 Slytherin by heart
Lina had a holster... something she'd inherited from... somewhere. Which vaguely confused her. She just knew it had been in the belongings she was given. Come to think of it, she never remembered getting her wand, just that she had one. Hmm... Another clue?
However, after the strange disruption in class, she watched as the others drew their wands, and one fumbled and cast something. Whoops, wild magic. "Professor, are some holsters faster to draw from than others?"
She hadn't used hers in past terms, since it was too large for her, but she was finally able to use it by tightening it really tightly this year. It still seemed like a strange one to her. She pulled up her sleeve to look at it. The straps were tightly woven around her wrist, and it ran along the softer side of her wrist. A leather strap was attached to her wand, and the wand itself slid in the holster, falling into her hand if she moved it the right way.
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Armand and Damien Beta-Erikson
Named for Legends
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