Beauty is in Nature

Reuben Ollivander || Hogwarts Alum || Wandmaker

[reubenollivander]

kmckinnxn·:

。·:✧:· EARLIER THAT DAY, Kenzie got herself stuck in a rather sticky situation regarding her wand. She couldn’t tell you how exactly she did this or what exactly happened, because really, it was a whole story. The actual event was still unknown, because it happened all so fast. Because of that, in a lucky happenstance of being allowed to leave early to solve this situation, she found herself walking through Diagon Alley toward Ollivanders. Kenzie grumbled loudly to herself, still mad that all of this happened. She’d tried not to think about it and wanted nothing more than to just go back to work and forget about it. Even seeing all of these fliers everywhere, didn’t stray her. She’d seen them already and was on a mission now. Her footsteps were rather loud, at least to her as she opened the door to the wand shop. Taking a deep breath, she knew she’d have to explain this calmly. “I may have broken my wand and I can’t even tell you how. It’s a whole story of and I’m still mad at the people involved. I’m convinced it’s all their fault and you can’t convince me otherwise,” Kenzie explained, taking her wand out of her cloak, placing it on the counter with a pout on her face. 

A small smirk appeared on his face as he listened to her explanation. Reuben had heard at least a dozen variations of the same story over his time in the shop, but usually they were from students and came in nasty howlers from their parents. This was one of the first times that he’d ever seen such a beautiful which come in with a request like this. He knew that whoever had been involved... Well, he didn’t want to be them. The wand maker was willing to bet that her wrath wasn’t nearly as pretty as she was. “Hmm...” he said, stepping behind the counter and lightly running his fingers over the wand. “I should be able to repair this within a few hours,” he told her, looking up with a smile. “I’ve got what I need for it in the back.”

[reubenollivander]

delacoeurx·:

Michel liked to visit Reuben at work, if only because they could sit in that back office with their wings and their teeth out after a long day of trying to suppress all of it without feeling guilty or feeling like they could be putting themself in danger by exposing their Veela side. When they entered and didn’t immediately see Reuben, they assumed they would find him somewhere in the stacks and they started to wander through the store to find out where Reuben ended up. “Quoi de neuf, mon ami?” Michel asked with their usual teasing grin as they stepped out from behind one of the shelves. “What do you think about all this?” They gestured vaguely out towards the Alley, where people were gathered up and down the street, discussing the fliers. “It all seems very…uh…” They struggled for the word for a moment. “Strange.” 

The sight of his friend helped him relax a bit. At least he could keep doing what he was doing without having to worry about being too professional. “Je vais bien. Comment ça va?” he replied back. Another thing that Reuben loved about travelling was being able to utilize all of the languages that he had learned over the years. It was nice to have a friend in London who didn’t force him to speak English all of the time. Their next question caused him to roll his eyes. “I really don’t understand what all of the hype is about,” he admitted in frustration. “There was a sign on my door this morning, but I tore it down. I don’t need anything distracting from the beauty of this store,” he said, flashing a grin to show how his comment was somewhat sarcastic.

[reubenollivander]

With his father feeling ill this morning, Reuben agreed to run the shop for the day. School had already started, so he didn’t expect it to be very busy. In fact, if he was lucky, he’d be able to do some of his own research while he was on his own. With a yawn, the wizard waved his wand to unlock the door before looking up at it. “What the-?” he mumbled as he ripped off the flyer that was attached to the front door. “That does not belong there,” he muttered in frustration as he crumpled it up and brought it inside to throw away. Reuben shook his head. This was just another reason that he wished he was still in the woods somewhere. His thoughts became more and more annoyed as he restocked the shelves in thought about this stupid rally. It was sure to get in the way of their work, and he wasn’t looking forward to telling his father about it. However as he let his thoughts get the best of him, the bell on the front door caused him to jump. “Uh.. hi. Sorry. Can I help you with something?” he asked, shifting so that he could see the customer around the shelves.

[reubenollivander]

☆ ( booboo stewart, male, he/him) ☆ that over there would be (reuben ollivander ), the ( 28 ) year old ( half-blood ) who ( did not ) fight during the global wizarding war. they attended ( hogwarts ) and are a ( ravenclaw ) alum. which is fitting considering they are ( studious ), yet ( arrogant ). they are a/an ( non-affiliated ) and also work as a/an ( wand maker/shop apprentice ). every time i see them, it’s like ( hopeless wanderer by mumford & sons ) is playing in my head. ( thick forest of magical woods, overflowing mugs of butterbeer, disorganized and unkempt appearance ). ☆

As the son of Garrick Ollivander, Reuben grew up around all things wand related. When his father helped him find his first wand, it wasn’t just about making sure it was the right fit. Garrick made sure that Reuben understood EXACTLY what his wand would mean for him, what he could expect to learn, what he would need to teach his wand, and what darker tendencies that he should make an extra effort to stay away from. In fact, Reuben was ridiculed during his first year for constantly pointing out all of the similarities between another student and their wand when he first met them. While his teachers were impressed, Reuben eventually decided that, for the time being, it would be better to not overshare his knowledge that he had gotten from home.

His time at school was more of a way to spend time than anything else for Reuben. While he’s quite clever and witty, he did the bare minimum to get through which really frustrated some of his housemates. Many of the other Ravenclaw students didn’t understand why he was always out exploring the grounds or taking a nap when there was extra credit work to be done or house points to be earned.

Upon graduation, Reuben set off on a backpacking tour around Eurasia in search of new wand woods and cores. His dad had several theories of what may work in addition to what they already knew, but Reuben took it upon himself to try to find out on his own. During these few years, he became quite comfortable living in nature. It was calming, and it gave him an excellent way to escape politics and other petty things that he often hears other wizards complaining about. Right now, he’s planning the same kind of trip to the Americas, but until he can figure out all of the logistics, he’s helping his dad run the store in Diagon Alley. Though, he will admit that helping first years find their wands is one of the best parts of the job. It makes putting up with their parents worth it, most of the time.

Wanted Connections: 

Familial: Canonically, he has a sister, but there’s not much known about her. I’d love to see her here!

Platonic: One or two close friends from Hogwarts, various friends he’s met during his travels, anyone who has connections to people such as veela, giants, or goblins.

Romantic: Exes, Hookups, he’s probably never had an actual relationship because he prefers being alone, but that could change.