Orb of Destiny - Moment by Moment Book #6 (Harry Potter, Drarry)

Little Accidents

**AUTHOR'S NOTE - THIS IS BOOK 4 IN THE MOMENT BY MOMENT SERIAL, IF YOU HAVE NOT READ BOOK 1 - INTO DARKNESS https://www.wattpad.com/story/191777419-into-darkness-moment-by-moment-book-1-harry-potter, OR BOOK 2 - WALKING IN LIGHT AND SHADE https://www.wattpad.com/story/192516660-walking-in-light-and-shade-moment-by-moment-book-2, OR BOOK 3 - REVELATIONS OF LOVE https://www.wattpad.com/story/192524110-revelations-of-love-moment-by-moment-book-3-harry, OR BOOK 4 - RISKS, RESERVATION, AND MUM https://www.wattpad.com/story/192734965-risks-reservation-and-mum-moment-by-moment-book-4, OR  BOOK 5 - WHEN DARKNESS BECKONS https://www.wattpad.com/story/192739937-when-darkness-threatens-moment-by-moment-book-5 - THEN YOU WILL WANT TO GO DO THAT BEFORE STARTING ON THIS STORY**

No-one noticed the two young men who walked into the Leakey Cauldron wrapped in Autumn cloaks against the chill wind that followed them in. They could have been part of the group of Quidditch supporters who had bundled through the door only seconds earlier, except for the fact that they were not wearing the apparently obligatory scarves in orange and green team colours. The raucous singing of the celebratory crowd was far more interesting than the well covered figures, who moved quickly to the back of the pub and out into the alley.

Harry watched as Draco reached up and tapped the right brick, and the archway appeared. They moved quickly through it, and on up the busy shopping street, well hidden behind their cloaks and the misdirection charm that Harry was whispering under his breath. It wasn't an effective deterrent to all eyes, so the pair moved as casually, but as efficiently as possible towards their first destination. Tired though they both were, Harry knew Draco was more than a little excited about the prospect of a new wand, and, given the peril they were facing, the weapon was a priority anyway, so he knew where they would be going. Ollivander's was as unimposing as usual, tattier than he had last seen it, in Harry's opinion, but with his instincts wide open, the place practically smelt of power. The frontage caught his attention, so much so, that he nearly walked into the back of Draco, who had come to a smart halt in front of the grubby window.

"I never noticed before," Draco murmured as Harry skidded to a halt behind him.

"Neither did I," Harry agreed, in awe of the strange little shop.

"Come on then," Draco decided, his excitement in his voice, and he took the last few steps up to the front door.

Cautiously, Harry followed his partner into the shop. Even if the smell of magic was his imagination, the scent of musty shelves was not, and it hit Harry as he stepped into the enclosed space. There was no-one in the main shop, but Harry resisted pulling down his hood, and he caught himself tightening his hold on his wand, which was already drawn beneath the woollen covering. The Yorkshire Moors had been cold and exposed, but at least he had known that none, save for Albus, had accompanied them onto the little road that had taken them half the night to travel. There were crowds of people to-ing and fro-ing outside the little emporium, and Harry was acutely aware of the confined nature of their current situation. The apparent lack of bolt holes if anything went wrong was making the trained Auror in him nervous, and he zeroed in on a shuffling noise at the back of the shop.

Old Ollivander walked out of the shadows of his shop, and greeted his new customers with a polite, but enquiring smile.

"Good afternoon, welcome to Ollivander's, how may I be of assistance?"

Draco immediately dropped his hood, and, more slowly, Harry followed suit, still poised with his wand.

"Ah, Master Malfoy, blackthorn with a centre spun from spider silk gathered at sunset on midwinter's eve," the peculiar little man nodded, apparently to himself, "I thought it was you, but one can never be too sure these days. And young Master Potter, although not so young any more, either of you. Please, come this way, I have a more private room at the back."