Truth's And Lie's

Wands and Untold Stories

Waiting patiently at the front desk for Hagrid and Harry, you looked down when you felt your chest pocket move. Glancing around before pulling Bobbie out. “You're getting bored huh? I promise we'll play when I'm don't shopping, now you have to take a nap for now ok?" You cooed putting the small rodent back into your pocket while lightly petting his head. Looking up when you heard both Hagrid and Harry you smiled and trotted up to the duo. “Hey ya finally done? The goblin that helped me didn't really seem to like me so can we please go?” You asked looking back at the goblin who was still glaring at you. “Right let's be getting your things now.” Hagrid said walking out of the large bank and lead the way to the shops. Walking down the alley you pulled Harry around looking at every little thing when you weren't being fitted for the uniform, or getting books and quills. As you were finishing up with buying the supplies the three of you were passing a pet shop. “All we need now is a wand.” Harry said looking from his supplies to his list then at you. Looking over your list as well “Yep, Hagrid where should we go?” You asked looking up at the large man turning to the two of you “Ah Ollivanders is the best shop around. You two head on over there I got some business to attend to, I'll be right back.” Hagrid said pointing over to the wand shop before glancing over at an owl in the pet shop. Nodding before rushing to the door you and Harry entered the shop. Looking around behind Harry as he tried to get the shop owner's attention. When a sliding ladder suddenly stopped getting both of your attentions “Ah, I wondered when I'd be seeing you Mr. Potter.” An old man said making his way down the ladder he stood on and seemed to be looking through a stack of small boxes of wands on the wall “It seems just like yesterday when your mother and father were in here buying their first wands.” He said selecting a box and easily taking it from the shelf without causing an avalanche. Walking up to Harry as the owner came to the front “Here we are. Oh and seems you didn't come alone! Sorry miss give me just a second.” He said walking to the back to look through more wand boxes. Turning to Harry who was holding the wand a little awkwardly “I think you should try waving it around a little?” You said looking at the long stick in his hand, as Mr. Ollivander came back with a box for you. Doing as told Harry waved the wand in his hand and sending rows of boxes flying from the shelf. Jumping back and looking at the wand in your hand a bit timidly hoping it wouldn't do the same before flicking it away from the two and at a wall. Being sent back you fell on your back at the power it released as a large hole was left in it's wake. “(First/Name) are you ok?” Harry asked kneeling to help you up “Oh my the wand seems angry with you! Just a moment, please careful the wand may backfire if you try again.” Ollivander said walking in the back again in search for a better choice. Standing up and holding the wand with only your thumb and index finger you put the wand on the counter “Let's see if these will do?” The owner said coming back with two more wands. Glancing at each other before Harry again swished his wand this time shattering a vase “No, no definitely not! Now then my dear (First/Name) correct? If you please.” He said handing you a new wand. Taking the wand and feeling a warm bubbling sensation in your chest you felt the air around you move and shift “Ah seems that wand has chosen you. That particular wand is a [describe your wand], and very trustworthy in deed, now I wonder?” Ollivander said walking to the back and letting the light above cased an unsettling shadow over him as he made his way back to the both of you, and in front of the counter. Wordlessly handing the wand to the boy next to you the air moved and changed just like it had with you “Curious, very curious.” He said looking him over then at his scar “Sorry, but what's curious?” Harry asked as you spotted Hagrid leaving a shop. Turning back to Ollivander as he spoke “I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. It just so happens that the phoenix, whose tail feather resides in your wand gave one other feather, just one. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar.” He said pointing to the lightning bolt on his forehead. “Who owned that wand, Mr. Ollivander?” You asked reading Harry's mind, and finding yourself very interested in the person. “Oh, we do not speak his name. The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter Miss. (First/Name). It's not always clear why, but I think it is clear that we can expect great things from Mr. Potter here. After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things...terrible, yes, but great.” He whispered just as tapping on the window caught all of your attention “Harry! Harry! Happy birthday!” Hagrid yelled happily lifting a cage with a pretty white owl in it. Gasping both Harry and you ran out of the shop wands in hand to look at the bird. “Oh it's so pretty! Harry you should've told me it was your birthday! I would have gotten you something!” You said putting your finger to the cage while looking at the said boy. Watching him scratch the back of his head “Well I didn't think you'd really care my family never celebrates it.” He said looking away. Feeling the owl nibble on your finger you turned back to the snowy owl “By the end of today I'm getting you a present and what are you going to name her anyway? She's got to have a name she is yours now right?” You asked as he turned back to you and the caged owl. “Um, I don't really know? Hagrid did she come with a name?” Harry asked looking at the giant man. Seeing him shake his head “Well it'll come to you eventually, right? We should go pay for our wands then get something to eat.” You said walking back into Ollivanders and apologizing about running out so quickly. Later that afternoon while eating supper you and Harry were quietly eating thinking back on what Mr. Ollivander had said. “You alright, you two? You guys seem very quiet.” Hagrid said pausing in his eating. Looking up before turning to Harry when he spoke “He killed my parents, didn't he? The one who gave me this. You know don't you Hagrid?” He asked touching his forehead. Hearing Hagrid sigh “First, and understand this, Harry, (First/Name) 'cause it's very important. Not all wizards are good. Some of them go bad. A few years ago there was one wizard who went as bad as you can go. And his name was V-...his name was V-...” He struggled trying to get the name to leave him throat. “If it's hard to say his name then could you write it down? Maybe it'll be easier.” You said putting your spoon down “No, I can't spell it. All right, his name was Voldemort.” Hagrid whispered hoping no other wizard in the room heard as he glanced around. Turning to each other before whispering the name “Voldemort?” in question Hagrid quickly shushed the both of you. “It was dark times, very dark times. Voldemort started to gather some followers, brought 'em over to the dark side. Anyone that stood up to him ended up dead. Your parents fought against him Harry, but nobody lived once he decided to kill 'em. Nobody...not one. Except you.” Hagrid said pointing at Harry. “Me? Voldemort tried to kill...me?” He asked stunned by the news. Covering your mouth you put a hand on his shoulder “I'm so sorry Harry.” You whispered as Hagrid continued “Yes. That ain't no ordinary cut on your forehead, Harry. A mark like that only comes from being touched by a curse...And an evil curse at that.” He nodded still looking at the mark. “So what happened to that jerk Vol-...to You-Know-Who?” You asked still resting your hand on Harry's shoulder as you looked to the large bearded man only to see him shrug. “Some say he died. Codswallop in my opinion. Nope, I reckon he's out there, still, too tired to go on. But one thing's absolutely certain. Something about Harry stumped him that night. That's why you're famous, Harry. That's why everybody knows your name. You're the boy who lived.” Hagrid said looking at the boy as you did the same.

And there ya go! Another chapter to this tell of Harry Potter that includes the reader who is Voldemort's daughter unknowingly.