Despite his normally mellow behavior, Garreth couldn't even begin to try to contain his excitement when it came to going to Hogwarts. Actually saying it out loud in an attempt to get Rachel pumped up nearly overloaded his brain with excitement, and he squirmed gleefully in his seat. "It's finally happening! We're actually going!" he squealed in response to Rachel. He was aware of her fondness of her Cactus, and imagined she would enjoy the herbology classes, but he himself was looking forward to Charms most of all. Or was it, Defense against the Dark Arts? Or was it Transfiguration? Or maybe Muggle Studies? He couldn't possibly decide!

That would have to be a decision for another time though, as they had drifted onto a very interesting subject. "Talks to inanimate objects?" he repeated, as if to be sure he heard correctly. The way Rachel worded it, it sure did sound a lot like Haddie was losing her marbles, but her defense made it much clearer. As he listened intently to her explanation, his expression morphed from a confused crunch of disbelief into an open smile of realization and understanding. "No, no, Haddie's explanation makes perfect sense." he began, basking in the glory of learning something new. "With what we know about Wandlore, it's entirely possible - likely, even - that wands and certain other inanimate objects, are capable of communication. I for one, find the idea of a wand having a gender absolutely fascinating!" he enthused for a moment before the attention was drawn to his own wand.

His face flushed with excitement once more as the opportunity presented itself for him to show off the wand, of which he was so proud.He reached into the messenger bag between his feet, and grunted at the nickname he'd received from Haddie. "Garry?" He smirked, still rummaging around in the bag. "My father wouldn't approve, but I kinda like it!" he smiled, finally finding and fishing out the leather carrying case containing his wand.

"Isn't it beautiful?" he giggled, opening the case and presenting to his friends an unusually long wand, made of Rosewood. Its form was straight and slender, but far from boring. The wood of the handle seemed to curve around itself to form perfect impressions of a young wizard's grip, and intricate, albeit very feint symbols and markings ran down the entire length of the wand. Despite the elegant appearance, the wood was incredibly rigid and firm to the touch. "Sixteen inch, Dragon Heartstring."The boy was obviously very proud of it, but Haddie's question still puzzled him. "You know, it's funny. I've spent a lot of time studying this wand, and getting to know it.. But it never even occurred to me to ask it for a gender." he shrugged.