How in the
hell did one manage to break their wand after only having it for a year? Dora wanted to know this. Demanded to know this several times as they made their way Ollivanders. Mainly because she found his answers unacceptable and asinine. They were dumb reasons. Having to do this was dumb, but she'd agreed to for her uncle. But it was still dumb. She could be spending time with her friends or her boyfriend, instead she was spending the better part of her day taking a preteen to get his second wand.
He couldn't help it if his explanation of how he broke his wand sounded stupid to Dora, it was TRUE. And she liked it when he told the truth and didn't lie to her, right? Right. He sorta did lie though. A little bit. White lie. Paris preferred to think of it as getting creative with his stories as she demanded better reasons, so her fault really.
The eager twelve year old bounced over to the shop ahead of her, and pulled the door open for her to go through first. His not-cousin held all the money so he was being extra extra nice and trying not to annoy her before there was a wand in his possession. It required a lot of work on his part as she seemed to be in a constant state of annoyance whenever he was around though he couldn't figure out why. Or care to figure it out. That didn't damper his spirits today as he scurried into the shop after her, and RAN over to where other kids were being measured for wands.
The soon-to-be sixth year found a empty chair and promptly sat down in it with not intention of moving until it was time to pay.
Ignored.
Ignored ignored ignored.
Isidora was being ignored while he tried being extremely patient in waiting for the measuring tape to reach him. He bounced on one foot, then the other, tapped his hands against his pants to the beat of the newest wizrock song, and spun on the spot. This was taking forever. He didn't mind, cause new wand and all. But he sure did wish this would hurry up.
The few minutes that felt like forever finally passed by and soon enough the measuring tape was over to him. Paris immediately spread out all of his limbs so that he made the job easier for the tap, eyes never leaving the magical device, not even for a second.
Onnnnne step closer to new wand. Rose: Bryce has responded for you here.