Any thoughts regarding what they could or couldn't do in regards to the fog dissipated from her mind almost immediately at the mention of a wand. His wand. Or more specifically, that he already had one.
"You have a wand?!" she asked with a gasp, eyeing his trousers with the hope that he had it in his pockets. "Can I try it? I haven't gotten the chance to purchase one, yet," she pleaded, staring up at him with wide, expectant eyes.
"You have a wand?!" she asked with a gasp, eyeing his trousers with the hope that he had it in his pockets. "Can I try it? I haven't gotten the chance to purchase one, yet," she pleaded, staring up at him with wide, expectant eyes.
