Oh would you look at that. The ickle little Huffie was going to cry. Well if he hadn't of been such a pain in the butt he wouldn't be hanging from the ceiling by his underpants and if Marcus wasn't so fed up he might have actually felt sorry for the kid. As it was he was pretty much over it and he wasn't feeling very sympathetic whatsoever.

"It's not yours anymore Jake or I should say it's of no use to you anymore. It doesn't matter where you put the sticker." He sighed deeply and ran his hand over his goatee, something he always did when he was totally frustrated. It seemed he was not going to be able to get through to the boy.

"Who will you speak to Jake? About what's bothering you I mean because I am happy to organise it. Just tell me and I will arrange it immediately." Marcus chose to ignore the boy's tone. He supposed he would be a little testy too if he had just lost his wand. Something he was rather proud of was the fact that after all these years and fights he had gotten into to, he still had his original wand and plenty of souvenirs.