At Olivander's it was just Neville and Harry and the strange old wand maker after George and Walter checked the shop. Harry was amused as the old wand maker greeted both of them by name. Harry felt no remorse at pushing his shy friend forward to 'receive the full treatment' as he stepped back and used his magic to find his official school wand. He had just found the box that he believed held it when Olivander turned his attention to Harry.
"Now for you Mr. Potter."
Harry pulled the dusty box out and handed it to Olivander. "I think we should start with this one." He said with a smile. Out of respect for the man's age he bit back a chuckle at the way the man's eyebrows climbed into his hair.
Olivander opened the box and extended the handle to Harry. Harry calmly picked it up and was unsurprised by the fountain of red and gold sparkles from the end. Neville, who was still inwardly bubbling over his new wand, gave a little cheer.
"Oh, bravo! Yes, indeed, oh very good. Well, well, well… how curious… how very curious.."
He put Harry's wand back into its box and wrapped it in brown paper, still muttering. "Curious… curious…"
Harry's curiousity got the better of him. "Sorry," said Harry, "but what's curious?"
Mr. Olivander fixed Harry with his pale stare.
"I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. Every single wand. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather is in your wand, gave another feather-just one other. It is very curious indeed that you should be destined for this wand when its brother- why its brother gave you that scar."
Harry swallowed.
"Yes, thirteen and a half inches. Yew. Curious indeed how these things happen. The wand chooses the wizard, remember… I think we must expect great things from you Mr. Potter… After all He-Who-Must- Not-Be-Named did great things, terrible but great."
Harry looked at the old, strange man for a moment before saying curtly. "You and I have a very different definition of great. Has anyone ever told you, you're more than a little creepy? Because I very much doubt if the families or anyone Tom Marvolo Riddle or his followers hurt, consider anything he did great. How much for the wands?"
Mr. Olivander got a shocked look. But he answered, "Fourteen galleons."
"Thank you," Harry paid him. "Good day."
As they left the shop, Harry tried to recapture his earlier chipper mood. To his surprise Neville placed his hand on Harry's shoulder and squeezed lightly. "Thank you, Harry." George and Walter resumed shadowing the boys.
"My pleasure, Neville."
"Thanks for what you said about You-know-who and his followers, too."
"Neville Longbottom I never want you to give him power by calling him that ridiculous name. He's Tom Riddle, the ridiculous, using a made up name to increase people's fears. Don't let him. You're braver than he is because you at least have the courage to go by your own name."
The other boy looked a Harry. "Do you mean that?"
"I said it didn't I, I'm not in the habit of saying things I don't mean. Come on let's head to Flourish & Blotts and get the others. I'm in the mood for ice cream."
George and Walter were left wondering what had happened in the wand shop.
That night when Harry returned to Grimmauld after meeting the Royals, He sat down to write Inarra Serra. He knew she would get a laugh about his new wand.
That night when Harry returned to Grimmauld after meeting the Royals, He sat down to write Inarra Serra. He knew she would get a laugh about his new wand.
Ms Inarra,
Thought I'd write and give you a laugh. Remember when, you told me that my juniper, ki-lin and pegasus wand was almost as light as a wand could get the only one that would be more so would be holly and phoenix feather. Guess what my official registered English wand is? A holly and phoenix feather! Is that a riot or what?
Also what happens if brother wands are force to duel each other?
Sirius has found Catherine Parker to continue my tutelage in magical theory. Isn't that great? Her partner, Jarrod Morran, is going to be teaching me elemental magic. Sirius had to put a lot of pressure on the Headmaster of Hogwarts for that to happen though. I can't wait. I start school in a week and I'm practically vibrating right now with excitement. Winry still has me on medical restriction for another two weeks though so I'm not supposed to do actual magic for that long, although I'm bending that a bit for my prank on Sirius.
Oh that's right you probably didn't hear what happened when we went to India. Alexis, Rachel and I went with the school trip to India. We went to Bhangarah, anyway we ran into a evil wizard who intended to let a demon like sorceress loose on the world through human sacrifice. Well, the three of us couldn't exactly let that happen we took them on despite being out numbered. We saved the day but at a much higher cost than we were prepared to pay. Alexis died. Rachel got badly hurt she's on medical leave for three more months and I… well, I overextended my magic came fairly close to burning out my core, if I weren't an elemental wizard I would've.
I'll miss Rachel when I go away to school. She's taught me so much. Well, I need to go, I have to plan a prank on Sirius. The Queen knighted him; I don't want him to get a big head. You'd think it's great I'm using an arithmancy equation and a couple runes inscribed on a band aid. A little charge of power once I finish to activate it, and it will feed off Sirius' own magic for as long as it is in contact with his skin.
Sincerely, Harry Potter
Finally the day came for Harry to leave for Hogwarts. Beth smirked as they gathered to see Harry off, because not only was it her and Sirius seeing Harry off it was Remus, her parents, the triplets, and the security team. It was funny how the other parents skirted around them: some trying to avoid them, others staring at them like they were celebrities. Sirius was drawing out this farewell to an absurd degree, trying to embarrass Harry. But Harry was calmly allowing it with only the twinkle in his eye declaring he knew what Sirius was up to. Beth was sure there was some grand prank on Sirius in the offing, otherwise Harry would have been on the train ten minutes ago.
She wasn't disappointed, as Sirius pulled Harry into another hug Harry stuck a band-aid on the back of Sirius' neck with Sirius none the wiser. Seconds after Harry was released from the hug. Sirius' robes morphed into the formal kilt and dinner jacket he'd worn the night the Queen knighted him and he began singing "Henry the Eighth I am" while his hair stood on end in liberty spikes. The shocked look on Sirius' face spoke volumes and Harry chose that moment to make his exit.
"Bye all, I'll see you at Christmas."
Only Jamie and his sisters said "Bye, Harry!" Everyone else was too busy laughing at Sirius to say anything at all.
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