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- 14 3/4" Canadian Maplewood wand with an essence of Hippogriff feather
Tom was walking down Brightstone Village, basking in the fact that it was a day where he was free to do what he wanted. With it being a Sunday it was generally less busier than usual and he had no lessons to teach or any essays to mark. Tom took a seat down the main road, looking in each direction wondering where to go next. Tom started thinking to his parent's expectations when he was a teenager. They wanted him most importantly to do well and enjoy life but also to settle down and have a family. Of course, Tom had never contemplated the latter option, but after his mind had reached this thought he started to delve deep into thought. He was 25, so far no girlfriend since his 19th birthday. He was too immersed in his studies at becoming a teacher than to try and settle down at that early age. He thought of how busy he had been trying to do well in life than to think about his personal life. he was busy helping others to do well in their studies then to take an interest into pursuing a family. He put his head in his hands and started to delve deeper into the matter.