"Wasn't it?" she sighed contentedly. A warm smile spreading over her lips. "Maybe we can give someone a viking funeral," she suggested, her voice a little more high pitched than usual. "Oh," she scrunched her face slightly. "That would take away the fun of the big reveal," her eyes were dancing.
Something inside Amelia broke when she saw Samir with her wand. It was her wand, it had been her first memory of the magical world, the first piece of the puzzle that made it all so real. It broke her heart to know that these two monsters were willing to strip that wonder away from anyone. "Don't you touch that boy!" Amelia snapped.
"Have a go love," Gemma said stepping aside. "With her wand," she clapped her hands together. "Show her how to use it proper."
