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- Alder Wand 13 3/4" Essence of Dragon Heartstring
- Age
- 10/2022 (39)
For Christmas, the Scottish boy was more than ready. He wasn't a huge fan of summer, so knowing that he would be boarding a plane to travel very far in the opposite direction from New Zealand, made him smile. He was just ready to see his ma, and see his home. He wanted to sit around their poor excuse for a tree, and the fire. He wanted to spend New Years at the street party in Portree where a lone piper would play the national anthem, before the fire works, and then auld lang syne during. He missed the common accents of those around him. He missed home, and he was ready to go back. Everything was packed, and he was ready to go, he just had a few days before he could actually go. Which was the more depressing part about it. Though this day, this event was going to be a good one. He wondered what sort of things made a New Zealand christmas celebration good, he wasn't too sure. He was sort of hoping their might be a ceilidh of some sort, but he knew that was unlikely. He was just fairly certain that of all his classmates, he'd been the only in a kilt. He was a Scot, and on special occasions, and Scotland games, that was appropriate attire that should be worn. He didn't have the full kilt outfit, all he did have was the kilt itself, a white loose fitting shirt that usual went with a kilt, and that was it. His mother hadn't thought it right to pack the entire thing, a kilt was surprisingly heavy.
Once he was all ready to go, the young Scot, double check. For this he was a true Scotsman, but that was okay with him. Not enough of these people would know the difference, or know what the term a true scotsman probably even meant. He walked out his dorm, throwing on a blazer on top, at least until he got too warm, heading straight to the great hall. His kilt was his family colours, dark blues and greens. A good colour, he couldn't imagine having the family colours of Buchanan or something. With yellow colours. Though it would go with his house, his Hogwarts house. The Great Hall itself was something else. Not what the teen had expected. He hadn't held high hopes for what this night would bring. He had memories of his primary school dances. Where most if not all the boys wore kilts, and girls always had some form of tartan. This was stunning, in a much grander scale, not what he was used to, not at all. His home town, was a few houses a few metres away from each other. His school had sheep next to it. This was so different from what he was used it. And it was as expected warm. He pulled off his blazer and he made his way inside the Great Hall. His eyes not quite able to take in everything that surrounded him. "Wow" He muttered under his breath. This was pretty incredible.
Once he was all ready to go, the young Scot, double check. For this he was a true Scotsman, but that was okay with him. Not enough of these people would know the difference, or know what the term a true scotsman probably even meant. He walked out his dorm, throwing on a blazer on top, at least until he got too warm, heading straight to the great hall. His kilt was his family colours, dark blues and greens. A good colour, he couldn't imagine having the family colours of Buchanan or something. With yellow colours. Though it would go with his house, his Hogwarts house. The Great Hall itself was something else. Not what the teen had expected. He hadn't held high hopes for what this night would bring. He had memories of his primary school dances. Where most if not all the boys wore kilts, and girls always had some form of tartan. This was stunning, in a much grander scale, not what he was used to, not at all. His home town, was a few houses a few metres away from each other. His school had sheep next to it. This was so different from what he was used it. And it was as expected warm. He pulled off his blazer and he made his way inside the Great Hall. His eyes not quite able to take in everything that surrounded him. "Wow" He muttered under his breath. This was pretty incredible.