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Deezerz · 04-30-2023, 07:22 PM

SPOILER!!: Zeke

Peyton appreciated the silent comfort Seth provided her. They were like that. On the days she got home exhausted from Quidditch training she had no words, but it’s like he could read her mind and gave her the perfect hug or shoulder rub even SHE didn’t know she needed. To this day many judge him for his past, but they had no idea what a loving husband and father he is.

Now standing here with both Seth and his mini-me, Peyton felt her chest swell.

When the man approached Xavier, Peyton sent him a kind smile and nod in greeting. She remembered him from when Serena got her wand. Ugh. And look at HER mini-me now, ready to go into her seventh year at Hogwarts. Why were these children growing up so fast? They needed to slow down.

Xavier’s pale green eyes tracked the man all the way up until he stood near him, wand candidates in hand. His little heart gave a mighty jolt. He wanted HIS wand NOW. But first he must go through the selection process.

“Hello,” Xavier greeted politely. Today he wore the mask of pure angelic innocence. He was Cupid’s descendant with his wavy light hair and fair eyes. His usually pale cheeks were a rosy color due to coming from the summer heat that is outside.

He nodded at the man’s instructions and reached for the first wand. He gulped as his small hand wrapped around it, the two platinum rings on his fingers gleaming in the light that reflected off them.

When he gave the wand a wave, a buzzing energy slithered down his arm to his fingertips. He momentarily lost control of the mask he wore, his eyes shooting into his dad’s direction. What was supposed to happen? What--

His mind paused at what seemed like white smoke swirled from the tip of the wand. It wasn’t smoke. He realized as he squinted his eyes, it was frost. His free hand drifted up to wave it away and little ice flakes stuck to his hand. There was something…cold about this wand. Maybe it was the frost it just let out, but it was something Xavier connected with at some level. The cold he sometimes felt in his chest, this wand understood it.

“Do I have to try the other one?” he asked, his small hand giving no hints of letting go of this wand.

04-30-2023, 07:22 PM	#82 (permalink)
Deezerz Mooncalf Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Camp Half-Blood Posts: 7,794 Hogwarts RPG Name: Xelene P. Baltazar-Dos Santos Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Angel Escalante Slytherin First Year x8	That's Rough Buddy \| Be the Flower \| Moon & Stars SPOILER!!: Zeke Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Having just got done ringing up a particularly large purchase of wands and accessories - he did not envy those parents and/or guardians - Zeke turned his attention to the next customer. The parchment of measurements floated its way towards him, and he plucked it out of the air and perused what was written there. A couple of minutes later, he approached this young boy, carrying with him two wand boxes - the most promising two options, though perhaps it was overconfident of him to assume it would be one or the other. As he smiled at the boy, he found he recognised him, though very, very vaguely. Not until he looked to the nearby couple - possibly the parents, as they seemingly had eyes only for him and each other - did he remember that he had seen them here before, for another wand fitting, probably several years ago now, given the haziness of the details in his memory. "Hello, young man," Zeke addressed the boy, smiling as he set the two wand boxes he'd already collected on the nearby counter. "I have a couple of wands for you to try. Let's see how well you get on with this one first, hm?" he added, opening up the first box and offering its contents to his customer. "Give it a wave, and tell me if it feels right." Peyton appreciated the silent comfort Seth provided her. They were like that. On the days she got home exhausted from Quidditch training she had no words, but it’s like he could read her mind and gave her the perfect hug or shoulder rub even SHE didn’t know she needed. To this day many judge him for his past, but they had no idea what a loving husband and father he is. Now standing here with both Seth and his mini-me, Peyton felt her chest swell. When the man approached Xavier, Peyton sent him a kind smile and nod in greeting. She remembered him from when Serena got her wand. Ugh. And look at HER mini-me now, ready to go into her seventh year at Hogwarts. Why were these children growing up so fast? They needed to slow down. Xavier’s pale green eyes tracked the man all the way up until he stood near him, wand candidates in hand. His little heart gave a mighty jolt. He wanted HIS wand NOW. But first he must go through the selection process. “Hello,” Xavier greeted politely. Today he wore the mask of pure angelic innocence. He was Cupid’s descendant with his wavy light hair and fair eyes. His usually pale cheeks were a rosy color due to coming from the summer heat that is outside. He nodded at the man’s instructions and reached for the first wand. He gulped as his small hand wrapped around it, the two platinum rings on his fingers gleaming in the light that reflected off them. When he gave the wand a wave, a buzzing energy slithered down his arm to his fingertips. He momentarily lost control of the mask he wore, his eyes shooting into his dad’s direction. What was supposed to happen? What-- His mind paused at what seemed like white smoke swirled from the tip of the wand. It wasn’t smoke. He realized as he squinted his eyes, it was frost. His free hand drifted up to wave it away and little ice flakes stuck to his hand. There was something…cold about this wand. Maybe it was the frost it just let out, but it was something Xavier connected with at some level. The cold he sometimes felt in his chest, this wand understood it. “Do I have to try the other one?” he asked, his small hand giving no hints of letting go of this wand. __________________