Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3
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Originally Posted by Felixir Another customer's purchases had been rung up, and it was immediately on to the next. Zeke approached the girl with a genial smile on his face, plucking a piece of floating parchment from the air as he did so. "Hello, hello," he greeted the girl, then consulted the parchment, running a finger down the list of measurements. "Let's see what we have here..." It was the work of only a few moments, narrowing down the possibilities to a few prime candidates, and Zeke mulled over the numbers for a moment as he considered the best possible combinations. "Wonderful! Give me just a moment..."
And he went off to the shelves, hunting for a particular box. Finding it, he brought it down, and returned to the girl. "Now, just give this a wave, and let me know what you think," he said, opening up the box and offering the wand inside. Once the measuring tape had gone off to do its work on other kids and, she assumed, passing on whatever information it had gotten from her and every other kid to the shopkeeper, it had left Tea with little to do but wait her turn again. Which she decided to while away with watching the other kids getting their wands, along with checking to make sure her skateboard was still safe and waiting for her with her uncle and cousin. She knew Uncle Cyan wouldn’t abscond with it, but Eilonwy was still ickle and therefore there was the risk she’d try to use it and hurt herself, and she didn’t want that. Things were obviously already chaotic inside the shop that there didn’t need to be a rogue four-year-old on a skateboard added to the mix. Since she trusted that her uncle wouldn’t have left the shop entirely, when he’d promised mum and dad to keep an eye on her. “Hi!”, she responded to the wandmaker man once he’d addressed her, giving him her most winning smile. Mostly because she’d seen people crying and such and thought he didn’t need the stress. Plus, again, she wasn’t nervous at all. Or, she wasn’t until he’d spoken about seeing what he had there, in regards to whatever that page said. Part of her wanted to know, or at least find out if it said anything weird about her, but he didn’t seem like it said anything bad, so she’d just nodded as he had excused himself. “Any kind of wave I want?”, she asked once he had returned and held the wand from that particular box out. But she took the wand before he could answer, flicking it in kind of an S-shape as she imagined another trick. Only to widen her eyes as she heard the rattle of skateboard wheels echoing, glancing back again to verify that it wasn’t her own before returning her gaze to the wandmaker man. Was noise a good thing? It wasn’t the type of thing the other kids had happen.
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