Chapter Fourteen

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Deathly Hallows Pt. 2

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Ron's location that we had landed in was were Bill and Fleur are living and hiding out. The order used to use it as a Safe house, probably still do. It felt somewhat good to see other familiar faces. I was sitting at a table with Ron and Hermione, while Harry was off somewhere. I felt exhausted from the stress of the last few days.

"I need to talk to the Goblin." I hear Harry say to Bill, near us. I look and see him next to Luna. We join Harry, as Bill leads us upstairs to the room Griphook was staying in.

"How are you?" Harry asks Griphook once Bill left us. Griphook sat in a chair not facing us.

"Alive." Griphook replies.

"You probably don't remember.." Harry starts, slowly walking further into the room.

"that I showed you to your vault the first time you visited Gringotts? Even amongst goblins, you are famous, Harry Potter." Griphook cuts him off, as Harry moves to stand by the window across from the goblin. "You buried the elf." he says.

Harry nods, "Yes." he replies as he turns away from the window.

"And brought me here. You are a very unusual wizard." Griphook tells him. "How did you come by this sword?" he asks, pointing to the sword of Gryffindor.

Harry looks at the sword for a moment, "It's complicated." he tells him, looking at him again. "Why did Bellatrix Lestrange think it should be in her vault at Gringotts?" Harry asks.

"It's complicated." Griphook repeats what Harry says.

"The sword presented itself to us in a moment of need. We didn't steal it." Harry explains simply.

"There is a sword in Madam Lestrange's vault identical to this one, but it is a fake. It was placed there this past summer." Griphook explains.

"And she never suspected?" Harry questions.

"The replica is very convincing. Only a goblin would recognize that this is the true Sword of Gryffindor." Griphook tells him.

"Who's the aquantines?" Hermione asks.

"A Hogwarts Professor. As I understand he is now Headmaster." he tells us, not even looking back towards Hermione.

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We move on to the room Ollivander was staying in. Hoping to talk to him if possible. "Forgive me if I don't get up." Ollivander says to us weakly from where he sat, giving us a feeble smile.

"Mr. Ollivander, I need to ask you a few questions." Harry tells him as we enter his room.

"Anything, m'boy, anything." Ollivander replies kindly.

"Can you identify these, sir?" Harry asks, walking over to him, holding on to the wands that we were able to acquire. "I need to know if these are safe to use." he explains as Olivander grabs one, while Harry sat on the bed.

"Walnut and dragon heartstring. Twelve and three quarter inches. Unyielding. This belongs to Bellatrix Lestrange. Treat it carefully." Ollivander explains, handing Harry the wand back.

"And this?" Harry asks, handing him another wand.

"Hawthorn. Unicorn hair. Ten inches. Reasonably pliant. This was the wand of Draco Malfoy." Ollivander deduces. 

I look to him confused, Was? "Was? Isn't it still?" Harry questions, catching what I heard as well.

"Perhaps not -- if you won it from him. I sense its allegiance has changed." Ollivander explains, handing the wand back to Harry.

"You talk about wands like they've got feelings. Can think." Harry brings up.

"The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter. That much has always been clear to those of us who have studied wandlore." Ollivander explains to Harry, leaning towards him..

"What do you know about the Deathly Hallows, sir?" Harry questions, causing the small smile Ollivander had on his face to slowly fade away, as he leaned back on his chair.

"There are rumored to be three: The Elder Wand.... The invisibility Cloak, to hide from your enemies, and the Resurrection Stone, to bring back love ones. It is said that to possess them all is to make oneself the Master of Death. But few truly believe such objects exist..." Ollivander tells us.

"But you, sir? Do you believe they exist?" Harry asks him.

"I see no reason to put stock in an old wives tale..." Ollivander tries to brush off.

"You're lying. You know one exists and you told him about it. You told him about the Elder Wand and where to go looking for it." Harry exposes.

"He tortured me." He whispers shakily, "Besides, I conveyed only rumors. There's no guarantee he will find it.." Ollivander says.

"He's found it, sir." Harry tells him a bit hesitantly. Ollivander looks stunned, "We'll leave you to get some rest now." Harry tells him, standing from the bed, walking toward us.

"He's after you, Mr. Potter. If it's true, what you say, that he has the Elder Wand, I'm afraid you really don't stand a chance." Ollivander says before we walk out.

"Then I guess I'll just have to kill him before he finds me, sir." Harry replies and we leave the room.

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Short chapter! 

Sorry I was in the process of moving back for school so I've been busy!

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