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Originally Posted by Felixir  What looked like impatience, Zeke was happy to write off as simple eagerness. It was key for him to be the pinnacle of patience with every customer who came through his shop, after all, and plenty could be forgiven. "Very well. Away you go." He smiled indulgently as the girl tested out the wand, a smile which wavered only when he saw the unmistakeable signs of disappointment.
Uh oh.
Zeke was not quite fast enough to intervene before the insistent wand-waving causes a couple of boxes to fly free from his shelves, and he wince slightly - admittedly more for the wellbeing of the wands themselves, though he sent apologetic smiles at the customers who'd received a bonk on the head or what have you.
The wand boxes would be collected by an apprentice or similar, or Zeke himself would see to them - but only once they were done here. Tears were not to be ignored... though he thought it wise not to make a point of mentioning them either. Tact, and everything.
"Not to worry, not to worry at all," he said to the girl, in a reassuring sort of manner. "We'll find your wand, I'm sure of it." He held out the box so the first wand might be replaced, all the while scanning his shelves. Ah, maybe...
Stretching up high to pull down a second wand box, he nudged off the lid and offered this one now. "Maybe this one will suit you better. Give it a try?" Ariel took a shaky breath as she wiped her tears with the back of her hand, her determination barely holding up against the surge of emotions. She had been so sure her wand would choose her on the first try, just like she'd imagined. Her fiery spirit was dampened but not extinguished. With a small sniffle, she nodded at Mr. Wand Man. Noticing that she had dropped the first wand, she quickly picked it up and put it back into its box. She wanted absolutely nothing to do with that one.
This time, when he handed her the second wand, she took a moment before grabbing it. She didn't want to rush and mess it up again. Her little fingers curled around the new wand, and she stared at it with a mix of hope and apprehension.
"Okay," she said aloud, more so to herself than as a response to the wandmaker. With newfound resolve, she gave the wand a cautious wave, her heart thumping in her chest.
At first, there was silence, but then ... a warm, comforting breeze seemed to swirl around her, ruffling her hair and lifting her spirits. Ariel's eyes widened in wonder as the magic wrapped around her like a soft blanket, filling her with an exhilarating sense of connection. She knew, without a doubt, that this was the one.
Her face broke into the widest grin she'd had all day, her earlier tears forgotten. "Mr. Wand Man, I think this is the one!" she exclaimed, her voice bursting with excitement. She waved it again, more confidently this time, and was rewarded with a shower of golden sparks that danced around the room as she began to skip around the fitting area with delight.
She turned to her mum, her eyes shining with joy. "Mum, look! I did it! I found my wand!"
The earlier mishap with the first wand was already a distant memory. This was exactly how it was supposed to happen, after all. Ariel Scamander had her wand, and it was absolutely perfect.
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