Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2019 1:11:47 GMT -7
real elegance is in the mind.
3RD JANUARY 2025
SMOKING WASN’T EXACTLY permitted in the Ollivander’s Wand store. But with recent events being as stressful as they can be, it was a rule Veronica allowed herself to break. In the open, not too far from the windows of the shop the eldest Ollivander sat, the muggle item sitting comfortably between her middle and index finger. The days that passed were filled with chaos, Hogsmeade had been attacked with dragons and Azkaban had fallen, allowing many dangerous prisoners to escape. In the midst of worrying as her son enjoyed the festivities of the Winter Festival, it was safe to say he was perfectly fine. He gained a small battle scar (or so he loved to call it, it was truthfully a cut on his left cheek), but all was well…Except Veronica’s stress levels.
From it, Ollivanders’ in terms of a store had gained more customers. And while it was usually a good thing, the main and only wand-maker was Veronica herself. Eleanor provided help…As an apprentice, considering she refused to promote Eleanor and ultimately challenge her status as the owner. Veronica always believed it would benefit her in the long run, even then, maybe one day she wouldn’t be so cruel. Maybe. As she sat, the brunette let out a sigh, looking down at the carvings she had begun for the new wand. She knew how she wanted to complete this wand, but the line of ten or so bothered her mind. It would take hours to even finish three.
”Eleanor!” Veronica called, knowing her sister would be somewhere within the store. She knew what she was about to request was probably…Insane, words that had never left her lips before, but it was necessary. Needed now more than ever. ”Merlin, where is that girl?” She questioned, swivelling in her seat, the smoke coming from the cigarette following too. ”Eleanor!”
eleanor gwendolen ollivander & hopefully this works!