Tom Riddle Era: Faline Potter

Wand and Owl

Teresa's (aka Faline) POV

"Where to first?" I ask Euphemia as we made our way through muggle London towards the Leaky Cauldron. Fleamont couldn't come as he has to finish some potion orders as they were being collected this afternoon. So it's just Euphemia and I.

"Gringotts first, then Madame Malkin's for your robes, and we'll go from there" she states. We entered the Leaky Cauldron and went to the back room. She tapped on the wall and Diagon Alley was revealed. I smile, it never gets old seeing the wall part to reveal Diagon Alley.

We went to Gringotts and got two bags of coins. She gave me a small bag saying it was for school and not to use it all at once. When we arrived we find a man with a seventeen year old girl with black hair and grey eyes. "Hello Pollux, I am sorry to of heard of your wife's death. She was a gifted witch" Euphemia tells the man. "Oh is this Walburga, you've grown so much dear" she states smiling.

"Hello Euphemia, yes it was tragic. At least I still have Walburga and my two sons" Pollux states. "Who this young lady?" he asks looking at me.

"Mine and Fleamont's new daughter Teresa, poor thing had no family" Euphemia states. "Teresa this is Pollux Black, his daughter Walburga here and oldest son Alphard go to Hogwarts" she tells me.

"Pleasure to meet you sir, Walburga" I say curtsying.

"What a well mannered young lady" he says smiling. "What's your blood status dear?" he asks me.

"Father pureblood and mother half-blood" I half lie. I know the Black family hates muggle borns and half breeds.

"Pity, you would of been a fine match for my soon. No matter" he says. "Good day Euphemia" he says nodding to her. "Walburga, I'm going to go find your brothers. No doubt Alphard is showing Cygnus brooms again" he tells his daughter before leaving.

"Hogwarts dear?" a younger Madame Malkin asks me and I nod my head. "Get on a stool dear, I'm nearly finished with Miss Black" she tells me. I do so and Euphemia smiles.

"Teresa dear, do you remember that shop I showed you before?" Euphemia asks me.

"Ollivanders?" I ask and she nods her head.

"Yes dear, I have to go do something quickly. But I'll meet you there" she tells me. I nod my head and she leaves the shop. Madame Malkin finished with Walburga who left and she then did me. She told me to come back in an hour and I told her I would be.

I went to Mr Ollivanders, honestly it feels odd coming here again. It feels like I'm a first year again. "Ah a new face, how may I help you?" he asks appearing from nowhere.

"Teresa Potter, I'm here for a new wand" I tell him.

"Of course, wand arm please" he says and I hold it out. The measure tape starts to measure it as he looks through the shelves. He returns with four wand boxes. The first three did not work for me. But the fourth one did. "Apple wood, phoenix feather core, ten and 3/4 inches. I'm sure it'll suit you well" he says smiling.

"I've never heard of Apple wood, can you tell me a bit about it?" I ask him curious.

"Of course, Apple wood wands are not made in great numbers. They are powerful and best suited to an owner of high aims and ideals, as this wood mixes poorly with Dark magic. It is said that the possessor of an apple wand will be well-loved and long-lived, and I have often noticed that customers of great personal charm find their perfect match in an apple wood wand. An unusual ability to converse with other magical beings in their native tongues is often found among apple wand owners, who include the celebrated author of Merpeople: A Comprehensive Guide to Their Language and Customs, Dylan Marwood" he explains.

"Wow, I'll be sure to test that and let you know how it turns out for me" I tell him smiling.

"Marvelous, I love to learn more about wand woods and how it effects the welder" he states. "There's a book of wand makers have about different wand woods. I'm always adding things to mine as I always use something new" he adds.

"Amazing" I say smiling. Just then someone tapped on the window and I turn to see Euphemia. She is holding a cage with a Snowy Owl inside. I pay for the wand and thank Mr Ollivander before going outside. "What a beautiful owl" I say as I stroke her through the bars.

"Glad you think so, because she's yours" Euphemia states handing me the cage. "Happy late birthday" she says smiling. "Fleamont also go you a present" she adds.

"You guys didn't have to get me anything" I tell her.

"You're our daughter now, we're allowed to spoil you" she tells me smiling. "So what will you name her?" she asks me. I look at the owl and think.

"Faline" I state, naming her after myself. That way I won't ever forget who I am. I am Faline Potter, daughter of James and Lily Potter, little sister of Harry Potter. I will return to my time, I just need to find a way how. Perhaps Dumbledore can help me once I'm at Hogwarts. He is very smart after all.

We got the rest of my things and collected my robes. Then went back to the manor where Fleamont was waiting for us. "Happy late birthday" he says smiling handing me a broomstick. "Clean-sweep 5, one of the finest quidditch brooms out" he states. I smile accepting the broom, though I missed my Nimbus 2000.

"Thank you so much" I tell him smiling. I go place everything in my room. Before returning downstairs with Faline. I sit by the fire reading my new Potions book. Though I wish I had the Harry had in his sixth year. Shame the half-blood prince isn't even alive yet. After dinner I returned to my room and called it night while Faline went to hunt.

A/N

Picture above of Teresa's wand and picture on the external link of Faline the Owl. From now on human Faline will only be called Teresa and her owl will be called Faline. Please remember this and I shall give you warning if it changes.