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sweetpinkpixie · 08-20-2026, 03:53 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Devad swallowed the urge to manoeuvre his fingers in mid air as though he were playing a cello. Because… that’s right! He was here to get a wand, not get his very own cello. If it had been the latter, he certainly would have been far more excited; perhaps even bouncing at his dad’s side as a few other wand newbies seemed to be doing. Little did the guy know what was in store for him in the very, very near future thanks to the generosity of said awesome dad. “Does it generally take many tries to get the right wand? Did you or Diallo take a long time?” Maybe Dev would get lucky by finding his match on the first try.

Now paying more attention to what was happening around him, Dev noted that the other children were taking turns to be measured by the measuring tape. Perhaps it was their excitement that was contagious but he felt his own step a notch up. Just think! His very own wand! “Okay, here I go!” After grinning at his dad, Dev marched up to the now-free measuring tape. “Show me what ya got!”

Immediately the tape began swooping around here and there. Devad stood there, in a whole lot of awkwardness and with his hands held loosely at his side. The tape spanned his narrow shoulders, his wrists and even the circumferences of his ankles. “Um. What even is the point of measuring my ankles?” he mused quietly. Not that the tape could answer, obviously. But hey! Now he could move onto the next step, right? Since the tape seemed to be done with its job.

The measuring tape made one last sweep around the boy before giving a tiny, satisfied twitch and returning to the counter. Victor caught it neatly between two fingers and gave it an assessing glance before setting it aside. His eyes returned to the boy, a faint glimmer of amusement in them as he briefly considered ankles - as a concept. "I have learned not to question the methods of a measuring tape that has been doing this longer than either of us has been alive."

With that, he reached for the ladder, climbing several rungs easily before extending one hand toward a particular row. His fingers travelled along the boxes, pausing once, twice, before withdrawing a narrow box from further back before he descended and brought it to the counter.

"Well, then. Let us see what we have to work with," Victor mused as he opened the box and turned it toward the boy, offering the wand with a small nod. "Take it in your dominant hand and give it a little flick or whirl, whatever feels comfortable for you."

Quote:

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

“Can you make me a cup of hot chocolate when we get back home, daddy? Please?” Ciara asked brightly as she pushed a few strands of her reddish-brown hair out of her freckly face. Point to note: this young lady only drank hot chocolate made by the impressive man at her side. “And maybe we can have a few strawberry wafers?” It was quite obvious she possessed a sweet tooth.

Anyway.

CeeCee was highly motivated to get home, yes, but she wanted to savour the moments that would lead to her securing a wand of her own. She could not resist fidgeting in anticipation as she awaited her turn with the tape. When it was free again, the girl jogged over. Yep. THAT was how eager she was!

The thing was, Ciara did not know whether to feel silly or amused as the tape flitted around. Was it necessary to measure the length of her hair? The individual length of her fingers, maybe. Definitely not the width of her chin though. Cee allowed the tape to do its work without complaint, which did not last much longer.

Victor's attention shifted toward the girl as the measuring tape made its final pass around her. He watched it pause at her chin, twitch as though considering whether there was anything else it had forgotten, and then finally retreat toward the counter.

"Finished," he announced, catching it neatly before it could decide to make another circuit. He glanced at the tape before setting it down, his undivided attention turned toward the girl and her unmistakable enthusiasm. The anticipation was quite impossible to miss, and there was something rather endearing about the way she had practically jogged into position the instant the measuring area became available.

Strolling along at ground level, Victor stretched and reached for one of the higher shelves, fingertips moving across several boxes before he selected one and pulled it free. He carried it back with a little flourish and placed it before her.

"Here we are," he smiled, opening the box and angling it toward her. "You don't need to perform for me, and you certainly don't need to worry about doing it incorrectly. If it is the right wand, it will usually make its opinion known. And if it isn't, well… that is what the rest of the shelves are for."

Quote:

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Little Baek Ji-Ho was certainly feeling the air of eagerness as he headed into Ollivander’s with his mother, Sooki. He felt light on his feet, so perhaps this was why he seemingly flew through the door and into the shop. He paused briefly to say a few words to his mum then hurried over to await his turn with that peculiar measuring tape. There were times when he clamped a hand over his mouth to stifle a giggle because the tape measured the oddest of places sometimes.

Then came his turn!

Baek’s eyes followed it as best as they could, grinning all the while so that his face actually hurt a bit. He wondered, if the tape could have human feelings, would love and enjoy its job. The boy supposed he’d never know that answer, but that was okay. Now he’d just focus on heading over to try wands.

Victor caught the measuring tape neatly as it returned from its work, giving the little enchanted instrument a brief look of appraisal before setting it back on the counter. For once, it seemed content to just curl up - perhaps for a much needed nap.

There was something pleasantly infectious about the boy's obvious amusement, causing the man to give pause as he thought about another little boy who had started laughing for the first time not too long ago. Chuckling to himself, Victor offered this young man a small smile before moving toward the shelves.

"Now, you have been very patient. Let us see whether the wands are feeling equally cooperative..."

He reached for the ladder and climbed several rungs, his gaze travelling thoughtfully along the rows of boxes. Rather than immediately taking the first one that caught his attention, he paused, shifted one box aside, then another, before finally selecting one from behind them.

Descending, Victor carried it carefully back to the kid and slid the lid off.

"Let's start with this one," he nodded. "Take it gently. Dominant hand. Let your fingers settle naturally around the handle, and then give it a little movement."

Quote:

Originally Posted by Deezerz

It’s been quite the whirlwind of a week for little miss Xelene Baltazar-Dos Santos. From her big sister, Serena, landing on the front pages of gossip magazines to the mooncalves escaping their pen and having to chase them down. To say her nervous system was a mess would be an understatement.

What made today ten times better, and would hopefully brighten up the rest of her summer, was coming to Ollivanders for her very first wand. Tucking stray dark curls behind her ear, she tugged her big sister’s hand into the shop, her parents following close behind them, along with her cousin and his parents.

“I hope a pretty wand chooses me,” she said softly as her big sister let her hand go and gently directed her towards the measuring area. “Do you think a pretty wand will choose me?” her big silver grey eyes looked up at Serena, who responded with a soft smile and a shrug.

Right. No one knew what wand would bond with her. That’s why this was such a big deal. Closing her eyes, she let the measuring tools do their job.

Victor's attention settled on the little girl as the measuring tape completed its work and returned to him. He caught it in one hand, giving it a brief glance before setting it carefully aside. His gaze flicked toward the girl, catching the quiet anticipation in her expression without making a fuss over it. He had worked with enough first-time wand buyers to know that excitement did not always need to be announced loudly - and sometimes it was the polite thing to not draw too much attention to it, as was the case with his own daughter... or else risk fireworks later.

"Well," he said, approaching the shelves, "I suppose we should see whether we can find you something pretty."

That would be one to tell the wife about.

Victor reached for the ladder and climbed, scanning the shelves and pulling himself along towards the window. One box was pulled forward, considered, and pushed back into place. And then another, and another, and another. Finally, his hand settled on a box tucked farther back, and he drew it free before climbing back down carried it to her.

"Here we are." Victor opened the box, revealing the wand within, and angled it so she could see it properly before offering it to her. "Just hold it naturally and see what happens."

Quote:

Originally Posted by Deezerz

It was finally time. He was finally going to become a legit wizard. Years after years of watching his dad and sister wield magic around like it was nothing, Angel Escalante was going to get his chance. Of course, he wouldn’t be able to cast magic outside of school just yet, but he’d have a wand!

Making his way into the shop behind Xelene’s family, Angel wriggled away as his dad ruffled his hair. He was eager to get measured and select a wand. Hopefully it was powerful so it’d help him succeed. Having been raised as close to a muggle as his mom desired, Angel felt a little left out when it came to magical kids his age. He didn’t have the same advantage they did.

It didn’t matter. He’d read all the books and work hard to catch up and become a full fledged wizard.

His mom caught his arm, combed his hair with her fingers and straightened his shirt as she whispered that first impressions were important, then sent him off towards the measuring station. He grinned at Xelene as he waited for his turn and stepped forward when she was done. They’ve talked about this day for ages and now they are here!

Victor noticed the boy's quiet eagerness as he stepped into position, though there was something else beneath it — a determination that seemed rather more deliberate than the usual excitement of boy about to receive his first wand. The measuring tape made its rounds, and Victor waited patiently until it finally returned to the counter.

"Ah, sí," he nodded, glancing back to the boy before he was walking towards the shelves. Victor moved along the bottom for a bit, then summoned the ladder to him to climb higher, then back to the ground again, before finally selecting a box and returning to the boy's side. "Go ahead and give it a gentle flick."

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	thank you for your patience. FINALLY able to access site .___. astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Devad swallowed the urge to manoeuvre his fingers in mid air as though he were playing a cello. Because… that’s right! He was here to get a wand, not get his very own cello. If it had been the latter, he certainly would have been far more excited; perhaps even bouncing at his dad’s side as a few other wand newbies seemed to be doing. Little did the guy know what was in store for him in the very, very near future thanks to the generosity of said awesome dad. “Does it generally take many tries to get the right wand? Did you or Diallo take a long time?” Maybe Dev would get lucky by finding his match on the first try. Now paying more attention to what was happening around him, Dev noted that the other children were taking turns to be measured by the measuring tape. Perhaps it was their excitement that was contagious but he felt his own step a notch up. Just think! His very own wand! “Okay, here I go!” After grinning at his dad, Dev marched up to the now-free measuring tape. “Show me what ya got!” Immediately the tape began swooping around here and there. Devad stood there, in a whole lot of awkwardness and with his hands held loosely at his side. The tape spanned his narrow shoulders, his wrists and even the circumferences of his ankles. “Um. What even is the point of measuring my ankles?” he mused quietly. Not that the tape could answer, obviously. But hey! Now he could move onto the next step, right? Since the tape seemed to be done with its job. The measuring tape made one last sweep around the boy before giving a tiny, satisfied twitch and returning to the counter. Victor caught it neatly between two fingers and gave it an assessing glance before setting it aside. His eyes returned to the boy, a faint glimmer of amusement in them as he briefly considered ankles - as a concept. "I have learned not to question the methods of a measuring tape that has been doing this longer than either of us has been alive." With that, he reached for the ladder, climbing several rungs easily before extending one hand toward a particular row. His fingers travelled along the boxes, pausing once, twice, before withdrawing a narrow box from further back before he descended and brought it to the counter. "Well, then. Let us see what we have to work with," Victor mused as he opened the box and turned it toward the boy, offering the wand with a small nod. "Take it in your dominant hand and give it a little flick or whirl, whatever feels comfortable for you." Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 “Can you make me a cup of hot chocolate when we get back home, daddy? Please?” Ciara asked brightly as she pushed a few strands of her reddish-brown hair out of her freckly face. Point to note: this young lady only drank hot chocolate made by the impressive man at her side. “And maybe we can have a few strawberry wafers?” It was quite obvious she possessed a sweet tooth. Anyway. CeeCee was highly motivated to get home, yes, but she wanted to savour the moments that would lead to her securing a wand of her own. She could not resist fidgeting in anticipation as she awaited her turn with the tape. When it was free again, the girl jogged over. Yep. THAT was how eager she was! The thing was, Ciara did not know whether to feel silly or amused as the tape flitted around. Was it necessary to measure the length of her hair? The individual length of her fingers, maybe. Definitely not the width of her chin though. Cee allowed the tape to do its work without complaint, which did not last much longer. Victor's attention shifted toward the girl as the measuring tape made its final pass around her. He watched it pause at her chin, twitch as though considering whether there was anything else it had forgotten, and then finally retreat toward the counter. "Finished," he announced, catching it neatly before it could decide to make another circuit. He glanced at the tape before setting it down, his undivided attention turned toward the girl and her unmistakable enthusiasm. The anticipation was quite impossible to miss, and there was something rather endearing about the way she had practically jogged into position the instant the measuring area became available. Strolling along at ground level, Victor stretched and reached for one of the higher shelves, fingertips moving across several boxes before he selected one and pulled it free. He carried it back with a little flourish and placed it before her. "Here we are," he smiled, opening the box and angling it toward her. "You don't need to perform for me, and you certainly don't need to worry about doing it incorrectly. If it is the right wand, it will usually make its opinion known. And if it isn't, well… that is what the rest of the shelves are for." Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Little Baek Ji-Ho was certainly feeling the air of eagerness as he headed into Ollivander’s with his mother, Sooki. He felt light on his feet, so perhaps this was why he seemingly flew through the door and into the shop. He paused briefly to say a few words to his mum then hurried over to await his turn with that peculiar measuring tape. There were times when he clamped a hand over his mouth to stifle a giggle because the tape measured the oddest of places sometimes. Then came his turn! Baek’s eyes followed it as best as they could, grinning all the while so that his face actually hurt a bit. He wondered, if the tape could have human feelings, would love and enjoy its job. The boy supposed he’d never know that answer, but that was okay. Now he’d just focus on heading over to try wands. Victor caught the measuring tape neatly as it returned from its work, giving the little enchanted instrument a brief look of appraisal before setting it back on the counter. For once, it seemed content to just curl up - perhaps for a much needed nap. There was something pleasantly infectious about the boy's obvious amusement, causing the man to give pause as he thought about another little boy who had started laughing for the first time not too long ago. Chuckling to himself, Victor offered this young man a small smile before moving toward the shelves. "Now, you have been very patient. Let us see whether the wands are feeling equally cooperative..." He reached for the ladder and climbed several rungs, his gaze travelling thoughtfully along the rows of boxes. Rather than immediately taking the first one that caught his attention, he paused, shifted one box aside, then another, before finally selecting one from behind them. Descending, Victor carried it carefully back to the kid and slid the lid off. "Let's start with this one," he nodded. "Take it gently. Dominant hand. Let your fingers settle naturally around the handle, and then give it a little movement." Quote: Originally Posted by Deezerz It’s been quite the whirlwind of a week for little miss Xelene Baltazar-Dos Santos. From her big sister, Serena, landing on the front pages of gossip magazines to the mooncalves escaping their pen and having to chase them down. To say her nervous system was a mess would be an understatement. What made today ten times better, and would hopefully brighten up the rest of her summer, was coming to Ollivanders for her very first wand. Tucking stray dark curls behind her ear, she tugged her big sister’s hand into the shop, her parents following close behind them, along with her cousin and his parents. “I hope a pretty wand chooses me,” she said softly as her big sister let her hand go and gently directed her towards the measuring area. “Do you think a pretty wand will choose me?” her big silver grey eyes looked up at Serena, who responded with a soft smile and a shrug. Right. No one knew what wand would bond with her. That’s why this was such a big deal. Closing her eyes, she let the measuring tools do their job. Victor's attention settled on the little girl as the measuring tape completed its work and returned to him. He caught it in one hand, giving it a brief glance before setting it carefully aside. His gaze flicked toward the girl, catching the quiet anticipation in her expression without making a fuss over it. He had worked with enough first-time wand buyers to know that excitement did not always need to be announced loudly - and sometimes it was the polite thing to not draw too much attention to it, as was the case with his own daughter... or else risk fireworks later. "Well," he said, approaching the shelves, "*I suppose we should see whether we can find you something pretty." That would be one to tell the wife about. Victor reached for the ladder and climbed, scanning the shelves and pulling himself along towards the window. One box was pulled forward, considered, and pushed back into place. And then another, and another, and another. Finally, his hand settled on a box tucked farther back, and he drew it free before climbing back down carried it to her. "Here we are." Victor opened the box, revealing the wand within, and angled it so she could see it properly before offering it to her. "Just hold it naturally and see what happens." Quote: Originally Posted by Deezerz* It was finally time. He was finally going to become a legit wizard. Years after years of watching his dad and sister wield magic around like it was nothing, Angel Escalante was going to get his chance. Of course, he wouldn’t be able to cast magic outside of school just yet, but he’d have a wand! Making his way into the shop behind Xelene’s family, Angel wriggled away as his dad ruffled his hair. He was eager to get measured and select a wand. Hopefully it was powerful so it’d help him succeed. Having been raised as close to a muggle as his mom desired, Angel felt a little left out when it came to magical kids his age. He didn’t have the same advantage they did. It didn’t matter. He’d read all the books and work hard to catch up and become a full fledged wizard. His mom caught his arm, combed his hair with her fingers and straightened his shirt as she whispered that first impressions were important, then sent him off towards the measuring station. He grinned at Xelene as he waited for his turn and stepped forward when she was done. They’ve talked about this day for ages and now they are here! Victor noticed the boy's quiet eagerness as he stepped into position, though there was something else beneath it — a determination that seemed rather more deliberate than the usual excitement of boy about to receive his first wand. The measuring tape made its rounds, and Victor waited patiently until it finally returned to the counter. "Ah, sí," he nodded, glancing back to the boy before he was walking towards the shelves. Victor moved along the bottom for a bit, then summoned the ladder to him to climb higher, then back to the ground again, before finally selecting a box and returning to the boy's side. "Go ahead and give it a gentle flick." __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like