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- Shedua Wood Wand with a string of Thestral tail feather 9 1/2 inch
Willow would have moved out anyway. She didn't even know why she had stayed so long after her seventeenth birthday anyway. She could have gone at any time she wanted to go. Then again Willow knew that Penelope would have never allowed. Penelope was convinced that her enemies where after her. All the people she had stolen from, all the people she had betrayed in her line of work where all out to get her in Penelope's mind and they would use Willow as a way to get to her. What Penelope didn't know was that there where no enemies for Willow other than the ones she had made herself.
Very few people knew that Willow was in fact Penelope's daughter and not Pandora's as was said on her birth certificate. Penelope's fear was suffocating and Willow wanted nothing to do with it. She had a place to move into now. She was going to share the apartment with Jon and live there. They had already talked about it and thought it was a good thing. She still didn't know if what she felt for him was love or not but she knew that she wanted to be with him. Her mother always said that if you wanted to know someone for sure you had to live with them.
Willow packed up one of the few boxes that she had in the room here. Penelope never moved a lot of stuff with them thinking that Willow would eventually grow into a girly girl and fill the room up again. Willow never did. She liked to travel light. Most of what she had was clothes and shoes. The only thing she did to her hair was brush it out and she would be damned if she was going to start waring make up. This lack of femininity made the moves easy and Willow was sure that Jon would appreciate not having to zap endless boxes away.
Very few people knew that Willow was in fact Penelope's daughter and not Pandora's as was said on her birth certificate. Penelope's fear was suffocating and Willow wanted nothing to do with it. She had a place to move into now. She was going to share the apartment with Jon and live there. They had already talked about it and thought it was a good thing. She still didn't know if what she felt for him was love or not but she knew that she wanted to be with him. Her mother always said that if you wanted to know someone for sure you had to live with them.
Willow packed up one of the few boxes that she had in the room here. Penelope never moved a lot of stuff with them thinking that Willow would eventually grow into a girly girl and fill the room up again. Willow never did. She liked to travel light. Most of what she had was clothes and shoes. The only thing she did to her hair was brush it out and she would be damned if she was going to start waring make up. This lack of femininity made the moves easy and Willow was sure that Jon would appreciate not having to zap endless boxes away.