4 Mar 2019, 05:31
The Start of a Journey
Fenix and his parents entered the shop closing the door behind them quickly to avoid the blustering winds.
Fenix's father, a tall, athletic man, laughed heartily as he brushed a wave of salt and pepper hair from his eyes and adjusted his jet black beard and mustache. Lincoln Black was an honest, hardworking man but he certainly wasn't devoid of style. He wore a black velvet dress jacket lined with golden stitching and the Hogwarts crest embroidered upon the breast pocket along with patent leather dress shoes.
Fenix's mother was a smaller woman with a gentle disposition. Her hair cascaded like ash colored ribbons around her soft pink cheeks. Charlotte Black wore a golden colored lace shawl over an elegant black frock and a pair of black ballet flats. She had been told about the wizarding world and of course has seen her husband perform magic numerous times at home, but this was her very first time seeing it all around her. Coming from New York there isn't much Charlotte Black hasn't seen, but Diagon Alley is certainly something to behold for a muggle in any case.
Fenix's parents gently pushed him towards the counter where Mr Ollivander stood waiting for him. Fenix could feel his heart begin to race as Mr Ollivander handed him the first wand to try. He waved it once and an entire shelf of wands blew right over, knocking every wand onto the floor. Fenix felt the blood rush to his cheeks in shame, "Sorry..." Fenix said.
Behind him Fenix's parents smiled at him and nodded in encouragement as Mr Ollivander offered a second wand. Fenix took the new wand, waved it at an hourglass on the counter and it immediately shattered.
"Not to worry, lad, third times the charm, eh?" Fenix heard his dad say happily behind him as Ollivander handed him a third wand. "Perhaps this? 20.5cm of fine cherry wood with a phoenix feather core."
Fenix was hesitant but he took the wand. A sudden rush seemed to flow from the wand itself, up Fenix's arm, and throughout the rest of his body. He could FEEL the wand attach itself to him.
Fenix's dad paid for his wand and smiled as he and Charlotte lead Fenix out into the wizarding world with his very first wand.
Fenix Black
Fenix's father, a tall, athletic man, laughed heartily as he brushed a wave of salt and pepper hair from his eyes and adjusted his jet black beard and mustache. Lincoln Black was an honest, hardworking man but he certainly wasn't devoid of style. He wore a black velvet dress jacket lined with golden stitching and the Hogwarts crest embroidered upon the breast pocket along with patent leather dress shoes.
Fenix's mother was a smaller woman with a gentle disposition. Her hair cascaded like ash colored ribbons around her soft pink cheeks. Charlotte Black wore a golden colored lace shawl over an elegant black frock and a pair of black ballet flats. She had been told about the wizarding world and of course has seen her husband perform magic numerous times at home, but this was her very first time seeing it all around her. Coming from New York there isn't much Charlotte Black hasn't seen, but Diagon Alley is certainly something to behold for a muggle in any case.
Fenix's parents gently pushed him towards the counter where Mr Ollivander stood waiting for him. Fenix could feel his heart begin to race as Mr Ollivander handed him the first wand to try. He waved it once and an entire shelf of wands blew right over, knocking every wand onto the floor. Fenix felt the blood rush to his cheeks in shame, "Sorry..." Fenix said.
Behind him Fenix's parents smiled at him and nodded in encouragement as Mr Ollivander offered a second wand. Fenix took the new wand, waved it at an hourglass on the counter and it immediately shattered.
"Not to worry, lad, third times the charm, eh?" Fenix heard his dad say happily behind him as Ollivander handed him a third wand. "Perhaps this? 20.5cm of fine cherry wood with a phoenix feather core."
Fenix was hesitant but he took the wand. A sudden rush seemed to flow from the wand itself, up Fenix's arm, and throughout the rest of his body. He could FEEL the wand attach itself to him.
Fenix's dad paid for his wand and smiled as he and Charlotte lead Fenix out into the wizarding world with his very first wand.
Fenix Black