[She's got a Forge again, but she can't find her mother's wand. And there are bars here that she can't quite slip through, even though she's trying. By the fifth try she's frustrated. And a little stuck. And now she's dropped the little device on the other side of those bars, and hey, it's turning on
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Be silent, little one.
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Should I?
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Yes!
[What she really means is maybe, but she's busy looking for her wand the wand she filched from her mum.]
Accio wand?
A-accio Mother's Wand!
[Derp. Here it comes. Duck?]
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I have never used such a thing.
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Well, duh. Of course the most powerful witch here would help her - she's a Black! She's important! Who needs wands, even.
Shirley certainly doesn't!]
[Also grabbing the wand from the air. And hfdkhsk reaching up for Shirley's hand with the other.]
Are you going to tell?
[Oh, look. Stairs.]
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And why would I do such a thing?
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You wouldn't. [?]
[It only sounds kind of forceful. She doesn't want it to be a question, but IT IS. Damn if her voice doesn't rise up at the end, there.]
I'm not old enough.
[Pout. Trudge. Pout.]
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One is never too young to learn and practice.
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Yeah, she's kind of flicking the wand around.
Twirltwirltwirl.]
That's what I think, too!
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[ gj, shirley. encouraging dangerous behavior from tinies. ]
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Look what I can---
[---*poof*]
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Little one?
[ where'd you go. ): ]
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