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Title: Where'd It Go?!
Character: Eddie Carmichael
Summary: A young boy gets quite a surprise when playing with daddy's wand for the first time ever (Not like that you sick pervert!)
Author's Note:This was my entry for the Mod's Challenge over at

lumos_create. I would explain the reasoning behind writing it...but that would spoil the surprise. =)

The hallway was dark and quiet as a small, dark-haired head peeped out of the safety of his doorway, glancing down the hall at the two open doors that were there. It wasn't far to his parent's room, a full thirty seven steps the last time he had counted. As he crept quietly down the hallway, keeping against the wall as though sticking close to it would keep him hidden, he went over the plan in his head. As long as he could get into the room unheard, which he'd done before on many counts, he would crawl quietly along the floor over to his father's bedside table, pull the wand out of its case, and then sneak back into his room as quickly as he'd come.

He smiled to himself as he finished the crawl over to his father's side of the bed, reaching up and pulling the case noiselessly down from the table, sliding the wand out and then tucking it into the pocket of his bedrobes. He replaced the case, then began to crawl back to the door, freezing once when his mother turned about in her sleep, causing the bedsheets to rustle in the slightest. Once the noise had stopped, he continued his crawl toward the door. Another rustling of bedsheets sent him sprawling out of the door as he feared that he had been caught. He peered around the edge of the doorway, glancing back at the bed only to find that it had been the comforter falling off of the bed entirely. His wide eyes shrunk back to normal size and he reached quietly to grab the slipper that had fallen off of his foot before making his way back to his room. Once inside, he smiled and clapped his small hands together happily. He finally had his father's wand.

He pulled the length of wood out of his pocket, admiring it with a dumb sort of smile on his face as he imagined the day when he would finally have one of his own. No matter. He had one now, and he had been dying to cast some of the simple concealment charms that he had seen his father using earlier in the week. It was an amazing sight to see the things vanish before his eyes, and he'd been longing to make things disappear on his own command, instead of his father's. A swish and flick of the wand and then his hair brush disappeared from sight. He squealed with delight, proud that he had been able to do it on the first try. He pointed the wand again, and then the rug on his floor disappeared. Another flick and then his small hanging mirror disappeared, quite to its own dismay. Eddie laughed as the mirror kept complaining about not being able to do its job if nobody could see it. He fell to the floor in a fit of giggles as he pointed the wand and cast the spell again.

A scream echoed loudly through the hallway as Aiden and Annaliese Carmichael fell out of bed, rushing out the open doors of their room and into Eddie's. They could only try not to laugh as their eight-year-old son screamed at the sight, or lack thereof, of his own feet.