GUH.

It would have been a lie to say that Melanie was reluctant to hand her over to Professor Bunbury. For, she was most definitely NOT simply reluctant. She was EXTREMELY reluctant.

The possibilities of what Bunbury was planning to do with the wands ran through her mind, causing worry to build up in the 3rd year's stomach. She really didn't like the idea of handing her wand over. Her precious eleven in a half inch willow wand, with it's aethonon hair core and it's lovely bend to it...

But she gave it away, if anything because of that eeeeeeeeevvvvvilllll smirk Bunbury was wearing on her face. To tell the truth, the lady scared the bejeebers out of her. Letting it drop in the can with a cheerful plonk! that in Melanie's eyes clearly didn't fit the situation, the girl took a seat near the front of the classroom. She wanted to keep an eye on her wand, thank youuu very much.