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Just as you enter the shop, in between all the chaos that may or may not have been going on, is a rather open area with a measuring tape that seems to be hovering in mid air. It wiggles and flies around, ready to measure the next customer to walk into it's range. The measuring tape will eagerly measure your height, the reach of your arm, and maybe even other strange measurements to help the wandmakers find the best wand for you.
In front of the counter there is the empty space that is designated as the fitting area. Here is where wands are fitted. After being measured by the magical measuring tape, you will be assisted by a worker who will then endeavor to fit you with your perfect wand and start pulling boxes from the shelves, which stretch back impossibly far and up so high that even the tallest people have to tip their head back to see the tops.
Long sliding ladders are attached to every stretch of shelves, and the wandmakers make great use of these to reach those wands which are tucked away high up. There seems to be a filing system of sorts, some kind of method to the madness, though most of the boxes are unmarked. Is it a colour code? Or is it shape? size? smell? Something else? Well you'll never know unless you get a job here. Luckily, and out of sheer necessity, these shelves have been bespelled so that wandboxes are not in danger of flying everywhere due to errant spells cast by children wielding their new wands.
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⌦ In order to receive a wand, please take the WAND QUIZ ONCE for the character who is here for a wand. Then, post your character being measured by the "magical measuring tape" ONCE in this thread. This thread is not one where you should interact with others, one post here please! It serves as our queue!
See the example post below, or look at other posts in this thread from previous terms.
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Jessica went into Ollivanders with more than her share of nerves, it was time for her first wand! The eleven year old made her way over to the measuring area and waited for her turn. Soon enough the measuring tape reached her and began zipping about, straightening with a snap and measuring out her height and, when she held her arms out, she watched it take a measurement of how long they were too. Fun! Did that mean her wand would be as big as her whole arm?
The girl stepped away from the measuring area and she eagerly waited for the shopkeeper to find her wand.
⌦ Please take the SORTING QUIZ first and wait to be placed in your house before taking the wand quiz! Your house effects your final wand in our quiz! This goes for current members who are re-sorting too, though you may take the quiz in advance if you know what your new house will be.
⌦ You may role play the magical measuring tape, but you may not role play for the shopkeepers. Ollivander does not work here!
⌦ After submitting the wand quiz and posting in this thread, please wait for a shop worker to assist you and your character in finding their perfect wand match. You do not have to RP to get your wand, but it is highly encouraged as a part of enriching your RP experience.
⌦ Please do not stretch the wand fitting experience out too long, it should not take more than three tries at an absolute maximum to find your character's match.
⌦ If we run out of time to complete the RP with you by the end of the RP summer, we will PM or VM your wand result to you, provided you have posted in this thread and responded to our efforts to interact with you.
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Xander was more than a little okay with the younger siblings being left behind with their Aunt Hady for the afternoon. Sure, he loved the little rugrats but they were bond to only get in the way and today should be all about his sisters and himself. Would like a day to himself but..- that was a whole other story.
So long had he waited for this moment. So, so long and now it was finally here. Whatever was said between his parents of siblings as they all entered the shop went straight over this kids head. The only things Xander was paying any attention to was the amount of wands that were stacked around all over the shop and the line of kids ahead of them. His gaze kept bouncing from left to right, up and down and then behind him to back in front of him. One of those boxes held HIS WAND! Which one though?
It was with one of these many glances around that he actually did catch that look from Phoebe. The slightest grin was given to her before he was right back to checking everything else out around him. The reaction of some of the kids when they first held their wand was kinda funny. That held his attention for a little. At least until it was Phoebe's turn to deal with the measuring tape. Then he focused solely on that and nothing else. Yeah, he was going to be protective even when dealing with tape.
It didn't seem all that bad and before he knew it, the tape was right in front of his face causing him to blink at it. Erm, well alright then. Hello, to you too. Standing as still as he could, which was kinda easy as it didn't take all that long, he let the measuring tape do it's thing. Arm length, his head, finger, an.. eyebrow? Strange but whatever made the tape move alone onto Giselle made him happy.
Was it time to get his wand now?
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Definitely.
They were definitely going to stick to blaming the strange Nargles. Now and maybe forever. Dy continued to split her attention between her sister and figuring out which wand would choose her - Dynah. When it came to herself, it seemed as though she had struck gold {figuratively speaking, of course} on only her second attempt. How lucky! Gone was all the uncommon hint of the distress Dy had been feeling minutes ago. It was replaced by pure excitement and another toothy grin. “Thanks a whole lot, Mister!’’ Here was her very first {and hopefully only} wand. With abnormal and rapt attention, each of the shopkeeper’s words were mentally noted. Why did it sound as though this was exactly the type of wand one should have, one that would remind them that they could do anything they set their mind to? Creature magic! The girl was delighted. This was perfect for her since lived among creatures all her life! Already she was in love with this wand; every aspect of it was wonderful! “I think I’ll be very happy with this wand.” There were nods on her part to support this. Oh, what else did she want? “A satin hip holster and a wand polish, please.” Clearly she cared very little about spending her fathers’ money.
Nads… did not have any luck with that wand. Dy looked around in alarm and out-of-the-ordinary concern as flames made a sudden appearance. “Are you okay?” Papa Benny wasn’t panicking, right? He needn’t because Nads was already off to try another wand. “Fingers crossed for better luck this time!’’ Cue her waving her right hand around where four of her five fingers were crossed.
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If anyone had thought she hadn't been looking forward to this trip to Ollivanders, they really hadn't been paying attention. Giselle had been to the alley often enough lately that everything else was old news, but this was of course a family thing. She only felt sad for Rora and Damien since they couldn't watch; the twins being watched by Aunt Hady while mum and dad were with them here. She loved her ickle siblings, but this was way more important than that. She'd even agreed to let Mysaria stay home, so of course the twins being elsewhere was also okay.
She knew her siblings had been looking forward to getting their wands too. It was only for that that she had given a pointed look in the direction of the kids in line ahead of them, before she had heard her sister's comment (and felt the nudge). "I am. Do you think we ought to ask for special consideration?" , she responded in a stage whisper that might've been a bit louder than it ought. Oops. Sorry, not sorry. Mum would've gotten it for them.
And then it was their turn, and she stepped aside as the tape first went to Phoebe and then to Xander, sighing only a little at being relegated to last. It just meant she was the best.
And she gracefully pirouetted as the tape had begun measuring her, pretending it was a strange pas de deux partner. Or maybe measuring her for a new costume. Maybe that was a better comparison, although why did it need to know the length of the space between her eyes?
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Delightful. Absolutely delightful. Always something of a personal triumph to match his customers on the first try, but it was more than that. It was the reaction to the match, and even to picking up the right wand for the first time.
"That's very good, yes. Unless I am very much mistaken, you've found a match. This wand has chosen you." Exciting, right? Yes. It was. And now, his speec-... explanation.
"This is eleven inches and two thirds of delicate aspen, with a billywig sting core. The core makes for an undoubtedly dependable wand, excellent for charms work, and charms concerned with propulsion or lift in particular. You should master the wand relatively quickly." As he spoke, Zeke set the other wand boxes to the side, so that he could easily return them to the shelves when they were done here, and prepared to ring up the wand itself. A rather distinct looking wand too - not many wand woods were so light in hue as this one. "Aspen is also excellent for Charms, and for duelling too. It's often said that the owner of an aspen wand is attracted to revolutionaries, and also to a notable duellist or an individual destined to be one. The Silver Spears apparently used to only accept duellists with aspen wands." But he was going to get off that subject before he went off on a tangent. Zeke did enjoy the history of wands. Naturally. "Aspen also helps to direct focus."
Now then, he supposed that was plenty to be getting on with. "The wand by itself is 10 galleons, plus anything else you might like today."
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[11⅔ inch delicate aspen with billywig sting]
The wand CHOSE her. Sophia liked thinking of wands as being able to choose. She admired the wand itself as he described it. She wasn't sure what a billywig was, but she was sure she could find it in a book somewhere. And it was good at charms and and and dueling? That was cool. She didn't know how to duel, for obvious reasons, but she thought she would make an excellent revolutionary someday. If there was something to revolt against. She was trying her best to make mental notes of everything the wan man was saying, but he was saying so much! She still had all her other shopping to do, so she hoped she could remember it when she got home.
But she'd just gotten her first wand, and it was beautiful. Prettier than her brother's or sisters' wands, in her opinion. "Thank you, sir, I love it so much," she said when he'd paused.
Oh, and for the price. Sophia's parents had told her, just the wand, so she counted out her ten galleons. "Just the wand, please," she said, polite as could be. Her very own, pretty, dependable wand!!!!! Her granddad would be so proud.
Brandon couldn't understand why the man was so nice and patient. But he didn't want him to stop being nice and patient, so he tried to do what the shopkeeper wanted and make all the correct faces and take up as little time as possible. He took the next wand. This one... he wasn't sure about it. He switched it between his hands three or four times, trying to figure out if that made the wand feel more or less right. Nobody seemed to mind that he was taking his time. He settled on the right hand.
He waved it, creating a beam of brilliant light. He looked at the shopkeeper again. Brandon wasn't sure if that meant the wand was his or not, but he did know that he felt a wave of strong reluctance at the thought of giving it back. His fingers tightened around it, holding more securely.
He'd created a light. That meant the wand was his now, right? Nobody was going to suddenly make him take a different one? Because this was the one he wanted. It was his. and he would cry if anyone tried to take it away because it was his it was his
It was doing the light thing again. "I need this one," he said firmly. "How much should I pay for it?"
When the boy looked at him, Zeke smiled in what he hoped was an encouraging sort of way. From what he could tell, the beam of light had indicated a match, but still, if the individual still felt as though something wasn't quite right...
And then he grinned - the sudden firmness to the boy's voice, the confidence that this wand was the one, was the clearest sign. "Wonderful," he said, most sincerely, before adding, "Well done."
He would, of course, get to the price in due course, but first Zeke went through some of the finer details of the match. "This wand is willow, twirly, and twelve-and-a-quarter inches in length. The core is unicorn hair." And, though Zeke was loath to make assumptions or judgements on face value, he sensed that it was a very good match, if he did say so himself. Which... he did. "Willow is well-suited to healing spells - and is well known for its suitability for advanced non-verbal magic. Something to keep in mind for when you start learning such magic later in your schooling." Of course, it did also depend on the individual performing the spells too, the work they put into it, and their natural aptitude. "An excellent wand for water elemental spells too, for that matter. The core makes for a very faithful wand, very consistent and reliable. Again excellent for healing spells, and for charms and transfigurations."
Specifications over, Zeke moved towards his cash register and began ringing the wand up. "By itself, the wand is 11 galleons, plus anything else you might like to go with it."
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[12¼ inch twirly willow with unicorn hair]
SPOILER!!: Granger Danger
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Looking at the wood she was in awe by how pretty the wand was, he was right it was prettier then the last one. "Ooh... this one is more prettier then the last one for sure!" Taking the wand it felt nice and warm in her hands, and it felt perfect in her small hands not too big or small for her hands it was perfect. Taking it waving it a burst of sparkles came out of if making her squeal and giggle happily before looking at him. " That's good right? It means the wand is for me right? Cause it feels perfect in my hand nice and warm too."
Biting her lip she looked down at the wand in her hands, it wasn't spluttering or doing anything bad. She felt like it was meant for her, she loved how it felt. She was muggleborn but she knew when things felt right.
Well now, would you look at that. "Yes, that's very good indeed," Zeke said reassuringly, with a nod of the head. Yes, they really did seem to be ticking all the boxes. "I can say with great confidence that this wand has chosen you. Congratulations."
And, as far as he was concerned, it really was something to celebrate. Nothing quite like the feeling of matching with one's first - and often their only - wand. "Now then, your new wand is nine and three-quarter inches of robust beech, with a jobberknoll feather at its core. Beech encourages learning and knowledge, and, should you ever wish to pursue the subject, you will find that rune magic will come easy to you. Really a very charming wood; capable of wonderful artistry and subtlety in the magic it produces." Whether that was anything to do with the fact that beech owners often possessed creative souls was a matter up for debate, but it was true that that was also the case. "Jobberknoll feathers make wands that are excellent for use in brewing potions and in charms, and which tend to choose individuals with a good memory or intellect."
That was plenty to be getting on with for now. Zeke smiled warmly, and stepped over to his cash register to start ringing up the wand. "The wand will be 10 galleons, plus anything else you might like today." He gestured towards the board upon which were listed the various products they sold here in the shop.
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[9¾ inch robust beech with jobberknoll feather]
SPOILER!!: Holmesian Feline
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Thankfully the shopkeeper was quick on his feet and with his own wand, taking care of the trouble she caused without too much damage. “Sorry…” Nadia replied apologetically, looking a tad sheepish at her drama. As for the wand and whether it was a good fit… “Well, it felt better than the first one…” she remarked truthfully, “I’m not sure of it.” She certainly didn’t want to risk causing a fire every time she used her wand, even if the chance of that happening would diminish by her actually learning how to properly use it and her magic.
“I’d like to try another please,” she admitted, carefully handing back the offensive fire-starter to return to its box. Dy might have lucked out on her second choice, but maybe just maybe for her the third time would be the charm. It would feel better than just settling on a possible match…right?
"Oh, no need to apologise," Zeke reassured the girl, opting to ignore the slightly elevated heart rate that often came with a scare like fire in the shop. "No harm done. We get all kinds happening in here, after all." Paid to be on ones toes, as it were.
He nodded then, and picked up the third option. "I think that's very wise," he said, opening up the box and offering the contents of that one now. "Here we are then. Let's see if this isn't the one."
SPOILER!!: FearlessLeader19
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Definitely.
They were definitely going to stick to blaming the strange Nargles. Now and maybe forever. Dy continued to split her attention between her sister and figuring out which wand would choose her - Dynah. When it came to herself, it seemed as though she had struck gold {figuratively speaking, of course} on only her second attempt. How lucky! Gone was all the uncommon hint of the distress Dy had been feeling minutes ago. It was replaced by pure excitement and another toothy grin. “Thanks a whole lot, Mister!’’ Here was her very first {and hopefully only} wand. With abnormal and rapt attention, each of the shopkeeper’s words were mentally noted. Why did it sound as though this was exactly the type of wand one should have, one that would remind them that they could do anything they set their mind to? Creature magic! The girl was delighted. This was perfect for her since lived among creatures all her life! Already she was in love with this wand; every aspect of it was wonderful! “I think I’ll be very happy with this wand.” There were nods on her part to support this. Oh, what else did she want? “A satin hip holster and a wand polish, please.” Clearly she cared very little about spending her fathers’ money.
Nads… did not have any luck with that wand. Dy looked around in alarm and out-of-the-ordinary concern as flames made a sudden appearance. “Are you okay?” Papa Benny wasn’t panicking, right? He needn’t because Nads was already off to try another wand. “Fingers crossed for better luck this time!’’ Cue her waving her right hand around where four of her five fingers were crossed.
"I'm very glad to hear it. I hope you will be," Zeke said, nodding approvingly. Always good to hear his-... uh... his customers' wands being respected, and welcomed warmly by their new owners.
He retrieved the other items that the customer had requested, and rang those up along with the wand. "Right then, all told that's 19 galleons 8 sickles, please."
SPOILER!!: Lissy Longbottom
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Well, the shopkeeper was nice enough at least. That made Nancy feel a bit more relaxed. She smiled at him and took the wand with a shaky hand, making sure she turned it over a few times in her grip. It didn't feel quite...right as she held it. Then again, she'd never held a REAL wand before. Toy wands, sure...
She took a deep breath and waved it, and when she did so, one of the boxes on the nearby counter SHOT off the counter and into the opposite wall, hitting the floor loudly as Nancy quickly placed the wand back on the counter like it was made of lava. That was gonna be a HARD pass from her. "No, that's not it," she said softly. Hopefully there wasn't anything expensive or fragile in that box....
Zeke could not help it. When the box hurtled itself from the counter into the wall, he flinched like it caused him physical pain. Maybe it did. Spiritually. Spiritually physical pain. It was a thing.
Beyond that, however, he maintained his composure - had had a lot of practice in doing so, in fact, being in this line of work. Zeke was used to mess (though he didn't like it) and potential damages (though he went through the however-many stages of grief over it) whenever wands were being tested in his shop, and as far as he was concerned, part of the job was to take it in his stride and ensure the customer remained at ease. Most of them being... well... kids.
"No, I think you're quite right," he said in agreement, drawing his own wand and wordlessly summoning the box back from the floor, and setting it aside so he could check on its contents later. "Not to worry, though. Let's try another, shall we?" He considered their next options thoughtfully, then picked up a second box, and again presented its contents to the girl. "Perhaps this one..."
SPOILER!!: Uncle Moose
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"Combination" Ewy spoke quietly under his breath with an intrigued look on his face as he inspected the wand from it's box before happily taking it into the palm of his hand and gripping it tightly same as before with the last one.
"I'll take your word for it, sir." He was in fact the expert even if Ewy thought the man was just trying to save face for having given him quite a few wands.
He took a step back. With the same aggressive attitude Ewy swung his arm though in a slightly different motion than before. As his wand arm crossed over his chest a slimy purple substance formed out of midair and then shot across the store at probably was definitely light speed for sure until it splattered against the window of the shop. He looked at it in shock, and then awe as he chuckled similarly to how he had been tickled only a moment ago. "Ew...that's gross!" He said gleefully. As he looked at the wand with a nod. He chuckled again because Ew....Ewy...that was him.
These kids... these kids did their best to wound him sometimes, didn't they? Zeke's beautiful windows...
Okay, so he was being a little dramatic, but he had only just cleaned them this morning. On the other hand, it wasn't as though he disliked the task.
Looking from the purple goop to the young boy, Zeke nodded to himself as well, and attempted to gauge his expression. "Am I right in thinking that this wand feels like the one?" He did not believe he was mistaken, and in fact was already half-turned towards his cash register to start ringing things up.
But he just wanted to make sure.
SPOILER!!: oh its Erik ok
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Phoebe entered with the rest of the barrington bunch. Aunt Hady was the real mvp for looking after twins. More focus for the three of them. She was being a little selfish but still. It was there moment after all. wands and school soon and lets not forget books! Dad was laughing about being in ollivanders after like 20 years. He was trying to remember who the shopkeeper was back than. he old. At least mum was behaving. She looked around before nudging Giselle
"Look at this place"
Meaning look at all the wands and one of them will be hers and one will be Giselle's. She gave Xander a look hoping he wasn't too distracted. Seems there was a tiny bit of a wait before it was her turn to go in front of the tape. Shame she didnt bring a book. Would have been perfect. When it was finally her turn she made her way in front of the measuring tape with her arms spread out.
"Please be gentle"
she had no idea if it could listen or if it even worked that way. didnt with the things at home. But there was always a chance.
Zeke had heard the instruction to his tape measure from the other side of the shop, where he was finishing up with another customer. Once upon a time, he might have made sure to keep an eye out, just to make extra sure the tape measure was, in fact, behaving - though even back then it only ever seemed to want to strangle Zeke rather than his customers, which was... something of a plus - but by now he was confident in letting it do its thing.
Once he was done, he turned his attention to the next customer... only to very quickly realised she was only the first in a large party. Well... best to fit all three at once, in that case. Zeke waited to retrieve the first set of measurements, collected wand boxes accordingly, then did the same again, and a third time, and only then did he approach.
"Well hello there," he said, rather genially, setting all the boxes down. He didn't like to assume, but he suspected the three were related somehow, going by resemblance. If those adults nearby were the parents to all three then... yeesh. This was a lot of galleons to drop in one go. "Ready to find your wand? Go on ahead and give this a wave, and tell me if it feels right."
As he spoke, he unboxed the first option, and presented the wand inside.
SPOILER!!: Kolyander - but references in the reply above
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Xander was more than a little okay with the younger siblings being left behind with their Aunt Hady for the afternoon. Sure, he loved the little rugrats but they were bond to only get in the way and today should be all about his sisters and himself. Would like a day to himself but..- that was a whole other story.
So long had he waited for this moment. So, so long and now it was finally here. Whatever was said between his parents of siblings as they all entered the shop went straight over this kids head. The only things Xander was paying any attention to was the amount of wands that were stacked around all over the shop and the line of kids ahead of them. His gaze kept bouncing from left to right, up and down and then behind him to back in front of him. One of those boxes held HIS WAND! Which one though?
It was with one of these many glances around that he actually did catch that look from Phoebe. The slightest grin was given to her before he was right back to checking everything else out around him. The reaction of some of the kids when they first held their wand was kinda funny. That held his attention for a little. At least until it was Phoebe's turn to deal with the measuring tape. Then he focused solely on that and nothing else. Yeah, he was going to be protective even when dealing with tape.
It didn't seem all that bad and before he knew it, the tape was right in front of his face causing him to blink at it. Erm, well alright then. Hello, to you too. Standing as still as he could, which was kinda easy as it didn't take all that long, he let the measuring tape do it's thing. Arm length, his head, finger, an.. eyebrow? Strange but whatever made the tape move alone onto Giselle made him happy.
Was it time to get his wand now?
... and then he turned to the second child in the group. "Now your turn, young sir."
Zeke turned back to where he'd stacked the wand boxes on the counter, and considered them for a moment, before pulling out the middle box from the middle stack, opening it up, and presenting the wand inside to the boy.
"Give this a wave, and we'll see what it does. Let me know if it feels like the one, or if we ought to try another."
Plenty of options, after all.
SPOILER!!: SilverTiger - but references in the replies above
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If anyone had thought she hadn't been looking forward to this trip to Ollivanders, they really hadn't been paying attention. Giselle had been to the alley often enough lately that everything else was old news, but this was of course a family thing. She only felt sad for Rora and Damien since they couldn't watch; the twins being watched by Aunt Hady while mum and dad were with them here. She loved her ickle siblings, but this was way more important than that. She'd even agreed to let Mysaria stay home, so of course the twins being elsewhere was also okay.
She knew her siblings had been looking forward to getting their wands too. It was only for that that she had given a pointed look in the direction of the kids in line ahead of them, before she had heard her sister's comment (and felt the nudge). "I am. Do you think we ought to ask for special consideration?" , she responded in a stage whisper that might've been a bit louder than it ought. Oops. Sorry, not sorry. Mum would've gotten it for them.
And then it was their turn, and she stepped aside as the tape first went to Phoebe and then to Xander, sighing only a little at being relegated to last. It just meant she was the best.
And she gracefully pirouetted as the tape had begun measuring her, pretending it was a strange pas de deux partner. Or maybe measuring her for a new costume. Maybe that was a better comparison, although why did it need to know the length of the space between her eyes?
... and now the third in their party.
(And, for the record, no special consideration, alas. Only two customers could receive that, and they'd both been fitted with wands a year ago.)
"And last, but by no means least," Zeke said, by way of greeting, smiling at the girl and then turning to his third small stack of wand options. This time he retrieved the one from the bottom, opened it up, and presented the wand inside to the girl. "Have at it. Give it a wave, and we'll see what's what."
SPOILER!!: Waddles
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The wand CHOSE her. Sophia liked thinking of wands as being able to choose. She admired the wand itself as he described it. She wasn't sure what a billywig was, but she was sure she could find it in a book somewhere. And it was good at charms and and and dueling? That was cool. She didn't know how to duel, for obvious reasons, but she thought she would make an excellent revolutionary someday. If there was something to revolt against. She was trying her best to make mental notes of everything the wan man was saying, but he was saying so much! She still had all her other shopping to do, so she hoped she could remember it when she got home.
But she'd just gotten her first wand, and it was beautiful. Prettier than her brother's or sisters' wands, in her opinion. "Thank you, sir, I love it so much," she said when he'd paused.
Oh, and for the price. Sophia's parents had told her, just the wand, so she counted out her ten galleons. "Just the wand, please," she said, polite as could be. Her very own, pretty, dependable wand!!!!! Her granddad would be so proud.
"You're quite welcome," Zeke replied, with another beaming smile. The work in itself was thanks enough, but he appreciated the gratitude all the same. "Just the wand it is," he added, scooping up the galleons and adding them to the cash register. "You're all set, then. Best of luck with your wand."
Not that luck was likely to come into it. The two had found each other, and would soon become highly attuned to each other, with time and work. But still. Best of luck all the same.
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Was she okay? Nadia was drawn back to her sister’s presence at the question of concern, and perhaps more importantly her Papa. The man looking to have given a sigh of relief at the shopkeeper’s quick action but still keeping his distance, doing his best not to smother his daughters. “Mhmm…I think so,” Nadia assured them both with a nod to the luck wishing. She could definitely use some better luck in this wand choosing the wizard. She was two for two and she would rather not having any more negative excitement…or nothing at all.
The eleven year old braced herself as she reached for the next offered wand, nervous as her fingers wrapped around the smooth wood as she took it from its boxed home. It felt warm to her touch but not fire burning hot so Nadia suspected that it might be a good thing. Then after taking a deep breath, she let herself give the wand a wave and found herself the owner of a conjured sunflower. Well, that was something different. Positively better than flames…but different, causing her to smile and let out her own sigh of relief.
Brandon relaxed a little when he knew that the wand was his, and that he could keep it, and that he didn't have to give it back when he'd already decided to be attached. And... he did subconsciously smile when he heard the shopkeeper smile and look pleased and say 'well done'. He needed that, a little (not that he would admit it).
Holding his wand protectively in the one hand, and his sister's hand protectively in the other, Brandon listened and paid attention to the shopkeeper's every word. He smiled again, excited about healing and nonverbals and consistency. Consistency was his favorite... he couldn't stand when he expected something to happen and it didn't. He really hated it. Really. "Thank you for helping me," he said quietly as his big sister paid.
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Little Dynah fully intended to keep her words with regard to her wand. This was why she was only too happy to reach into her purse to retrieve the total of nineteen Galleons and eight Sickles. The coins were then handed over to Ezekiel with another word of thanks. Right! That was hers all sorted then. Clutching her purchases, Dy’s attention could now be solely on Nads.
On her third try, the twin seemed to be doing differently. The GOOD kind of different. Dy held her breath as the wand was waved though there was a loud, excited squeal when the sunflower appeared. This was a happy sign! The sunflower, she meant. Dy gave Nads a thumbs up. Surely this was the wand that had chosen her sister?
Brandon relaxed a little when he knew that the wand was his, and that he could keep it, and that he didn't have to give it back when he'd already decided to be attached. And... he did subconsciously smile when he heard the shopkeeper smile and look pleased and say 'well done'. He needed that, a little (not that he would admit it).
Holding his wand protectively in the one hand, and his sister's hand protectively in the other, Brandon listened and paid attention to the shopkeeper's every word. He smiled again, excited about healing and nonverbals and consistency. Consistency was his favorite... he couldn't stand when he expected something to happen and it didn't. He really hated it. Really. "Thank you for helping me," he said quietly as his big sister paid.
When he left the store, he was smiling.
"You're quite welcome," Zeke said, smiling still as warmly as ever as he took the money paid by the girl who had accompanied the boy, and added the coins to the cash register. "Have a nice day. And good luck with that wand of yours."
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Little Dynah fully intended to keep her words with regard to her wand. This was why she was only too happy to reach into her purse to retrieve the total of nineteen Galleons and eight Sickles. The coins were then handed over to Ezekiel with another word of thanks. Right! That was hers all sorted then. Clutching her purchases, Dy’s attention could now be solely on Nads.
On her third try, the twin seemed to be doing differently. The GOOD kind of different. Dy held her breath as the wand was waved though there was a loud, excited squeal when the sunflower appeared. This was a happy sign! The sunflower, she meant. Dy gave Nads a thumbs up. Surely this was the wand that had chosen her sister?
Smiling genially at his young customer, he dropped each of the coins into the cash register, counting them out in his head to double check all was in order. And it was. Excellent. He met the word of thanks with a, "You're very welcome," before also turning his attention back to the other girl as they resumed the search for the second wand.
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Was she okay? Nadia was drawn back to her sister’s presence at the question of concern, and perhaps more importantly her Papa. The man looking to have given a sigh of relief at the shopkeeper’s quick action but still keeping his distance, doing his best not to smother his daughters. “Mhmm…I think so,” Nadia assured them both with a nod to the luck wishing. She could definitely use some better luck in this wand choosing the wizard. She was two for two and she would rather not having any more negative excitement…or nothing at all.
The eleven year old braced herself as she reached for the next offered wand, nervous as her fingers wrapped around the smooth wood as she took it from its boxed home. It felt warm to her touch but not fire burning hot so Nadia suspected that it might be a good thing. Then after taking a deep breath, she let herself give the wand a wave and found herself the owner of a conjured sunflower. Well, that was something different. Positively better than flames…but different, causing her to smile and let out her own sigh of relief.
"That...felt right."
At the sight of the sunflower, Zeke positively beamed. That was a clear sign if he'd ever seen one, made clearer still by the smile on the girl's face. "I'm glad to hear it," he said. "Because that was undoubtedly a match. This wand has chosen you."
Exciting, no? So was this next part - though perhaps Zeke was a little biased. He cleared his throat, and hooked his thumbs into his waistcoat pockets. "What you have there is nine and a half inches of bendy holly, with unicorn hair at the core. This particular wood is excellent for defensive magic and healing spells, and makes for a very good wand for working with creatures. It's considered a lucky wand, and is one of those few that protect against lightning strikes." Always a positive. Or, at least, Zeke would think so, though the chances of actually being struck by lightning were... well, he didn't know. "Unicorn hair makes for a very faithful wand. Consistent and reliable too, and well suited to charms and transfigurations and, again, healing spells. Difficult to turn to the Dark Arts, and particularly in tune with subtle and delicate magic." All in all, it was a combination of wood and core that Zeke found most charming - one that was intriguing, while at the same time made a lot of sense.
But anyway. "The wand by itself is 12 galleons, plus anything else you might be interested in buying today." Zeke gestured to his price board, where the available products and their prices were listed.
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If Xander didn't know his triplet any better he would have most certainly rolled his eyes at Giselle. This wasn't ballet class. Did she know how silly she looked? He wouldn't be surprised if her moving about like that messed up the measuring tapes measurements. Luck for her it was magical and it probably didn't matter too much but still.. couldn't she stand still like everyone else?
His attention was quickly pulled from his sisters and onto the man that approached them with boxes of wands. Now this was what he had been waiting for. The moment of truth. Which wand was his. "Hello, Sir." Xander smiled lightly, standing up a little taller as he watched the man select the wand from the middle box and present it to him. Reaching out for it, he slowly closed his fingers around the smooth cool wood of the wand, a gentle warmth spreading through his hand right away. Was that supposed to happen? He didn't know but he was told to give it a wave, so that's what he did..
Xander gave the wand in his hand a small wave in front of him, a stream of small colorful bubbles bursting forth from the tip of his wand and into the air around those standing there. "I like this one," he declared with great certainty looking up at the wandmaker, a slight grin on his face now. This was his wand. He was sure of it.
He cast a quick glance at his sisters to see how they were each doing with their new wands before looking over at his parents. They had seen how well he had done, right? He hadn't even blown anything up.
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It was the one. Nadia had found HER wand.
Or rather HER wand had chosen her. She smiled at her sister’s thumbs up and listened intently as the shopkeeper explained all about her wand. Good for healing and working with creatures…useful for those in her family for sure. Oooo a lucky wand…protective against lightening strokes…that could be SO helpful if she was caught in a storm on her adventures. Faithful and consistent, good with charms and transfiguration, which were both subjects she was definitely interested in learning.
And she certainly wasn’t about to get into the dark arts so that was a-ok.
Nodding in understanding at the price, her gaze followed the man’s motioning to the board to think on what she might need. A holster like her sister, but something a bit more sturdy. “One green leather holster please,” Nadia asked as she dug in her purse for the 12 galleons for the wand plus the extra for the holster and handing it to the shopkeeper.
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These kids... these kids did their best to wound him sometimes, didn't they? Zeke's beautiful windows...
Okay, so he was being a little dramatic, but he had only just cleaned them this morning. On the other hand, it wasn't as though he disliked the task.
Looking from the purple goop to the young boy, Zeke nodded to himself as well, and attempted to gauge his expression. "Am I right in thinking that this wand feels like the one?" He did not believe he was mistaken, and in fact was already half-turned towards his cash register to start ringing things up.
But he just wanted to make sure.
"You can bet your Bu...behind on it, sir." Ewy took a deep breath in and then exhaled and calmed himself down. "Y-yes this has got to be the one, right? That was super funny what it just did." Just like an old Nickelodeon show or something that his Grandpa would watch as a kid.
Oh...uh! The Mister Wand-Guy was already on his way to the Cash-Register?! The curly-haired boy followed right behind him with a bounce in his step.
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Conversely, Giselle knew her brother very well and therefore had rather expected an eyeroll as her pirouette had turned her in his direction. The fact he hadn’t was interesting, but not enough that she felt like asking. Firstly, she knew Xander wouldn’t answer and secondly, their wands were being delivered. Yes, they were a big group, and this particular member of it hadn’t forgotten the lack of consideration. Even if she also knew mum and dad would’ve already known how expensive it would be and so forth, this ickle brunette was more focused on the slight to herself. She might not have asked for special treatment, but she fully thought she deserved it.
And the wand man had even made her wait for last. She’d returned his smile with an impassive expression, hoping he knew what he’d done. Maybe the fact he’d admitted she was by no means least (and she wasn’t, Phoebe had been the littlest triplet when they’d been born) had helped ease her frustration the tiniest bit, but she still hadn’t budged an inch on the smile thing when she’d taken the offered wand. There’d need to be more before he’d get a smile from her.
Plus, she’d been tempted to say the wand wasn’t perfect for her one bit, just out of spite, except… it actually did feel perfect. It felt like hers, like it belonged in her hand, and she gave it an experimental wave. Because she wanted to, not because he’d told her to, and the slightest of grins appeared as a tiny flame flickered out of the tip of the wand. It reminded her of her goal to learn fire dancing, which meant it knew her. This wand understood her.
Okay, maybe wand man wasn’t all bad.
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If Xander didn't know his triplet any better he would have most certainly rolled his eyes at Giselle. This wasn't ballet class. Did she know how silly she looked? He wouldn't be surprised if her moving about like that messed up the measuring tapes measurements. Luck for her it was magical and it probably didn't matter too much but still.. couldn't she stand still like everyone else?
His attention was quickly pulled from his sisters and onto the man that approached them with boxes of wands. Now this was what he had been waiting for. The moment of truth. Which wand was his. "Hello, Sir." Xander smiled lightly, standing up a little taller as he watched the man select the wand from the middle box and present it to him. Reaching out for it, he slowly closed his fingers around the smooth cool wood of the wand, a gentle warmth spreading through his hand right away. Was that supposed to happen? He didn't know but he was told to give it a wave, so that's what he did..
Xander gave the wand in his hand a small wave in front of him, a stream of small colorful bubbles bursting forth from the tip of his wand and into the air around those standing there. "I like this one," he declared with great certainty looking up at the wandmaker, a slight grin on his face now. This was his wand. He was sure of it.
He cast a quick glance at his sisters to see how they were each doing with their new wands before looking over at his parents. They had seen how well he had done, right? He hadn't even blown anything up.
Delightful, simply delightful. Zeke positively beamed at the young man. "Evidently it likes you too." One of the colourful bubbles drifted up close to his face, and he gave it a smart little poke to pop it before it could drift lazily into his eyes.
"Right then," he said, getting back to business. "I daresay you want to know the specifics?" Zeke was always more than willing to provide; the wand boxes had the basic specs, of course, but he was here to take them through the finer points.
"This wand is twelve inches and two thirds of strong rowan, with unicorn hair at the core. Rowan is the most protective wand wood available, and defensive charms cast with rowan are particularly strong. As you might expect, shielding magic and defensive wards are also well-suited to these wands, and it's ideal for defensive duelling." If, of course, duelling was of any interest. Even if it wasn't, you couldn't really go wrong with a wand suited to defensive magic, just in general. "Rowan is also good for communication spells, and deflecting and repelling spells of the mind. With the unicorn hair core, this wand is a very faithful one, and also well-suited to charms and transfigurations, and to healing spells especially."
And that, as they said, was that. Zeke smiled again. "10 galleons for the wand itself, and we have several other products if you're interested." He nodded towards the price board.
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It was the one. Nadia had found HER wand.
Or rather HER wand had chosen her. She smiled at her sister’s thumbs up and listened intently as the shopkeeper explained all about her wand. Good for healing and working with creatures…useful for those in her family for sure. Oooo a lucky wand…protective against lightening strokes…that could be SO helpful if she was caught in a storm on her adventures. Faithful and consistent, good with charms and transfiguration, which were both subjects she was definitely interested in learning.
And she certainly wasn’t about to get into the dark arts so that was a-ok.
Nodding in understanding at the price, her gaze followed the man’s motioning to the board to think on what she might need. A holster like her sister, but something a bit more sturdy. “One green leather holster please,” Nadia asked as she dug in her purse for the 12 galleons for the wand plus the extra for the holster and handing it to the shopkeeper.
"Of course." One green leather holster, coming right up. By the time Zeke had summoned the right one, and rung that up too, his young customer had already produced the money for both. He took the coins, and counted them into the cash register. "Wonderful, thank you very much. And good luck with that new wand of yours. All the best to the both of you."
He had been referring to both customer and wand as he said that, but as it also applied to both of these young customers, Zeke decided to smile once more at both so that it might be interpreted as such.
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"You can bet your Bu...behind on it, sir." Ewy took a deep breath in and then exhaled and calmed himself down. "Y-yes this has got to be the one, right? That was super funny what it just did." Just like an old Nickelodeon show or something that his Grandpa would watch as a kid.
Oh...uh! The Mister Wand-Guy was already on his way to the Cash-Register?! The curly-haired boy followed right behind him with a bounce in his step.
Zeke allowed a little chuckle. "It certainly seems that way to me too," he said in agreement, and simply smiled somewhat indulgently as to the rest. Super funny, sure, he'd allow that. These things... washed off... usually. Yes, yes, Zeke could see the funny side.
"So!" So, this wand. Zeke drummed his fingers on the counter and launched into his spiel regarding the wand specs. "What you have here is twelve and a half inches of springy spruce, with a graphorn horn core. Spruce... requires a somewhat firm hand. Often seems to have its own ideas about what magic it should or will cast." And, unless Zeke was very much mistaken, this boy was perfectly capable of mastering it. Spruce wands seldom, if ever, chose an owner that did not have what it took to keep it well in hand. "An intensely loyal wand wood, capable of particularly flamboyant and dramatic effects-" Here Zeke glanced towards the scene of the slime, and back again. "-and is excellent for conjuration and creature magic, but not suitable for the Dark Arts. The core makes this wand excellent for defensive magic and duelling spells, which is always a plus."
Now then, with that, all that was left was the actual purchasing. "The wand by itself costs 11 galleons, and we have some other products for sale, if you're interested," Zeke said, and gestured with a nod towards the inventory boards.
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Conversely, Giselle knew her brother very well and therefore had rather expected an eyeroll as her pirouette had turned her in his direction. The fact he hadn’t was interesting, but not enough that she felt like asking. Firstly, she knew Xander wouldn’t answer and secondly, their wands were being delivered. Yes, they were a big group, and this particular member of it hadn’t forgotten the lack of consideration. Even if she also knew mum and dad would’ve already known how expensive it would be and so forth, this ickle brunette was more focused on the slight to herself. She might not have asked for special treatment, but she fully thought she deserved it.
And the wand man had even made her wait for last. She’d returned his smile with an impassive expression, hoping he knew what he’d done. Maybe the fact he’d admitted she was by no means least (and she wasn’t, Phoebe had been the littlest triplet when they’d been born) had helped ease her frustration the tiniest bit, but she still hadn’t budged an inch on the smile thing when she’d taken the offered wand. There’d need to be more before he’d get a smile from her.
Plus, she’d been tempted to say the wand wasn’t perfect for her one bit, just out of spite, except… it actually did feel perfect. It felt like hers, like it belonged in her hand, and she gave it an experimental wave. Because she wanted to, not because he’d told her to, and the slightest of grins appeared as a tiny flame flickered out of the tip of the wand. It reminded her of her goal to learn fire dancing, which meant it knew her. This wand understood her.
Okay, maybe wand man wasn’t all bad.
If he was bothered or offended by the lack of reaction, Zeke didn't show it, and, really, it did take an awful lot to faze him when it came to his young customers. His was a profession that necessitated - relied on, really - interacting with all sorts of personalities, after all. By this stage in his career, he had an abundance of patience for every last one of them... so far, at least.
Eventually noting a smile on the girl's face, he met it with one of his own, and regarded the flicker of flame in appreciation. For the sake of the match, that is. Deep down inside he met it with another flicker, this one of the mildest anxiety. An out of control fire in a wand shop would be nothing short of a tragedy, after all.
But all was well here today.
"Right then," he said, with a note of approval. "I'd say we've found a match. What you have there is eleven and a quarter inches of spinnable cedar, with a dragon heartstring core. A Hebridean Black, to be precise." And Zeke did like to be precise, after all. "One of the Ollivanders used to say 'you will never fool the cedar carrier', and it's true that it tends to pick very perceptive individuals." Also those who held grudges if their loved ones were hurt, and those who could make a frightening adversary if crossed. As a rule, Zeke tried not to make assumptions about anyone who passed through his shop, but... well, the wand had chosen her. "As you've no doubt noticed, cedar is well suited to fire spells, and it also aids with confidence in its owner... if needed, of course. The dragon heartstring core makes for a wand with a fair bit of oomph, and which lends itself to quick mastery of new spells. Very versatile core, though bigger spells which require or produce more power will come easier than your subtle, more delicate spellwork."
That was probably enough to be getting on with. "10 galleons for the wand, and we have some other products you might be interested in too," Zeke said, and gestured towards the price boards which denoted all the Ollivanders products and services.
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Callista came rushing in to get her wand. She'd only been waiting for it her entire life. But seriously she had. With a smile and a bounce in her step she waited patiently for the... oh the magic measuring tapes she heard about were already flying toward her. Who knew? She wondered what her wand would be like.
Johnny escorted his little sister Bettie to Ollivanders to buy her first and hopefully last wand. As soon as Bettie walked into the shop and in range of a measuring tape that seemed to be hovering in midair. It began to eagerly measure her height, the reach of her arm, and many other strange measurements. Before she knew it the measurements was done and now she nervously waits for the shopkeeper to find her wand.
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Finally the day had come to get her very own wand! This was the cool thing about having a summer birthday! She wouldn't have to wait to long before heading off to Hogwarts once she was eleven.
Papa had the morning off which wasn't always the case for him, so this was super special and they were making the most of it. Which was why, Vesper wanted to make sure she headed directly to the wand shop first. There wasn't anyway she was going to let papa miss out on her getting her wand, he had been there when Vera and Vasco had gotten theirs so he needed to see her get hers also. It wouldn't be special otherwise. With all the coins in her pocket, and having been told that Vasco and him would wait right outside in front of the large window, Vesper grabbed her older sisters hand and hurried into the shop.
"Whoa! Lookit this place!" Bright eyes tried to take in everything all at once which wasn't an easy task. Already bouncing on the spot Vesper dropped Vera's hand when the measuring tape zoomed over, directly in front of her face. "Well, hello there!" the young girl giggled. It took a great deal of work to remain as still as she could while the tape zipped around taking all the measurements that it felt was necessary before it was gone. "That was fun!" What a helpful little piece of equipment!
Now she had to wait, right? This was the hard part. Vesper went right back to bouncing on her toes, her smile bright as she looked around again, occasionally her eyes falling upon her sister to make sure she hadn't wandered too far from her.
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As much as she tried to not actively show it, Vera was a giant softie when it came to family time. So today had been something she'd been looking forward to since start of the summer for a multitude of reasons, including that it was a day where all four of the Thanatos crew would be spending the day together. But even MORE than that, they were getting Vesper's wand! Which just made it even more real that come September, little sister would be in tow as well on the Hogwarts Express and heading to Hogwarts with the twins. While she was still sad about leaving Papa alone, it was hard to not also feel excited about having Scoot around more and getting to show her all the things she'd already found about the castle.
Following the smallest Thanatos into the shop, feeling extra special that she was the chosen one to get to actually go inside with her for the fitting and wand match. Vera's eyes moved over the inside of the room, having not come back since her own matching and remembering how excited she'd been too. Which was also why she didn't move away from her sister's side at all as they waited. A giggle escaped her lips watching her with the tape measure before it was off and zooming away and it was time for them to just wait. Draping an arm over Scoot's shoulder, "There's a looot to see in here. You can kind of just make out all the holsters and things too from where we are. Might be an okay idea to scout those while we're waiting so you know what you want!" And then they could make it even faster for Mr. Wandmaker sir.
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Eulalia would have been nervous about getting measured for a wand, but she'd caught a lizard in the garden this morning and still had it in her pocket. She hadn't named it yet, though, she was too excited to settle on any one name. Her current favorite lizard name was Heckie, but it wasn't a gecko, and she wanted to save that name for a gecko. For rhyming purposes.
After waiting her turn, she stepped up to be measured. Eyes wide as a tokay gecko's, she didn't make a peep as the measuring tape whipped around, measuring what seemed like everything from the length of her arms to the width of her toes. She wondered if her toes were an average width for a barely-eleven-year-old. She held verrrrry still so it could get good measurements, and silently wished that her nameless lizard would also stay still in her pocket. Hopefully the presence of the lizard wouldn't throw off her wand fitting, but she supposed if it did she could just always have a lizard in her pocket every day for the rest of her life.
Which seemed like a pretty good option, to always have a lizard buddy.
After some embarrassing displays of affection from her mum and dad. Amatheia was finally ready for her wand. She was here with her mum as her dad had taken her younger sister away to the music store to be distracted and not get jealous of getting a wand.
She was looking around the shop and everything and being a curious little blonde. Was just so interesting that everyone came here for a magical stick of wood. She had asked her cousins how it would go so she would have no big surprises. Even asked Maggie. When it was her turn she gave one final look at her mum and went to get measured.
"Cool"
Was anyone controlling this thing or was it all like magically alive if that made sense??.
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It was Flo's first time inside Ollivander's. She'd stood for many summers outside the shop's window, watching other kids get their wands and generally just observing the people inside, the shopkeeper included. She had been apprehensive about the idea of a magical measuring tape touching her, but she knew that it eventually had to happen. She had been debriefed about it, and reassured that it would be no harm. She believed it, of course, but it didn't mean she'd be totally okay with it. But she had to be, you know? She'll be fine. She'll probably go hug Lori after this, because she'd deserve it.
Flo kept a safe distance between everyone in line, wrapping her arms around herself so that the space she occupied in the shop would be smaller, at least in her point of view. She didn't want anyone accidentally bumping into her, although she also acknowledged the fact that there was a huge possibility of that happening. When it was her turn to be measured, Flo kept her eyes on the tape, never once letting it out of her sight so it wouldn't surprise her. Except it was very rude of the tape to be measuring height. She gave it a little scowl. Yeah, she's tiny. For now. Watch her grow so much taller in the years to come.
After the measuring tape looked satisfied with her measurements, Flo relaxed a bit more and let out a breath she didn't realise she was holding the entire time, but still kept her arms around herself. The hard part was done.
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Johnny escorted his little sister Bettie to Ollivanders to buy her first and hopefully last wand. As soon as Bettie walked into the shop and in range of a measuring tape that seemed to be hovering in midair. It began to eagerly measure her height, the reach of her arm, and many other strange measurements. Before she knew it the measurements was done and now she nervously waits for the shopkeeper to find her wand.
Said shopkeeper was just a few minutes delayed in returning to this particular customer, though only because his enchanted parchment of measurements had come to search him out, so that he had already made his short expedition through the shelves in the back room by the time he appeared.
"Hello there," he said genially to this next customer, beckoning her closer as he set the wand boxes he'd already collected onto the counter. "Let's see if we can't find you a wand, hm?" Removing the lid from one of the boxes, he offered the wand inside to the young girl. "Give this a wave, and we'll see what's what."
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Finally the day had come to get her very own wand! This was the cool thing about having a summer birthday! She wouldn't have to wait to long before heading off to Hogwarts once she was eleven.
Papa had the morning off which wasn't always the case for him, so this was super special and they were making the most of it. Which was why, Vesper wanted to make sure she headed directly to the wand shop first. There wasn't anyway she was going to let papa miss out on her getting her wand, he had been there when Vera and Vasco had gotten theirs so he needed to see her get hers also. It wouldn't be special otherwise. With all the coins in her pocket, and having been told that Vasco and him would wait right outside in front of the large window, Vesper grabbed her older sisters hand and hurried into the shop.
"Whoa! Lookit this place!" Bright eyes tried to take in everything all at once which wasn't an easy task. Already bouncing on the spot Vesper dropped Vera's hand when the measuring tape zoomed over, directly in front of her face. "Well, hello there!" the young girl giggled. It took a great deal of work to remain as still as she could while the tape zipped around taking all the measurements that it felt was necessary before it was gone. "That was fun!" What a helpful little piece of equipment!
Now she had to wait, right? This was the hard part. Vesper went right back to bouncing on her toes, her smile bright as she looked around again, occasionally her eyes falling upon her sister to make sure she hadn't wandered too far from her.
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As much as she tried to not actively show it, Vera was a giant softie when it came to family time. So today had been something she'd been looking forward to since start of the summer for a multitude of reasons, including that it was a day where all four of the Thanatos crew would be spending the day together. But even MORE than that, they were getting Vesper's wand! Which just made it even more real that come September, little sister would be in tow as well on the Hogwarts Express and heading to Hogwarts with the twins. While she was still sad about leaving Papa alone, it was hard to not also feel excited about having Scoot around more and getting to show her all the things she'd already found about the castle.
Following the smallest Thanatos into the shop, feeling extra special that she was the chosen one to get to actually go inside with her for the fitting and wand match. Vera's eyes moved over the inside of the room, having not come back since her own matching and remembering how excited she'd been too. Which was also why she didn't move away from her sister's side at all as they waited. A giggle escaped her lips watching her with the tape measure before it was off and zooming away and it was time for them to just wait. Draping an arm over Scoot's shoulder, "There's a looot to see in here. You can kind of just make out all the holsters and things too from where we are. Might be an okay idea to scout those while we're waiting so you know what you want!" And then they could make it even faster for Mr. Wandmaker sir.
Often, customers would come through that door accompanied by faces Zeke could remember from their own wand fittings. The longer he ran Ollivanders - and he was just entering his seventh year of that now - the more it happened, naturally, and such was the case with this pair. The older one, her face sparked something in his memory, though he seemed to recall - ah! A glance out of the shop window confirmed it; she'd been in here with her brother the last time.
"Hello, and hello again," Zeke greeted the pair, once he was freed up for the next wand fitting. He smiled at the both before consulting the measurements, hmm-ing quietly to himself. "Very good, I'll be back in two ticks."
And so he was. Sort of. Maybe closer to five ticks. Nevertheless, he had with him a small stack of wand boxes, the most likely culp-... matches for his young customer. "Just give this a wave, and tell me what you think," he said, opening up the box and offering the wand inside.
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Eulalia would have been nervous about getting measured for a wand, but she'd caught a lizard in the garden this morning and still had it in her pocket. She hadn't named it yet, though, she was too excited to settle on any one name. Her current favorite lizard name was Heckie, but it wasn't a gecko, and she wanted to save that name for a gecko. For rhyming purposes.
After waiting her turn, she stepped up to be measured. Eyes wide as a tokay gecko's, she didn't make a peep as the measuring tape whipped around, measuring what seemed like everything from the length of her arms to the width of her toes. She wondered if her toes were an average width for a barely-eleven-year-old. She held verrrrry still so it could get good measurements, and silently wished that her nameless lizard would also stay still in her pocket. Hopefully the presence of the lizard wouldn't throw off her wand fitting, but she supposed if it did she could just always have a lizard in her pocket every day for the rest of her life.
Which seemed like a pretty good option, to always have a lizard buddy.
Blissfully ignorant as to the presence of any reptiles in his shop, Zeke finished ringing up the purchase of the previous customer just as his enchanted piece of parchment came flying up to deliver the measurements. he turned from the register and - thwap! right between the eyes.
... Plucking the parchment from his face with as much dignity as he could muster, Zeke scanned through the numbers and quickly ducked into the back room, emerging a few minutes later with a small stack of wand boxes, and approaching this next customer.
"Hello there," he said, warmly as ever, setting the wand boxes down to one side. "Ready to give these a whirl?" Zeke would hope so, given that she was standing here and had just been measured for a wand, and everything. He opened up the first box and offered the wand inside. "Give this a wave, and let me know how it feels." As for if it worked for her, well... they'd likely see that in action.
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After some embarrassing displays of affection from her mum and dad. Amatheia was finally ready for her wand. She was here with her mum as her dad had taken her younger sister away to the music store to be distracted and not get jealous of getting a wand.
She was looking around the shop and everything and being a curious little blonde. Was just so interesting that everyone came here for a magical stick of wood. She had asked her cousins how it would go so she would have no big surprises. Even asked Maggie. When it was her turn she gave one final look at her mum and went to get measured.
"Cool"
Was anyone controlling this thing or was it all like magically alive if that made sense??.
Hope her measurements were normal
As a matter of fact, the measuring tape was controlled by nothing and no one, and was a law unto itself most of the time, but Zeke and it were getting along much better these days.
Speaking of, the man himself soon emerged from the back shelves, holding his parchment of measurements - which had so helpfully come to find him and get his attention by flapping incessantly in front of his face - in one hand, and a clutch of wand boxes in the other.
"Hello, hello, hello," he greeted his young customer, beaming genially and setting the boxes down. "Let's see if we can't get you matched with a wand." And, with that, Zeke plucked the first wand box off the stack and removed its lid with a flourish, before offering its contents to the girl. "Give it a wave, and we'll see how you two get along."
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It was Flo's first time inside Ollivander's. She'd stood for many summers outside the shop's window, watching other kids get their wands and generally just observing the people inside, the shopkeeper included. She had been apprehensive about the idea of a magical measuring tape touching her, but she knew that it eventually had to happen. She had been debriefed about it, and reassured that it would be no harm. She believed it, of course, but it didn't mean she'd be totally okay with it. But she had to be, you know? She'll be fine. She'll probably go hug Lori after this, because she'd deserve it.
Flo kept a safe distance between everyone in line, wrapping her arms around herself so that the space she occupied in the shop would be smaller, at least in her point of view. She didn't want anyone accidentally bumping into her, although she also acknowledged the fact that there was a huge possibility of that happening. When it was her turn to be measured, Flo kept her eyes on the tape, never once letting it out of her sight so it wouldn't surprise her. Except it was very rude of the tape to be measuring height. She gave it a little scowl. Yeah, she's tiny. For now. Watch her grow so much taller in the years to come.
After the measuring tape looked satisfied with her measurements, Flo relaxed a bit more and let out a breath she didn't realise she was holding the entire time, but still kept her arms around herself. The hard part was done.
Though his shop often saw myriad big personalities, loud and proud and larger than life eleven year olds, it was often many of the quiet ones that stuck in Zeke's memory. Maybe because they were so different from the excitable kids that were more typical in here, or maybe because he knew full well that the quiet ones were not to be overlooked.
Then again, maybe this one also stuck in his memory because he recognised her as the girl he had noticed now and again through the front window of the shop. He suspected he had been observed even more often than that.
"Hello there," Zeke said in a kindly voice, joining his customer as the enchanted parchment with its measurements - which had dogged his steps since seeking him out - flew off to rejoin the measuring tape. "I have some wands here for you to try," he added, setting down the wand boxes he'd just gathered one by one, and keeping hold of the last, which was soon relieved of its lid. "Give this a wave, and tell me if it feels right." With that, Zeke held the box out, offering the wand inside.
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Blissfully ignorant as to the presence of any reptiles in his shop, Zeke finished ringing up the purchase of the previous customer just as his enchanted piece of parchment came flying up to deliver the measurements. he turned from the register and - thwap! right between the eyes.
... Plucking the parchment from his face with as much dignity as he could muster, Zeke scanned through the numbers and quickly ducked into the back room, emerging a few minutes later with a small stack of wand boxes, and approaching this next customer.
"Hello there," he said, warmly as ever, setting the wand boxes down to one side. "Ready to give these a whirl?" Zeke would hope so, given that she was standing here and had just been measured for a wand, and everything. He opened up the first box and offered the wand inside. "Give this a wave, and let me know how it feels." As for if it worked for her, well... they'd likely see that in action.
Something about the shopkeeper being thwapped in the face with his own parchment made Eulalia feel more at ease. He was just a shopkeeper, after all, it wasn't as though she was being fitted for a wand by the Minister of Magic himself. Though she supposed the Minister having parchment fly into his face might have the same effect. Smiling a little bit as she relaxed, Eulalia tucked the lizard further into her pocket.
"Hello," she said quietly. She nodded, of course she was ready to try a wand. She'd been ready for this day for what seemed like her entire life but was probably only about seven years or so. She gingerly took the wand from the box. She wasn't really sure what would happen, after all, and she didn't want the wand to decide to zap her or burn her fingers.
When no zapping or burning occurred, Eulalia swished the wand. When nothing happened, she exhaled in what might be perceived as a sigh of relief but was really just relief that she hadn't caused a giant mess. "I, erm, I don't think this is the right one?" she said. She looked at the shopkeeper uncertainly. Or maybe she had just waved it wrong? Could one wave a wand wrong?
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Breathe. Shhh. Just relax. This was a BIG moment and THE moment of the summer but you really just needed to breathe and relax Diamond Dove Marchbanks. Just breathe.
It probably would have also helped if she would have tacked on 'and try to stay still' to her little mantra, but such encouragement had faded into the background of all the rest of the verbal white noise that occupied the young girl's mind. Besides, how could one stand still when they were trying to find the right lighting in Ollivander's? Speaking of, by the way, the head hancho really needed to do something about that because where she stood waiting for the measuring tape to do its thing was not conductive to capturing the moment in a meaningful way! Depending on where she pivoted and how she held her camera (attached to her golden rhinestone bedazzled selfie stick) would sometimes make her adorable hair buns disappear against the dark wood of the shelves and boxes of wands so she looked BALD. "I knew I should have brought an additional light source," she sighed dramatically under her breath as she captured a half decent moment and then pulled from her other pocket her hand-me-down portable audio recorder and held down the topmost button with her thumb.
"It's Wednesday midmorning, July 16th. The weather, pristine. Sunlight drips through the windows of Ollivander's as the next generation of witches and wizards await the moment they received their wand. Their first real tangible piece to link them to wizarding society and the first bit of the magical world to tell them who they are and the potential they have to rise to or be crushed beneath," she whispered into it while...not exactly pacing back and forth, but rather pacing in the shape of a tight circle while mostly on her tippy toes. "The measuring tape is swift and nonsensical as it moves about the subject, yours truly, and has not tangled itself up around my limbs but is beyond reluctant to respond to any inquiries from one Diamond Marchbanks nor show her, me, any of the measurements. What exactly is it measuring for and why? Is the measuring tape really just an inanimate object, or are the rumors true that there was once a Seer turned wandmaker who was transformed into the measuring tape by a previous owner? These, and other, burning questions shall be asked today...but the most important of all is...what will my wand be? My prediction? Dogwood with dragon heartstring...Welsh Green."
Why did she think this? No idea. She had meant to do research to form an educated guess but she had decided to bedazzle this selfie stick last minute and it had taken fiveever to place each of the rhinestones (which matched and accented her sunflower shirt)...so she hadn't really had time to study.
By the time she had finished her monologue, the measuring tape had departed and was hovering over on the opposite ish of the shop. Just waiting was going to drive Diamond mad...so she pocketed her recorder into her trousers and turned her attention back on her camera, another hand-me-down, to take a couple more selfies and a few magical reels.
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Holding the door open, Ivy patiently waited for her grandmother to walk into Ollivander's and tried not to fidget when she moved particularly slowly. Why today of all days Ivy didn't know, but as soon as she cleared the doorway Ivy let it swing shut without a second thought. She missed her grandmother's mischievous grin, as she usually did, taking in the shop and the shelves upon shelves of wand boxes. Who had spare attention for their grandmother when they were at Ollivander's? Not Ivy, that's for sure.
Easily locating and slipping into the queue for measurements, Ivy recalled the discussion they'd had a few times, about wand cores. See, Ivy really loved dragons, she always had, she thought they were by far the coolest magical creature in existence. Ivy also knew, because Grandmother told her, that dragon hearstrings were very common wand cores. Did Ivy want a wand like that? Or did she want a wand that doesn't have a piece of a dead dragon because a dead dragon is obviously a tragedy and Ivy doesn't want any part of that?
It had kept her up at night, truly. It also distracted her now, so much so that she completely missed her turn to step forward to the measuring tape. She only noticed when it thwacked her on the nose and she let out an indignant "hey!" before allowing it to get to work. She also ignored Grandma's loud chuckle by her side, but couldn't help her own little smile. This was finally happening.
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