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Flinging paint pellets and a few spells here and there as Ryoma lead the way down the street, he came to a sudden stop outside of Ollivanders and staaaaaaaaaaared at the window. Sure, the display of wand...things was impressive, but just look at all the LITTLE people inside the store. So innocent. So unsuspecting. SO about to get their faces splattered in colorful paint.

"So...attack from the outside first and then go in...or just get the party started and head in?" he asked the group while he rolled a few paint pellets around in his fingers.

Fletcher followed the Leaky Dude, as he called him in his head, on down the street to the "Makers of Fine Wands Since 382 B.C." Or, as the sign read after he flicked his wand at it: "Eaters of Your Hands since 382 B.C."

Heh.

"D'you happen to have any more of the balls o' paint?" Fletcher directed his question toward the two that had been painting first. "I uh, sorry I came unprepared." More like, SO GLAD I STUMBLED UPON THIS heheheheeh.

Nolan would just have to run the shop on his own this afternoon. Yep.

Colin thought for a moment. "Let's start outside." he said with a nod. Mostly because he didn't want to be responsible for starting a riot. Especially around those getting their first wand.

That could get nasty quick.

Of course, he was sure that shop was dangerous in general...

He nodded at the new recruit. He opened his bag more. "Help yourself." he said brightly.

He then grabbed one of the paint filled balloons and tossed it against the side of the building. "We should start charging. Muggle collectors pay a fortune for this kind of art." he said with a nod admiring a BRIGHT YELLOW paint splatter on the side of the building.

Ali stared as she made her way into Ollivanders. What were those people doing? She thought as she carefully dodged one of the pellets. I heard the workers here weren't the nicest. They'll hex them for sure! Hmm...maybe I should stick around, watch the show...? That could be entertaining.

She opened the door so as to avoid the paint pellets and the spells but she hurried to a window to watch, but her attention was caught by something else. Why are those wands sparking like that? Red and orange? Seriously? Well, you could tell somebody was an ex-Gryffindor. Alessandra thought with a roll of her eyes. Oh well. Already in here, might as well get some new wand polish, Merlin knows I need it. So she made her way over to the shelves and saw a sign announcing that they did special engravings and even fire proof rubs! That would be perfect for Ali's wand seen as fire was something that seemed to burst from it so often. She really needed to get better at the whole Transfiguration thing. Definitely not her subject. She thought with a sigh.

Carina skipped up and starting getting all the things she wanted for her wand. She wanted a dragon holster, polish, and special cloths. She nodded when she got all her things.

Wands. GIGGLE BEAM.

This was totally the fairy bit of the monster world okay? Probably the fairy's secret head quarters here. It had to be cause witches didn't suit wands that much even if they did have them. It was a FAIRY thing. FAIRY FAIRY FAIRY. You heard that witches?

Fairy wings on her back, which according to Abbi were a beautiful accessory, the little eleven year old entered the wand shop. There were a few 'Wows' and 'Ahhs' murmured as her eyes did all the scanning work.

Wands Galore!

Everywhere she looked there was a wand and all sorts. She wanted to touch one, but knew her mommy wouldn't be happy so she kept her goody shoes act on for now.

"Hello?" She looked around at all the customers. FAIRIES. Yes. Not witches, because the wands were for FAIRIES with invisible wings. "Are you all fairies?" Giiiiggle.

IT'S WANDING TIME.

This was SCARY and exciting, but Bristol was ready for this whole new adventure. Getting a wand meant becoming a proper awesome witch, like her Mum. Then she could show off to her little sister and stuff. A wand was the one thing she wanted more than ANYTHING, except maybe a broom and a pet ladybird. A wand would do for now, though.

When she got into the shop, she noticed lots of things. There were quite a few peoples inside already, but they looked busy with wands stuffs, so she wouldn't bother them. There was, however, a girl that DIDN'T look busy with wand stuffs yet. Bristol wondered for a few seconds whether the other girl would mind a her talking, then decided she'd talk anyway.

But what was that she was saying? Fairies?

Bristol bounced over and shot the girl a dubious look. "Fairies? Don't be a silly billy," she said and let out a little giggle, before remembering manners. "Oh, and helloooooo, I'm Bristol! Nice to meet you, to meet you, NICE!" GRIN.

Froooooowwwn. The fairies weren't answering her soon enough. Could they not see that FAIRY Abbi Campi was here and she wanted to know about them? Maybe she needed to speak louder, much louder. Mommy always used to say words over fists...but she never used to say words over wands.

Ohhhh. Some spoke to her. GIGGLE SQUEE. FAIRY. Or maybe witch.

*staaaaare*

Did this person just call her a silly billy? NUUUH UUUUUH. Finger snap and all.

She'd tell mommy about this girl for sure, because if there was one thing Abbi knew she wasn't it was a silly billy! She was special! Even mommy always said so. "I'm not silly. Fairies use wands to defeat monsters!" Like witches and fury monsters and the M monster! "I'm Fairy Abbi Campi, and it's not so nice to meet someone who thinks I'm silly." SHHHH Mommy didn't need to know she was being rude, okay?

Weren't fairies supposed to be NICE?

"If you say so," she replied and grinned. This girl could still be her friend, even if she got offended by the simplest of things. It was just a matter of time before Bristol would win her over with her CHARM and words and stuffs. "Fairies aren't the only ones to use wands, you know? WITCHES, TOO." She was a witch and PROUD. Witches were cooler than fairies any day, but she wasn't about to say that to an actual fairy.

She was a fairy, right? OR WAS SHE LYING?

Abbi had to be a fairy if she was SO sure that she wasn't silly. That was the only explanation.

What she didn't understand, was why a fairy would buy their wand from a shop selling wizard wands. That was why she'd called Abbi silly in the first place. "Your name is Fairy? Or your name's Abbi and you're a fairy?" This was confusing, but Bristol would keep up. She had to seem smart because she WAS smart. "I don't think you're silly really," she assured her and giggled, "you seem like a cool fairy. You're the only fairy I know, which makes you the BEST fairy I know, too!"

NOT OKAY. NO NO NO.

Abigail Campbell just stared at the girl beside her. She was speaking about witches and wands together and Abbi was just not happy. Like how? They didn't fit, even if witches DID use them fairies suited them better. MHHHM.

Loooooks for you missy...but not such terrible ones because Abbi would give this girl a chance.... unless was she a witch? THEN NEVER EVER. "But fairies suit wands and use them for good. Witches use them so they can eat children." In their BIG pots with green ewwwwyyy stuff.

Head shake. People needed to know more of their facts straight. "I'm a fairy that's Abigail Bailee Campbell." Full name even. "But my fairy name is Abbi Campi!" It even rhymed. Now how AWESOME was that? Big beam on Abbi's face cause the girl seemed to be saying nicer things now. Like the fact that she wasn't silly and that she was cool. That got a uber duber big beam. "Thank you!" Giiiiigggle. "You're the best Bristol I know." See what she did there? CLEEEVER.

Layla pushed the door open with her free hand and held while she let Magnolia walk in, holding her other hand. She was only one but already so fiercely independent, every bit like her mom. She let the door swing close behind them as they both entered the wand shop.

Busy busy as usual.

She held the little girl's hand more securely as she attempted to run to her dad. They'd just have to wait a little bit since he was busy with customers.

"Daddy daddy daddy!" Magnolia once again tried to free herself from her mother's hold. Her dad was right there. She just wanted to go to him. The young McLaughlin started wibbling.

Layla waved at her husband from where they were standing.

Cat Alcott slowly walked up to the door, her heart fluttering a bit. Here it is, she thought. I made it to Ollivanders. I'm going to get my first wand. A smile lit up her face as she started to open the door.

"Katherine! There you are. Do you know how long I was looking for you?" A voice shrieked from behind.

Cat's heart dropped and she felt her face grow hot. She turned her eyes away from Ollivanders reluctantly and scowled at the ground.

"Katherine, can you hear me?"

Cat continued to scowl at the ground. She could feel the stares of the bystanders surrounding them. Please go away and leave me alone.

"Katherine! Look at me while I'm talking to you!"

Cat growled under her breath, but she knew she had lost. She pasted a smile on her face, turned, and ran towards her aunt. "Aunt Dionne, I've been looking everywhere for you." She gave her aunt a hug and tried to hold back her unhappy thoughts. "I thought that you were right behind me. We must have gotten separated in the crowd a couple minutes ago. I was going to Ollivanders like we planned, just in case you got there before me. I'm sorry."

Her aunt pulled out of her arms, held her at arm's length, and studied her. Cat struggled to maintain her expression. I have to keep smiling.

Eventually her aunt sighed and let go of her shoulders. "Katherine I forgive you, but you really can't make a habit of running off like that. We are wasting valuable time talking about this...Then again, you are only eleven." Aunt Dionne sighed again. "You need to listen to me now, Katherine. People at Hogwarts are very different than what you're used to and we only have a little more than a week to prepare you for it. Do you understand?"

Cat dropped her smile. "Yes, Aunt Dionne. I understand," she managed.

"Very well. Now, off to Ollivanders we go."

She stepped briskly past Cat and pushed the door open. Cat slowly followed behind.

His attention perked up after hearing those little cute shouts for daddy. Gaze snapping up, he quickly looked around and a wide grin spread across his face once he spotted his lovely Layla and his little girl. "MAGZY PRINCESS!"

Arms wide open, he ditched his customer and went over to the little girl, falling to his knees right in front of her for a very large bear hug. This was a totally awesome surprise! All these youngsters in here were making him miss his own youngster. "What are you two up to?"

Magz was all giggles as her daddy finally noticed her and came over. She wasted no time rushing into his arms for a super squishy bear hug. Only her daddy knew how to do those.

Squeeze.

"Daddy." And she wasted no time in rambling on in incomprehensible baby jargon with a few actual words like Lulu or Dino or Panda tossed in here and there. She was obviously telling her dad about her morning at home after he left for work.

Layla chuckled as she watched on.

"We decided that we'd take you some lunch. Since the shop is usually really busy around this time of year. Hows everything going?"

Sophie walked down towards the South end of Diagon Alley almost as excited - and nervous - as she was when she made her way to that very same store a few years ago. It had been a whole five-years time since she had last stepped into that store, but she kind knew what to expect. Or... not. She didn't, really.

But MERLIN, that was exciting! Maybe that would be a good enlightenment for her future plans and career? Maybe? Who knew? She didn't, unfortunately...

She blinked as a few people walked into the store before her and stared for a few seconds at the entrance. Good Merlin, that was brilliant! And equally scary. Meep.

The sixteen year-old finally walked through the door and stood there looking around, scanning the store hoping to spot someone she would recognize as the shopkeeper.

*SCURRY SCURRY SCURRY CLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMG SCURRY SCURRY SCURRY*

The creature bolted through the open door to the shop after one of it's young customers and began looking for somewhere high up to hide. It's long arms easily climbed up one of the displays, throwing wands, wand cases, polishes, and everything that just so happened to be in it's path. Pinkish drool oozed down either side of it's ugly mouth as it picked up one of the wands and began gnawing on it.

"Whoop whoop WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP!"

Giving his daughter the special 'bear hug', he just knelt there and listened to the random stuff the little girl was talking. He had noooooo idea what she was saying. "Sounds like you're having a princess perfect day!" Poking her tummy, he grinned up at Layla. Oh, lunch. YUM. LAYLA MADE HIM LUNCH?

"Oh good. I'm starving." Standing up, hand settled slightly on Magnolia's head, he glanced around to take in how the shop was going that day. Busy. "Good, good. Summer, you know?" Chuckling, he turned back to face his family...

When the door opened.

At first, he didn't notice it.

Until it started making noise.

"WHAT THE-" Grabbing his daughter and Layla's arm, he stumbled away from the creature, eyeing it in disgust. THAT was the MOST HORRID looking thing he'd EVER SEEN! And it was IN HIS SHOP! NEAR HIS DAUGHTER AND WIFE! And...him...

"WHOEVER BROUGHT THEIR PET.......THING...GET IT OUT OF MY SHOP!"

Sophie was still looking about when she heard a strange noise, but took it as just some young kid trying out wands for the first time. Weird stuff always happened during the testing, right?

......Wrong? Apparently? Since a man was stumbling backwards with a baby in his arms and pulling a woman with him, almost running over Sophie herself. The Hufflepuff stepped back too before any of them fell over and made a bigger mess. She couldn't really see what had freaked the man out, but at least now she knew who the shopkeeper was.

Though... she reckoned that wouldn't be a very good time to introduce herself or anything, so she moved a little to try and see what was-- EATING THE WANDS??????????? Sophie gasped and covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes WIDE open as a... pet? - that was someone's pet?? Merlin! - gnawed and gnawed on wands and drooled a very nasty looking thing all over the store.

The brunette hated herself for still being underage. A spell right now would be very welcome, wouldn't it?? Sophie stared at the creature for a bit and then looked around to see if anyone was going to go control their... pet. But no one was going its way as if they owned the little monster.... weird...

"Sir?" The girl began, poking the shopkeeper's shoulder slightly to call his attention to her. "I don't think that's anyone's pet..." And she apprehensively eyed the thing again.

Magnolia did a Pillsbury doughboy sort of giggle when her daddy poked her tummy. She was having a princess day but her dogs were naughty, least two of them were and Panda wouldn't play with her.

As her dad straightened up she bounced in the space between the both of them.

"I figured you would be. I made your favourite sandwich." She held up the paper bag. Layla then looked around the shop."And well at least the shop is still in one piece."

Wait did she talk too soon?

Bryce startled her when he yelled at the thing and grabbed her arm since she really hadn't noticed it until he addressed it. That was disgusting and scary.

Magz started crying and Layla scooped her up into her arms and clutched her to her chest then she made a mental note of where exactly her wand was.

Layla looked down at the child poking her husband. Wasn't she scared? Her own daughter was trembling in her arms.

"Just stay back...it might be dangerous." Heck it was destroying the shop. It probably WAS dangerous.

"She's right though Bryce..who would keep that thing as a pet?"

"Whoop whoop WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP!"

WAH BIG LOUD SCARY NOISES! SCARY HUMANS! SCARY SCARY SCARY!

The creature snarled at the man and began THROWING wands at him. It chewed on a few of them before so, just because it COULD gnaw on them it if wanted to, but they were still thrown at him, his lady friend, and the little human with them.

Pink saliva flinging all over the place, the creature scaled the side of the display and leaped across towards the window side display and crashed into a stack of ink wells.

*CRAAAAAAAAAASH*

Now there was ink everywhere as well as saliva and from where the saliva hit came a soft hissing noise as it ate away at the floor and walls. Hopefully none got on anyone's skin...that would leave a nasty burn.[/SIZE]

This was it. This was the day Hayley had been waiting for, for as long as she could remember. Well.. the second day she'd been waiting for. The first was going to be the day she left for Hogwarts, but really, she sort of needed a wand before going off to school.

With her hands clasped tightly in front of her, the small girl slipped into the shop, her mum following close behind her with a gentle smile playing on her lips. Hayley, however, didn't wear a smile at all - no, just an excited yet nervous look upon her youthful face. As her mother quietly spoke words to soothe her, the little Diggory gave a slight nod of her brown-haired head.

Why was she nervous, again? What was there to be nervous about? Nothing. Nothing at all.

Curious blue-grey eyes gazed around the room as they walked further inside, taking in the chairs in front of a large window - the one she'd been peeking in just before entering the shop, and more important, all of the boxes. Millions of little boxes. Wands.

"Are you ready, love?"

Hayley heard her mother say, and turned to look at her properly, before offering another nod. "Yes, Mummy."

Intering, huh? Sounded cool and he had high hopes for this summer and opportunity. Hopefully, he wouldn't be let down and it'd turn out to be enjoyable and interesting. And he reckoned that it would be because hellooo, this was Ollivander's. Not many got the opportunity to be spending the summer here. Well, him and anyone else accepted for the internship. He was hoping they were decent people, would suck having to waste precious time dealing with lame people.

He wasn't going to let anything ruin this for him.

Pupping up his shirt's collar, Mike slid into the shop with squared shoulders. Impressions, it was all about them.

His eyes scanned the surroundings noting everyone around. Costumers, obviously. His gaze trailed to the counter finding the men running the shop. Should he go forth and introduce himself or wait. He settled for hanging around where he was for a bit.

He'd juuuust turned to head to the storage room (also his makeshift office room) with Tucker, when his gaze settled on that young man riiiigght over there. The one standing awkwardly by the entrance, not doing anything. It was awkward, okay? Usually people spoke up or moved closer to be helped. Awkwaaaaard.

Then again...

"Hey there." Bryce waved over to the lad. YOUTHERE! Hi. "You an intern?"

He had obvserved enough and figured it was the time to maybe approach the counter and ask for the shopkeeper to make his presence known. Surely, they were waiting for him. They shall wait no MORE!

Oh, oh, that man was talking to him. "Yes, Sir. Mike Somerlad at your service," He nodded at the man coolly and contemplated pulling out the letter he'd received to prove what he was saying. HE WAS AN INTERN OKAY?! Not that anyone questioned that. Just to be sure.

But wait, there was another boy who got closer to the counter earlier and was now with whom Mike assumed him to be McLaughlin. You know, shopkeeper. The other boy didn't have any letters flashed so it maybe wasn't necessary.

Did he say to the back? They must be waiting for him. Time to move. Finally moving, he followed the other two.

He was here. The young man has never worked a day in his life, so when his mother said he was going to 'work,' Gansey felt as if he was doing something completely different, out of this world. His little world. Sure, he works hard for what he wants, but labor isn't one of those things.

This wasn't labor, though. Wandlore was NEVER labor. In fact, all the books on the subject sprawled all over his room back home said otherwise. It was Gansey Baltazar's passion. His ambition.

Hoisting the strap of the satchel that ran diagonally across his torso, Gansey glanced around once he entered the wand shop. You could bet a furry ogre's butt he brought his notes along with him. Just in case. One couldn't ever be too prepared.

"Hello," he called. "I'm Gansey Baltazar and I'm one of the interns." THE Intern, mind you. He was going to rock this. Just watch him.

He was feeling quite accomplished to have been able to escort his brother here without slipping into one of the shops on the way. They finally made it to the wands' shop. Dante stepped inside carefully feeling the place required such attitude. Wand were a big deal, right?

Once he was inside, he stepped aside from the doorway and slid his hands into his pockets casting a look around. Talk about a packed place. To the side he noticed what seemed to be some sort of station probably to do with wands. Duh.

There were other people sitting here, probably waiting for someone. Squinting ahead he could see a counter and a separate area. He wasn't sure what to quite do now. But he was in no hurry now that they'd made it here. "What do you think? Cool, huh?" He elbowed Jamie a bit hard which indicated excitement on his part.