Wrong Choice (Harry Potter WBWL) [ON HOLD]

Chapter 3

Charles' wands 👇👆 this is pretty long btw, and the end was rushed

((Harry Pov))

After my birthday. I've been practicing spells. The shop owner did say they are untraceable. But before that, the start of July, my dad has actually been trying to make me an animagus. It actually worked. Not many wizards have more then one, but i have three. While practicing spells, my dad has actually came in and helped me into my first one, a stag. My second one is the grim, like Padfoot. My last one is a cat, dad was not pleased. It apparently looked a bit like McGonagalls. Of course, they're not registered yet. I have actually learnt some magic with it.

I was currently reading a Transfiguration book when my brother came in. "Hey dork. Dad wants to talk to you before we leave." He spat, glaring at me. I roll my eyes as he walks out. I put the book gently on my bed and slip out, taking my wands with me just incase i have a bit of accidental magic like last time we talked, it was when we were trying to get me into my grim form. I walk out of my room and to where my dad is usually, at the library. Hes been helping me cast a few spells, and usually meets me there even if we aren't doing anything.

"Hey dad." I smile, walking in. He smiles back as i walk over to him. "What did you want to talk about?" "Okay, since i never really got you a present for your birthday, i had a chat with Dumbledore and asked him if he could let you take a broom, along with your brother, so.." He takes something out of his pocket and uses his wand to enlarge it. "A...A N-Nimbus two thousand?" I gasp, my eyes wide. He passes it to me as my glasses fall down my nose slightly. I push them back up and my grin widens. Thanks Dad!" I hug him as Charles struts in.

"Hey Da- Whats that?" He asks, eyeing the broom. "I didnt get one." I break away the hug. "Its not important Charles. Now, can you get your stuff packed? I know you haven't started." Charles huffs and pouts as he slightly storms out. Dad leans over to me and whispers "Dont worry, i got him a Cleansweep." We both share a identical smirk.

"Now, why dont you organize your trunk? If i know you as well as i think i do, then you would've thrown your stuff everywhere." I roll my eyes and shrink my broom, walking off to my room. It took about ten minutes to organize and charm my trunk. I charmed my uniform to turn into whatever house that im in's uniform. I also made a password in parseltongue, i added a 'small' library with the books my dad approved of. I decided to add a few other things in my trunk, which has an undetectable extension charm naturally.

By the time i picked up my book i was reading, dad came in. "Harry, its time to go. I'll give you a few galleons and sickles for the train." I smile and throw my book in my trunk, not that hard though. "Okay dad." "Change into your robes now, we're apparating." I nod as he walks out the room. I quickly change and slip one of my wands in my holders, which are in the robes. I keep my other one -(which is the lighter one)- in my hand, im gonna practice on the train anyways. I grab my trunk and shrink it in my pocket before walking to the living room.