Their Secret (Harry Potter Fanfic)

Part 7

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Dumbledore was taking Hisa to Diagon Alley to get her school supplies, with the exception of Appariting it was a completely boring trip. They went and got her uniform, books and other supplies. It took almost 3 hours before she got her wand, it was a Yew 10 inches witch a core of Thestral hair.

Both Ollivander and Dumbledore were shocked and Hisa just smiled. She liked the Thestrals, she had met a couple of them before and they were always very nice to her and gave her rides around the forest. She knew it said that you could only see them if you had seen someone die, but that is not strictly true, feeding on souls would let you see them too, but she wasn't about to give that knowledge away.

Dumbledore and Ollivander started whispering to each other, after a minute or so it started to get on her nerves.

It was just plain rude to whisper in front of other people, if they wanted to talk alone they could just leave the room.

"It is very rude to whisper about someone, particularly when that person is standing right next to you professor" Hisa said in an icy tone, the room temperature started dropping.

I have to learn to control that she thought.

Dumbledore turned to her and with a slightly fake smile said "Of course chil... I mean Hisa, how very rude of us, your wand simply came as quite a surprise"

"Ohh... and why is that professor" she asked innocently. She knew that having a hair from a Thestral must be quite rare, she had after all been taught by beings made from magic and who told her all they learned from the prisoners, and that was quite a lot when you consider they take part of their soul and that means memoires too. She probably knew more about magic then anyone alive or dead by now, but of course she wasn't about to share that with anyone.

By having they hair from a Thestral it means she has a very powerful wand and her wand is the only created wand with a Thestral hair. Some say that a hair from a Thestral was the core of the elder wand, but she really doubted that, not if the story about the deathly hallows was correct, she thought it more likely that the core was something from death himself.

"Ohh it is nothing chil... Hisa" answered Dumbledore and that was when she firmly decided she didn't like him.

He just lied to me without a very good reason, he could have just told me my wand was powerful or rare and i would have let it go but he didn't. She thought to herself.

She didn't like the look in his eyes, he was a schemer. Someone who lays plans by using you and your feelings probably thinking it was for your own good, but not telling you, until it was to late.

"I see" She said quietly staring at him for a moment before turning and walking out.