped it'd stay just between the two of them. LAST thing they needed was for mum and dad to start GUSHING about each other's accomplishments. Then they'd get that heart eyes look they got sometimes that seemed to distract them and Sammy would NEVER get his wand. They couldn't have that.

"Oh it's definitely time!" Cece bounced on the balls of her feet, second-hand excitement filling her to the brim. This was cool.

"I think your sister is right, Sam. It's time." Ella felt so nervous for him, but also excited, but also sad because her baby boy wasn't a baby anymore and HOW? Merlin, she was emotional. Looking to Alec because her eyes might have been doing the misty thing, the dragonologist casually wiped at her face.

Oh Merlin, now mum was crying. "Hurry Sam before she starts blubbering all over the place," The fourteen year old teased, earning a playful shove from their mother.

Sammy wasn't SCARED. Obviously NOT. But there was something about Cece's words that immediately made him smile. "You think so?" Cece was smart. She knew what she was talking about, he was sure of it. AND she was right about the family thing. They were pretty great, weren't they? "Thanks, Cece!"


With his arms still wrapped around Ella's shoulders, Alec couldn't help but smile at the sight of the two kids swapping secret messages. He didn't know what it was they were talking about but it was enough to make him smile. "Good luck!" Not that the boy needed it.

Merlin, this was going to be harder than he thought.

It was probably because of this that he wasn't surprised to see Ella's reaction. The misty eyes, the wiping at her face....... it wasn't surprising at all. Leaning over, he gave her a small peck on her forehead but said nothing else. Maybe they could talk about it later - again, after the kids were asleep. They could talk about everything from how old they were getting to not believing that they were going to have no kids home for a while.

But for now, all he could do was smile in pride.


IT WAS TIME!

It was time it was time it was time!

The smile on Sammy's face widened when they said it was time as well. And he knew they were telling the truth because Cece was bouncing on her feet as well. And look! Mum was crying. "It's okay, Mum, I won't be gone for long! I'll get a wand and be back before you know it." He nodded very seriously at her. "And then maybe we can get some ice cream when I come back. Or have a family lunch to celebrate!" That sounded like a good idea to him.

He gave her a wide smile before turning around and rushing off to the queue. It was time for that WAND and to do some cool magic spells.