The hidden potter

Chapter 3

I have come to learn two things, one diagon alley is swarmed with pests that the magical world name muggle borns and two never allow Draco Malfoy to lead a shopping spree.

We have been in diagon alley for no less than an hour and already we have managed to get lost three times, get distracted two times and I have had my ear drum burst open one to many time. He is worse than I could of ever imagined I swear it.

"We'll we have finally managed to get your robes now we shall go and get you your wand Octavia before we proceed to get yours and Dracos course books, come along now,"

We walk down the cobblestone street once more and come to stop at a shop. Ollivanders. Maker of fine wands since 382 bc.

Hmm interesting.

As we enter the old and quite dusty shop an old male I standing there waiting for us.

"Ah yes Ms. Potter I was expecting you however Mr. Malfoy I was not, no worries now tell me which arm is your dominant?"

How does this wired fool know my name? And why the f**k does it sound as if he is talking amongst himself?

Nevertheless I answer anyway making him aware that my right hand is my dominant. He measures it and runs off into the isles of darkness and comes back with a box which carries a wand.

"Ok how about Applewood, unicorn hair 11 1/2 inches fairly flexible, here give it a wave" I grab hold of it but before I can follow his instructions the wand calcined by my magic and setting into nothing but ashes at my feet.

"Well I think it is safe to assume that isn't the wand for you, though I must say I have never come across a situation like that,"

After around ten more wands I begin to feel irritated this man is playing a joke I swear it mustn't take this long usually.

"I wonder here try this one Ms. Potter." I do and it lights up a magnificent green colour and makes me feel content for the few seconds it lights up.

"How peculiar, you have many materials in your wand you have two cores, two woods and it is a triplet, it is very rare for a wand to have so many materials but it can happen, Ebony wood is for those who do not sway easily from their beliefs and are loyal to them, it is a grey magic meaning it can adjust to light and dark magic alike and is best for combative magic and transfiguration,"

He says with a far off look on his face and Mr. Malfoy looks quite shocked but conceals it like a master professional at it.

"Yew wood is a rare type of wand and find it quite hard to match with any magical folk, they have quite a feared and dark reputation as it has been in the wands of many dark witches and wizards. Yea wood is more attracted to the dark arts than anything and can do many great things though it never strayed towards a timid or mediocre being,

Dragon heartstring tends to produce and make the most powerful of wands and are very fast learners, if won from their owner they can change alliances but it's always strongest with its original owner. It is the most prone to accidents due to it temperament and is also most attracted to the dark arts though it won't sway that way on its own."

He stops for break and hesitation appears to be a problem for him in this moment, but alas he continues.

"Phoenix feathers, always the pickiest when it comes to owners as the feather is taken from the most independent as detached creatures in the world, they can be a bit slow at showing it but they are best for learning and producing the greatest and hardest magic of all. Their alliance is quite hard to acquire but when you have it you have it for good,"

That's a lot of information that's for sure.

Mr. Malfoy looks a bit player than usual as if he knows something I do not.

"Whatever is the matter?" I question when I notice Mr. Ollivander wearing a similar expression.

It takes him a few moments to answer but eventually he does and what he says is rather shocking.

"I have never in all my time of making wands seen something so intriguing. How worrying it is though Ms. Potter last year when your brother came to this shop I sold him a wand that wand I had been quite fortunate to to make, his wand had come from a Phoenix feather that was given to me directly from a Phoenix but instead of the unsuspecting one feather it gave me not two but three of them and I have never seen it happen before.

Your brother had a wand made from the same Phoenix feather as you have that's two of them they are twins and the triplet wand well it's so peculiar that the wand to share a core with you and Harry is the one who took your parents from you,"

I freeze in a momentary shock Andes the Malfoy men have similar reactions. I look into his eyes he means lord Voldemort I know he does.

"Lord Voldemort," I don't question but rather state and see all three males in the room flinch quite a bit at the use of the taboo name.

He nods his head nonetheless and shows me the holders and cases for my wand.

"How much will it be sir," I ask right about ready to leave this crazy man and his warn out shop.

"It's free of charge and all I ask of you is that you show me your precious mercy when the time comes,"

I look at him now believing he's truly lost the plot and nod my goodbyes to the deranged man. I have begun to think everyone in this world is some type of f****d up.

"Now then to Flourish and Blotts we shall now head so we can receive your acquired books and perhaps a few to your liking," I get excited when I hear this there was never many books at wools orphanage and the ones that were there never quite satisfied my needs so I am hopeful these shall do the job.

When we walk into the books tore we immediately go to the section that holds our school books.