Toby never actually got his wand from Ollivander's last summer. His wand hadn't been new at all. Nope, he'd been entrusted with a family wand that had belonged to some great uncle who'd been super great at magic. Tobias had wondered if that had been such a brilliant idea all year, especially when the thing started setting small fires when he tried new spells. Or his spells were a little TOO enthusiastic.

So Toby had hidden the wand somewhere about the house and, since his parents couldn't do magic to try and find it, they had given up looking. There had been a bit of an argument, well... a big argument about how he kept getting into trouble or causing problems, but the MAIN thing was that Tobias was getting his OWN WAND. Which was only fair.

... maybe he should have just asked?

TOO LATE NOW.

So here Tobias was, in the wand shop. He made his way straight over to the measuring tape thingy, and just watched it as it did its work. A whole year and magic was still entertaining and outright wondrous to behold in Toby's eyes.

It was an enthusiastic little tape measure, wasn't it? Was it really that important to have all these little measurements? The arm... that mde sense. Tobias wanted to hold out his arm for the tape measure to reach properly but it seemed like it was managing fine. The Hufflepuff did, of course, raise his arm when said measuring tape nudged at him to move.

Wow, not very polite, was it? A PLEASE wouldn't go amiss.

And then, it stopped. Soooooooo... that was that part done then, yeah?

Toby moved off to the side a bit so he wasn't in the way of anyone else while he waited for ~da next step~.

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