08-12-2015, 11:43 PM
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Pogrebin
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11
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Phillip was practically clinging onto his mother's hand and dragging her into the wand store. This was IMPORTANT and he REFUSED to go anywhere else first. He wanted his own wand to brandish around and pretend that he could do a lot of magic. It would be one step closer to going to HOGWARTS.
Leaving his mum somewhere over there, the excited eleven year old stood in the measuring area where some other people seemed to be. His grey eyes were wide and staring in wonder at the wand boxes that were, well, EVERYWHERE. There were SO MANY! And one of them was going to be HIS. Which one? Only time would--
EHEHEHEHEHE.
SNORT.
Was that a measuring tape? And why was it measuring the distance between his NOSTRILS?! AHA! He tried not to giggle TOO much as he stood still, his arms spread out wide. Almost a human starfish, he was, but he DID want the most perfect wand, after all. Get a good measure, Mr Tape, and don't disappoint! Julia: Libby has responded to you here
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Last edited by feeheeheeny; 08-13-2015 at 07:10 AM.
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