- Messages
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- Wand
- Bois D'Arc Wand 12" Essence of Crystallized Dragon Fire
- Age
- 11/2007
With a the days newspaper in hand and a pen sitting behind his ear, Grande was walking the familiar streets of Obsidian Harbour. It had been a very long time. A Very long time. The shops, while familiar looking were not so familiar to the Beauxbaton 7th year. Now 17 Grande was having to decided what he was going to do with the rest of his life. This decision was hard. He knew that he wanted to move to New Zealand. But he didn't want to leave the house he had back home in France. He was however looking for a place to stay in New Zealand. This was the first step of moving back. He hadn't told anyone of his plans to move back. Espeically not the group. They would not only freak but wonder where Grande had gotten the money to pay for flights there and back. When really Grande had apparated. He'd passed the exam on the first go. The determination being to be able to get away, at any point from his crazy family. Or to just have fun for a night in a new country. Though it wasn't entire fun on his own. He had circled a few places that he could look at. Half he'd already seen. Nothing screamed buy me.
Grande would keep looking, until he found one. No matter how long it would take. He could make many trips to and from France. It would be like at Beauxbaton, anyone would notice he was gone. And he didn't have to work during the week. It was all good. Grande took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. In France it was heading towards winter. It was weird to be in a country where it was heading towards summer. Grande would have to grow used to that, or just jump between countries depending on where it was warmer. Now there was a plan that was badly centralised. Grande placed his glasses back on just as he bumped into someone familiar.