 Professional Twirler Mourned and Missed
Patroclus pushed open the door of Ollivanders, the bell above the door, chimmed announcing his arrival.
Closing the door himself, Patroclus issuded into the shop. His plan to come on a unbusy day seemed to have worked, well to a certain degree, rather than being pack to capacity the shop contained only a hadnful of shoppers.
Patroclus knew what he was here for, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to peruse the display cabinets.
"Ohh that's nice," he exclaimed, spotting a nice looking wand, "But I am not here for a wand, I am here for a Holster." |