 Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
Drew had been here to Ollivander's before, back in his first year. But, if he were to be completely honest, he could not remember anything that transpired during that encounter. The magical measuring tape had been flying and twirling around him too quickly that it made him wiggle awkwardly in his place, forcing himself not to swat it away because he knew these measurements were necessary.
But that was two years ago. Right now, he simply stood in place while having his measurements taken. Drew bit his tongue back as it danced around him, taking whatever needed to be, and clenched his fists. It had a weird tickling sensation and he fought every urge to panic. No. Don't. Swat. The. Tape. Again. See, this is what you get for clumsily breaking your wand. He wouldn't have to go through this all over again if only he was careful back then. However, he mentally convinced himself that survival was more important in such a life-threatening situation. Wands could wait.
He couldn't wait for the measurements to be over though. Drew cleared his throat and twiddled his thumbs to distract himself.
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