<BR><BR><B><I>Kris Kunkel <kris.kunkel@gmail.com></I></B> wrote: <BLOCKQUOTE class=replbq style="PADDING-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: #1010ff 2px solid"> <div>> > > Amber scanned the rack. Each broom was just like the next. The shiny<BR>> stained stick attached to the wiry bristles at the end. The only difference<BR>> was the price and the name. She slid her hand down the handle of one called<BR>> "Flying Ace" and pictured herself zooming down the street of her<BR>> grandfather's house, annoying her grandmother. She could just hear her voice<BR>> shrieking "Amber, you get down this instant!" She looked at the price tag.<BR>> > > "Kad, the cheapest one is this one, it's 200."<BR>> ><BR>> > "hmm... maybe for christmas, but not today. To rich for my blood if I want<BR>> to buy Hesetu..." "It would be awesome though..." Kadyn thought<BR>> > "Maybe I'll even get to play quiditch next year." That reminded
him. "As<BR>> long as I have one by next year, Amber, I'll be fine. I gotta make the<BR>> quiditch team though."<BR>> ><BR>> > "Qui-di-tch?" said Amber, trying to wrap her mind around the idea of the<BR>> word.<BR>><BR>> "I'll explain later. We should probally go meet our parents..." Kadyn begins<BR>> to make for the door.<BR>><BR>> Amber nodded solemnly. She did not want to go but knew she had too. She<BR>> turned and followed Kadyn out of the shop leaving her mind with the<BR>> broomstick.<BR><BR>Ryan was standing across the alley in front of a shop with a subdued<BR>sign, "Ollivanders". He smiled at the children as they approached.<BR>"And here's the moment, eh? First wand's always important," he assured<BR>them both.<BR><BR>Amber's eyes widened, a smile grew across her face and a sceam of joy wanting to burst from her smile. </div> <div>"W-w-wands?"</div></BLOCKQUOTE><p> 
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