The Start Of Something New Open Closed

Wish I was that lucky...My mum's a Muggle and my Father doesn't want anything to do with the Magical World, but again, so his life in the Forgotten Realm of Wingham, there ain't a thing to do.
It was now about noon now. They were crossing plains. The morning air turned hotter and the sun was now high up on the sky.
James pulled out his wand. 33,3 centimenters, elm wood, dragon heartstring. Ollivander's said it was good for transfiguration. He looked at it for a second.
I'm runnin' out of conversation topics... Here's my wand, I think it's pretty long compared to well, me.
He was quite insecure about his height, and having such a long wand kinda bothered him. It was has if Ollivander's purposedly gave him a longer one to make him feel bad. But of course the wand chooses the wizard or whatever.
So you brought anything cool with ya? I didn't have much money to spend so all I could afford was this glass contraption that turns reds when I forget something.[ It's clear so, guess I ain't forgettin' anything./b] he chuckled awkwardly. Small talk and long duration conversations weren't one of his strong points.