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Ollivander's Wand Shop (Hogsmeade)

Ollivanders

Welcome to Hogsmeade Branch of Ollivander's Wand Shop! Please be aware that prices are marginally higher here than in Diagon Alley. It is a good idea to use this shop if your wand breaks, or you're a student joining in the middle of term. To buy your wands, place your order under the Roleplay section. Please refer to The Art of Wandlore when searching for a particular wand.


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Genevieve SummersGryffindor, 5th Year

「 Age 」
15
「 Species 」
Werewolf
「 Occupation 」
Student/Part-Timer
「 Relationship 」
Single

Geneveive has had an eventful morning, that's for sure. A third year came in after breaking his wand during a dueling club session and while testing out a new one, he had caused a tiny boom that made the wands on the shelves scatter everywhere. Her boss is not around, thank Merlin. The old man would have insisted Genevieve fix up everything without magic – to instill a sense of discipline that is becoming of a future wandmaker, he would say – and she would have gotten so annoyed about having to do something so unnecessary. She wouldn't have trusted herself to keep her cool in this situation, and she loves this job and she does find him kind, no matter how unreasonable at times. It's fine, she tells herself, as she uses her wand to levitate the wands around the shop and place them back in the appropriate shelves. Wixflix is playing on her phone in the background. She isn't paying very much attention because she's rewatched all seasons of Avatar nearly three times now, but she appreciates the sound because she finds silence unnerving and the type of music she listens to would just make her sleepy.

Message Me • 01:37, 11 March 2021 (UTC)

ArielStaceyWB

Amor Santiagofirst year healing student 「 he/him 」

「 Age 」
18 y/o
「 Species 」
werewolf
「 Occupation 」
uni student
「 Relationship 」
single

Amor had come down to Hogsmeade with Arden, but they had drastically underestimated how small the front portion of this Ollivander's was. It wasn't very spacious for a shop that could so easily expand their floor space using magic, but he assumes it's for the charm of it. Both of them inch their heads in before someone calls for her and she starts chatting up a storm with someone else. It was convenient timing. Amor wouldn't have wanted to tell her she could wait outside. "Hey!" His voice booms as he reopens the door and slips inside, giving the girl a small nod as he grins down at her. He distracts himself by eyeing the shelves of wands, which seem to threaten to collapse in on them at any second. "I'm trying to purchase another black walnut wand with dragon heartstring. My last one is fucked." Amor brushes his hands along his shirt (notably missing a coat even in the middle of winter) before digging out his galleons. His father had just sent another payment to his mother on Monday, which is perfect timing on his part. Maybe his father is some sort of seer. When his hand reaches out to place the galleons on the counter, he turns his gaze towards her again and his hair immediately stands on end, forcing him to withdraw his hand with the coins still pinched between his fingers. He shifts uncomfortably before staring at the shelves once more. "Or do I have to test for one again?"

Message Me • 01:58, 11 March 2021 (UTC)

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Genevieve SummersGryffindor, 5th Year

「 Age 」
15
「 Species 」
Werewolf
「 Occupation 」
Student/Part-Timer
「 Relationship 」
Single

Gen is in the middle of levitating the last bunch back into place when she turns to face the older boy who had just entered the shop. When she sees him properly, she feels goosebumps and the momentary shock causes her to lose focus. The batch of wands drop on the floor, clattering against the wood, and that's what snaps her back into reality. She hastily waves her wand and they return to their proper place quickly. She clears her throat and forces a smile, tugging down at the hem of her sweater. "Oh, hi!" she squeaks out. For some reason, she is ten times more conscious of the wound across her torso now more than ever. She pauses the show as she moves towards the black walnut section and finds one with a dragon heartstring core. She is nervous and her heart is beating fast, but she is normally anxious when interacting with the seventh years and she recognizes him to be one from Hufflepuff. "You could always test for a new one, if you like, especially if the last one was... being problematic." She does not have a problem with cursing but in this instance it seems unprofessional. She pushes the box across the counter for him to try out. "Is that why you need to buy a new one? Because your first isn't working properly? If that's the case, black walnut wands are a bit fickle like that... If you manage to resolve any inner conflict that might be going on, then it should start to work just fine again. You wouldn't need to buy one."

Message Me • 02:15, 11 March 2021 (UTC)

ArielStaceyWB

Amor Santiagofirst year healing student 「 he/him 」

「 Age 」
18 y/o
「 Species 」
werewolf
「 Occupation 」
uni student
「 Relationship 」
single

Admittedly, his wand has always been a bit finicky especially since this curse of lycanthropy that's been put upon him, but he isn't sure he wants to spend more time here when he could just sort out his issues later now that he knows that's what's wrong with it. Besides, she doesn't seem too comfortable with his company. It's fair if he wouldn't be if he was her, right? Not that he tries to be intimidating and he generally isn't, but with the knowledge he has... "No, my friend snapped it in two. It was fine before that," he tells her, a little bit of huffiness in his voice as he rolls and shrugs his shoulders. He flippantly gestures towards Arden through the shop window before clearing his throat. "It was an accident." Usually he wouldn't have the desire to clarify crap of that nature, but it affects Arden's reputation more than his and she seemed really torn up over it. He shouldn't have pointed to begin with, but it was on instinct. Amor grabs the wand, casting a fur charm on the corresponding box and watching it explode with hair before reversing it. "See, black walnut fits perfectly."

Message Me • 04:32, 11 March 2021 (UTC)

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Genevieve SummersGryffindor, 5th Year

「 Age 」
15
「 Species 」
Werewolf
「 Occupation 」
Student/Part-Timer
「 Relationship 」
Single

Genevieve looks to where he gestures and sees the familiar face. She immediately looks away before she can catch Arden's eye because Gen is still mortified from their first encounter, not that it seemed to have bothered Arden very much. All the older girl had done was laugh and reassure her it was okay, which led Gen to wonder what someone so nice and popular was doing making out with someone like March St. Pierre in an abandoned classroom. Gen tries very hard to avoid disliking people, but it is difficult when he prices wolfsbane so high and just generally gives off the aura of an obnoxious teenage boy. "Oh, I know her. She's nice. I'm sure she didn't do it on purpose..." Her voice is quiet as she trails off because she feels like there isn't really much to explain. Her brother is a big Quidditch fan; she already knew of Arden long before the incident with March. This boy seems much nicer than March, even if he is a bit... loud. She's pleased that Arden seems to have moved on to someone new. She takes the wand back from his hand and the close proximity makes her feel like all her hair is standing on end again. She takes a deep breath and places the wand back in the box, taking the galleons he gave her. "Black Walnut wands work best with owners that are self-aware and honest with themselves..." she continues to tell him, trying to get her mind off the weird feeling settling in her chest. "I think it's really cool, actually, how attuned it is to sense this sort of things. The moment it feels that its owner is practicing any sort of self-deception, it drastically loses skill." She looks up at him again. He is so much taller than her, but she feels compelled to search his eyes for answers. "But if your old wand had been working fine so far, then I'm sure you have no problems with that, yeah?" The question is almost a challenge. Though she knows she could be missing the mark entirely here, she still remembers what she read in all those textbooks towards the end of last summer – werewolves can sense other werewolves. Maybe this is it.

Message Me • 05:01, 11 March 2021 (UTC)

ArielStaceyWB

Amor Santiagofirst year healing student 「 he/him 」

「 Age 」
18 y/o
「 Species 」
werewolf
「 Occupation 」
uni student
「 Relationship 」
single

"Shit, that's interesting," he tells her, but his tone struggles to match the interest he is trying to convey. Amor nods and pretends he's somehow exempt from this because of course he believes he is self-aware enough. He is painfully aware of his predicament and whatever else unsettles his mind at any given moment. He is harsh on himself and the large amount of potions he's on to try to uplift his spirits reflects that. "I don't think that's an issue for me, or else it wouldn't have done that," he says, back muscles tensing as he forces himself to roll his shoulders and try to release it. Still, his senses raise alarm and he can't stop glancing behind her. Maybe this is just a reaction to how cold it is in here, but he isn't sure if it was cold when he first got in here. Amor grumbles as he grabs the wand and puts it in his back pocket, leaving it half sticking out right next to his phone. "Are you not cold? It's colder in here than it was out there." Notably, he is not wearing a coat, but he usually suffers through the cold until he gets used to it. This time, however, his body won't adjust and he doesn't know why it's going wild. It's startling to cause him to panic.

Message Me • 05:14, 11 March 2021 (UTC)

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Genevieve SummersGryffindor, 5th Year

「 Age 」
15
「 Species 」
Werewolf
「 Occupation 」
Student/Part-Timer
「 Relationship 」
Single

Genevieve does not get cold very easily, but that is mostly because always in layers and layers of clothes as if that will make the scar across her torso somehow less real. She knows it is foolish to believe, but it's like if she covers it up enough, one day she will lift her sweater up and it will be gone. She is too distracted with an internal dilemma though to process that he just asked her a question. Gen doesn't know how to flat out ask someone if they're a werewolf considering it is such a personal question and she herself would get incredibly defensive if she were in that situation. She notices that he seems to be on the verge of panic and decides to just forego all hesitations and be brave. She was not sorted into Gryffindor for nothing. She glances to Arden outside the store to make sure that she is still absorbed in her conversation; she wouldn't want to be interrupted after all. She swallows. "Are you a werewolf?" she asks in a hushed tone, before belatedly realizing that he had asked her a question. "Oh! I don't get cold very easily... So no. I didn't mean to ignore your question but – " She bites down on her tongue hard. Gen is so awkward sometimes that it pains her. "Are you?"

Message Me • 05:30, 11 March 2021 (UTC)

ArielStaceyWB

Amor Santiagofirst year healing student 「 he/him 」

「 Age 」
18 y/o
「 Species 」
werewolf
「 Occupation 」
uni student
「 Relationship 」
single

Amor freezes, feeling as if he was just cut down by a hot sword as a rush of defensiveness hits his bones. His eyebrows furrow, slowly morphing his face into an image of shock and rage. "Shit, have your parents taught you manners?" he spits, eyes wide as he stares down at her. Attempting to figure it out, he stares in silence for what feels close to forever and he flexes uncomfortably as if he has to feel and appear bigger. What a stupid defense mechanism as if he is some sort of animal. Oh, shit. "Why does that concern you?" he starts, raising a finger before remembering what his mother told him and instead pushing his hand behind him. "Why do you think that?" This time his voice lowers to a whisper and it becomes more apparent that he's worried and not just ready to rip through the shop. His heart is pounding and breathing becomes labored as he continues to eye her, not letting his own eyes leave the girl for even a second.

Message Me • 05:59, 11 March 2021 (UTC)

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Genevieve SummersGryffindor, 5th Year

「 Age 」
15
「 Species 」
Werewolf
「 Occupation 」
Student/Part-Timer
「 Relationship 」
Single

It is almost as if something snaps inside Gen and her eyes flash. She is normally a lot better at controlling herself but things have no been the same since August, and she flinches for just a second but otherwise does not back down. She glances again at the entrance of the shop to make sure no one is coming in. "Shh!" she shushes him, "Don't be so loud!" She crosses her arms protectively, like she is trying to hide her scar even more. "Werewolves can sense other werewolves. I can see that obviously you didn't know that." Her eyes narrow and she takes a couple of deep breaths to calm herself, but it is difficult when all her instincts are telling her to yell and make a scene. That simply won't do. "Were you just turned or something?" It is the only explanation she can think of; when she was turned, her family made a big fuss of researching and learning everything there is to know.

Message Me • 06:09, 11 March 2021 (UTC)

ArielStaceyWB

Amor Santiagofirst year healing student 「 he/him 」

「 Age 」
18 y/o
「 Species 」
werewolf
「 Occupation 」
uni student
「 Relationship 」
single

Amor hesitates when he watches her flinch, but the shushing infuriates him and he has to struggle not to snap in response to it. As if anyone would come into this stupid shop in the middle of November. "Was I supposed to know that shit? Who was going to tell me? The stupid motherfucker who turned me?" He is noticeably worse at holding it in, but at least he's able to turn the volume down a bit more now that he's been shushed. However, having gotten that out of his system, he shifts a few steps back and puts his face in his hands. He grumbles again before dragging his hands down his face. "It's been two years." His expression falls and seems pathetic as he stares down at the floor off to the side from them both. Shit, it's been two years. How the fuck has it been two years? Amor has done nothing to benefit his situation since then, but what could he do? There isn't a cure. "Werewolves can...sense each other. Shit."

Message Me • 07:05, 11 March 2021 (UTC)

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Genevieve SummersGryffindor, 5th Year

「 Age 」
15
「 Species 」
Werewolf
「 Occupation 」
Student/Part-Timer
「 Relationship 」
Single

She cannot believe he is still being rude to her. She checks the door again. Even if he is being a lot more quiet, it still feels weird discussing her greatest secret out in public. Genevieve sighs, sounding utterly exasperated as she turns to face him again. It's easier to talk to him now that he isn't looking at her directly – perhaps that's what gives her the courage to be rude right back. "Two years?" she asks, sounding incredulous. "And you didn't think of maybe digging through Seeker or opening a couple textbooks?" She lets out a small, frustrated huff. She pauses and closes her eyes, noticeably taking a couple deep breaths. Gen does not think it would be very good to be on bad terms with the only other werewolf at school that she's encountered thus far. "I'm sorry. That was rude." she says, and it pains her to say it. Everything in her is screaming that she has no reason to apologize, but speaking it aloud at the very least makes her more aware that it is wrong and that she should be ashamed of her temper. "I was turned just recently at the end of summer." she says. After a couple of seconds, she adds, "My name is Gen."

Message Me • 06:36, 13 March 2021 (UTC)

ArielStaceyWB

Amor Santiagofirst year healing student 「 he/him 」

「 Age 」
18 y/o
「 Species 」
werewolf
「 Occupation 」
uni student
「 Relationship 」
single

The issue is that Amor has. It just hasn't been from the right resources. After all, they were limited considering he wasn't willing to march down to Flourish and Blotts and openly purchase a bunch of things on lycanthropy while looking as ill as he used to. Just the thought of that makes him shudder, remembering how terrible he felt for months before he was able to adjust to some sense of normalcy. He's glad Gen doesn't force him to explain that even if his senses tell him to try to get the final word. When the flame starts to sizzle out, he glances up to her again, feeling as if he was just told off by his mother. How ridiculous. "I'm sorry you have had to go through this," he says, voice falling to a whisper compared to his previous volume. Gen is so...young. One of his first thoughts upon seeing her was that there's no way she is allowed to be employed here legally. Maybe she just appears young for her age though. "M' name's Amor," he tells her before giving her a small, disapproving stare. "Don't say it," he warns. For some reason, thirteen and fourteen year olds are always the ones going on about it.

Message Me • 03:21, 15 March 2021 (UTC)

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Genevieve SummersGryffindor, 5th Year

「 Age 」
15
「 Species 」
Werewolf
「 Occupation 」
Student/Part-Timer
「 Relationship 」
Single

Gen frowns when he says he's sorry, immediately getting a bit defensive before calming down again. She does not like being pitied and she's heard that phrase a million times already before from her family, from the healers at St. Mungo's, from the professors who know, from March St. Pierre of all people, too. When Amor says it, though, it's different for obvious reasons – she cannot be frustrated when she knows that he knows what is like. She would be sorry too if anyone else had to go through what she did. "I'm sorry that you had to go through this, too." she echoes. The mood becomes a bit somber and she doesn't even bother commenting on his name because of how down she feels and how relieved she is at having finally found a kindred spirit. "Have you found any other werewolves at school?" she asks, leaning over the counter. "I haven't yet... It's kinda difficult when you're also trying to keep it a secret, and I haven't experienced this – " She gestures to the space between them; now that the initial shock has worn off, the atmosphere is oddly calming. Maybe this is why wolves tend towards joining packs. " – with anyone else, but there might just be no others in my year."

Message Me • 06:42, 16 March 2021 (UTC)

ArielStaceyWB

Amor Santiagofirst year healing student 「 he/him 」

「 Age 」
18 y/o
「 Species 」
werewolf
「 Occupation 」
uni student
「 Relationship 」
single

Amor doesn't want to point out that if he had, then he probably wouldn't have reacted so strongly. Something about his usual energy (given that it is boosted by the potions he has been put on and not necessarily his natural spirit) has dwindled and this heavy guilt in his chest is killing him. He has been enough of an asshole to a damn child. He doesn't have to push that even further. "I haven't. I know of one other werewolf, but-" His eyebrows lift and he seems unamused. It's unnecessary to clarify what that means. In fact, there was no point in being so blatantly depressing; he shouldn't have said it to begin with. "Fuck him," he mumbles before rolling his shoulders and sighing, releasing the heaviness from his soul all at once. Gen would be right that there's this weird calming energy between them- a sense of familiarity. "Where have you been turning? Have you had Wolfsbane?" He thinks he would have remembered running into another werewolf out on a full moon before even if there have only been two so far in the school year.

Message Me • 22:21, 18 March 2021 (UTC)

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Genevieve SummersGryffindor, 5th Year

「 Age 」
15
「 Species 」
Werewolf
「 Occupation 」
Student/Part-Timer
「 Relationship 」
Single

At the second question, she involuntarily glances to Arden again just because the memory of their first meeting is truly so painfully embarrassing, no matter how nice the older girl was about it. "I found a spot for myself in the Forest." she answers first. The Hogwarts grounds are so huge that she is actually not surprised that they have not run into each other yet. She remembers looking very hard for a relatively empty part of the Forbidden Forest, mostly because she could not bear the idea of attacking any of the creatures she's had to interact with in Care of Magical Creatures class. "I have had wolfsbane. I'm terrible at Potions, though, so I just buy from one of the seventh years." It is less expensive than what Hogwarts offers, definitely, but not by much. It makes her a bit angry knowing that Hogwarts is not providing this to her for free, or for at least, a more affordable price. "I think he knows I'm a werewolf... I mean, I guess it'd be kinda obvious considering I buy wolfsbane from him once a month, but it's still..." Weird. That someone she barely talks to knows this deep dark secret of hers. She is pretty sure that Arden knows too because March was a bit loud during their transaction. "No one else knows except for my family." she says instead.

Message Me • 06:15, 19 March 2021 (UTC)



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