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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
chanuphis
"Okay," says Miranda, mostly because she hasn't actually seen anything frightening enough to be worth cutting and going back to the Floo on her own. She follows Ari into the store.
bitterchill
Sally follows, with Ms. Halliwell ducking in behind her. Ari is occupied in (French) conversation with one Giselle Bonami, a tiny woman who likely could not look more like a dear old granny with a team of professional makeup artists and five pounds of cookies.
She turns to greet the newcomers herself, words burbling through a veil of grannyish geniality and heavy accent. "It is good to meet you! I knew Ariel's mother well, rest her soul; you are friends?"
Sally twitches slightly.
She turns to greet the newcomers herself, words burbling through a veil of grannyish geniality and heavy accent. "It is good to meet you! I knew Ariel's mother well, rest her soul; you are friends?"
Sally twitches slightly.
bitterchill
"Oh, how good! Fast friends are dearest, child."
Ari coughs. "Les batons?"
"Always with business, your family. And we are speaking your language now, kind as you are to this old brain."
"Be that as it may, we are actually on a schedule," contributes Ms. Halliwell. "Mister Smith and miss Martin need wands. Two each, for whatever reason."
Madame Bonami waves a hand. "It is harmless enough. And I have no shortage. Child, would you like a second wand to be like your friends? I assure you that each is one unique, and you will not find better."
Ari coughs. "Les batons?"
"Always with business, your family. And we are speaking your language now, kind as you are to this old brain."
"Be that as it may, we are actually on a schedule," contributes Ms. Halliwell. "Mister Smith and miss Martin need wands. Two each, for whatever reason."
Madame Bonami waves a hand. "It is harmless enough. And I have no shortage. Child, would you like a second wand to be like your friends? I assure you that each is one unique, and you will not find better."
chanuphis
"I have two," says Miranda. "I wasn't sure my mum would let me come to France, so I already got a second one."
bitterchill
"A shame. You draw the line at two, I suppose?"
As she speaks, she waves a length of glassy wood and sends boxes circling around Ari and Sally to try. As each wand is waved and discarded, its box returns to the shelves and the next approaches.
As she speaks, she waves a length of glassy wood and sends boxes circling around Ari and Sally to try. As each wand is waved and discarded, its box returns to the shelves and the next approaches.
chanuphis
"I don't have enough money for a third one even if you took Galleons," apologizes Miranda.
bitterchill
"I'm rich as hell," offers Ari between waves.
"Same," says Sally absently.
"Same," says Sally absently.
chanuphis
Miranda giggles. "If you want to buy me a third wand I won't say no! But you have to tell my mum I didn't wheedle for it."
bitterchill
Ari laughs. "Hell, I'll tell her you put up a fight if you want."
Another wand-cycle is established for Miranda, just as Sally's most recent choice billows with glowing smoke. Madame Bonami comes over to examine it. "Rowan wood and homunculus bonemeal, eleven inches. Good for transfiguration, or a longer-lasting charm. Fascinating; we'll see your second, eh?"
Another wand-cycle is established for Miranda, just as Sally's most recent choice billows with glowing smoke. Madame Bonami comes over to examine it. "Rowan wood and homunculus bonemeal, eleven inches. Good for transfiguration, or a longer-lasting charm. Fascinating; we'll see your second, eh?"
chanuphis
"It's not necessary to tell her lies," Miranda says primly, waving things. Nope, not this one. Not that one.
bitterchill
Sally's second wand turns out to be "ash with feather of caladrius, nine inches, a healer's wand and a scholar's, very nice." Ari ends up with "poison oak and dragon claw, fourteen inches, would be so good in duels" and "hawthorn and centaur tail, thirteen inches, rigid, good with charms and with... other things." Miranda ends up with... nothing.
After the last wand is waved, Madame Bonami shakes her head. "I am very sorry, child. This does happen sometimes, but at least you have your others." From a preserving cupboard she retrieves what looks to be a fresh-baked cookie in consolation.
After the last wand is waved, Madame Bonami shakes her head. "I am very sorry, child. This does happen sometimes, but at least you have your others." From a preserving cupboard she retrieves what looks to be a fresh-baked cookie in consolation.
chanuphis
"Thank you," says Miranda, accepting the cookie. "I like my wands fine, it's okay. The secondhand shop owner said my second one is supposed to be chimaera hair but she wasn't sure if that was really true or not."
bitterchill
She retrieves a small pair of spectacles. "It is! How funny... I may need to speak with someone about trying this myself. How does it cast? May I examine it more closely?"
chanuphis
Miranda pulls out her hazel-chimera wand. "I don't know any spells yet really but you can look at it."
bitterchill
Madame Bonami takes the wand in hand and swishes it experimentally, eliciting a low rumble throughout the room. She points it at an unsightly tchotchke perched on her desk and mutters a low incantation, which causes the ceramic to violently implode. She jumps a bit.
She hands the wand back to Miranda gingerly. "Well, there is a thing. Not for me, I fear, but I am sure you can get good use from it."
She hands the wand back to Miranda gingerly. "Well, there is a thing. Not for me, I fear, but I am sure you can get good use from it."
chanuphis
"When I picked it up it made a giant globe of light big enough to cover my whole arm," Miranda says.
bitterchill
"Impressive. My first wand sent out only a single bright spark. This one here needed no introduction, of course; I made him myself."
"Out of what?" Ari inquires.
She glares. "Heart of a boy who didn't know his own business from other people's. Looked very much like you, now I think of it."
Ari laughs.
bitterchill
"Well," says Ari, "it's been nice visiting you. We should get going, probably."
"Come back any time, Ariel. And you can always send an owl my way."
After a kiss on the cheek, the group is sent back into the alley, each with a fresh cookie in hand.
"That went well!"
bitterchill
"We will! And she gave us legal cores, I was a little bit worried about that."
Ms. Halliwell, not yet having learned to ignore the conversation, chokes on her drink yet again.
Ms. Halliwell, not yet having learned to ignore the conversation, chokes on her drink yet again.