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Miranda is looking at wands. She wants two, but she isn't going to spring that on Ollivander until she's found a first one. This fir is not right. Neither is this birch, that stubby little rosewood, or this ebony. Hmm.
Aha!
This pine wand (phoenix feather core) likes her just fine. Sparks! Miranda pays seven Galleons for it and sticks it in her hair.
"Excuse me," she says, when Ollivander turns away.
"Mm?"
"May I have a look at some more wands?"
"Something wrong with the one you've got, Miss Swan?"
"No, sir, but please, I want a second one, in case this one gets lost or damaged."
"Planning on that, are you?"
"No one plans to lose things, I just -"
"Planning to mistreat the wand? Leave it lying around? Forget about it someplace, carelessly handle it -?"
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chanuphis
planetarium
"Oh, your parents let you do magic early? Mine were really strict about it."
to-cast-a-shadow
"The American Council doesn't even have a law against supervised underage magic in the home. Not that your Ministry would care, if you were casting in a wizarding household."
planetarium
"Yeah, some of my cousins have got ahold of wands and tried things but I never manged it."
power-in-the
"I didn't get to play around with my wand at all. I've got a trick I can do without it, though, I can throw an invisible punch. I don't think that counts technically or I'd probably have already had a run-in with the wizard cops."
power-in-the
"Yeah, it's fun. Kind of weak, but that doesn't mean it can't help me out of a fight. Nobody expects a black eye while they've got the other guy in a headlock, I can tell you that."
power-in-the
"You could say that. Personally I think it's closer to an 'angry queer ten-year-old who hates everyone' thing."
bitterchill
Eventually, all trains must come to an end. This is an inviolable rule, because the alternative is a very different movie.
Ari hops out enthusiastically. Castle! Cool!
chanuphis
Miranda is obliged to exit the train more sedately, wheeling her trunk behind her. She releases Amber so that the owl will not be a casualty if she has a spill.
chanuphis
"Okay," says Miranda, "thanks," evaluating the odds of her getting into the boat without getting soaked.
She manages it, barely.
She manages it, barely.
bitterchill
Ari loads the trunk into a carriage marked for such a purpose. He does the same with Sally's trunk and his duffel bag. Then he cheerfully clambers into the boat. Sally does the same.
"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts. This is exciting!"
"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts. This is exciting!"
chanuphis
"My mum told me how sorting works because we didn't think I was going to Hogwarts."
chanuphis
"Supposedly it's usually a secret, but I'm not sure why. Are you sure you want me to tell you?"
bitterchill
Sally looks anxious. "Pretty sure, yes. I'd like few s- as few surprises as I can get."
"If we have to kill a troll I'll throw rocks at its head," Ari reassures her.
"T-that's not, that's not helpful!"
"If we have to kill a troll I'll throw rocks at its head," Ari reassures her.
"T-that's not, that's not helpful!"
chanuphis
"It's not a troll it's a hat. It's a magic hat and you put it on and it figures out what house you belong in."
bitterchill
"Should've known."
Sally breathes a sigh of relief. "I can deal with a hat. Um... I assume it's, it's got charms, or something, to keep out nits?"
Sally breathes a sigh of relief. "I can deal with a hat. Um... I assume it's, it's got charms, or something, to keep out nits?"
chanuphis
"...I assume so. Anyway I'm pretty sure if you get nits they can be magicked away pretty quick."
bitterchill
"Sounds good, then."
"If you end up with nits I can throw rocks at their heads to get rid of them," Ari offers innocently. Sally giggles.
"If you end up with nits I can throw rocks at their heads to get rid of them," Ari offers innocently. Sally giggles.
chanuphis
Giggle.
The boats arrive. The first-years are shepherded along.
Miranda escapes from the pack to go up to the headmistress. "Professor McGonagall?"
The boats arrive. The first-years are shepherded along.
Miranda escapes from the pack to go up to the headmistress. "Professor McGonagall?"
The headmistress turns around. "Hello. You're... Ebele Swan, correct? Did you need something before the Sorting?"