Harry had just finished getting fitted for his robes at madam Malkins'; the last two things on the list was buying the wand and an owl for Harry. Lily decided to go and get an owl whilst Harry and James made their way to Olivander's.
The boy pushed opened the door, causing for the bell to ring, and entered into the slightly eerie shop. A ladder suddenly swung across some boxes; a man with very silvery eyes was looking at the boy in delight.
'Mr Potter! I was wondering when you would come. I remember giving your parents their own wands', he turned to James, 'James how is your wand holding up, if I remember correctly it was very good for transfiguration'.James chuckled at this before Olivander turned his attention back to Harry.
'Well mister Potter, let's look for a suitable wand for you. We'd need something very powerful, yes, I can feel your power radiating off you. Try this, oak and dragon's heartstrings'. The old man handed Harry the wand, but quickly grabbed it back when all of the glass jars in the room shattered.
'Nope definitely not that wand! Try this ash wood and unicorn hair'. Harry grabbed the wand, but as soon as he came in contact with the ash wood, the wand exploded.
'It seems that the wand couldn't contain your power!', Olivander chuckled as he started walking to the very back of the shop, 'I wonder if this might work. Mister Potter, please try this wand, Holly wood and Phoenix feather'.
When Harry clasped the wand, he grasped, the wand began to speak to him.
You need to finish me. You need to summon it. It will come to you, great Preveral. It calls you.
'It wants me to finish the process' Harry muttered; Olivander and James looked very confused when the boy said this.
Harry closed his eyes whilst a white glow began to emit from his body, the wand he was holding began to reside in the air, a Phoenix song burst out of Harry's mouth. Suddenly a ball of fire appeared and Dumbledore arrived looking very puzzled; he didn't come on command because Fawkes head brought him there without telling him.
Dumbledore looked fascinated by what was happening, but suddenly looked worried when his wand flew out of his pocket and flew next to the Phoenix wand.
Harry reached out his hand to the Elder wand as it begun to vibrate heavily, the boy grasped onto it, suddenly another Elder wand popped out of the first one. Harry let hand go and the wand returned to Dumbledore, before the new Elder wand came next the the Phoenix wand, and pushed itself into contact with each other.
Harry held one of his arms out, and with the other arm, a knife materialised in his hand; the knife sliced his arm and dropped 10 drops of blood onto the two wands. The child reached out his two arms and pushed the tips of the wand together to form one beautiful wand.
It was a dark brown wand which was very light when in Harry's hands; it had a twirled pattern and a small section for Harry to grip. The white glow now began to fade as Olivander's shop went back to its original state.
'Give it a wave my boy' Olivander whispered. Harry flicked his wrist gently and a blue Phoenix came flowing out of the wand, flying around Fawkes whilst Olivander watched in complete awe.
'Mister Potter would you mind if I had a look at your wand?', Harry have over the wand as the old man carefully held it and placed out by his ear, 'Incredible! Albus what wand were you using, it seems that young Harry here has blended the a copy of your wand with the Phoenix feather wand'.
'I've been using the Elder wand for over 50 years. Are you saying that Harry made a second version of the Elder wand?' Dumbledore replied.
'I didn't know that the Elder wand really existed! It seems that Harry did duplicate it. This wand is more powerful because it can only be used by Harry since he dropped his blood into it. It will not let me even wave it! It is truly in sync with Harry's mind. Yes, yes, Elder wood shell and the same core as yours but with the Phoenix feather as well'.
'I'm not surprised that the Phoenix feather responded to him' James commented whilst the other adults nodded, but Harry just stared at him, wearing a confused expression.
'Did you expect me to pick out the Phoenix feathered wand?' The curious child asked; James was about to reply but Dumbledore beat him to it.
'Harry, a while ago, I gave Mr Olivander here 2 Phoenix feathers which belonged to Fawkes. During the 1930s Mr. Olivander sold one of the wands to the person who gave you that scar' Dumbledore said softly whilst Harry gasped slightly when he realised he shared the same core as Voldemort.
'That is not the only curious thing that happened ,mister Potter, could maybe tell us why you felt the need to make your own wand' Olivander questioned.
'I felt a voice in my head it said You need to finish me. You need to summon it. It will come to you, great Preveral. It calls you. I don't fully understand the Peveral part though' the infant said whilst James and Dumbledore smirked at each other with a knowing look.
'Harry, remember how mum told of the story of the Deathly hallows and how we own the invisibility cloak,' Harry nodded, 'the name of the brothers were the Peverals. We are their direct descendants, specifically of the youngest brother who was the grandfather of Godric Gryffindor himself. I think the wand wanted a Peveral to hold its power' James stated.
Harry was shocked, not only had he created his own wand, but found out he was a descendant if Gryffindor and the Peveral brothers; if one thing was for certain after today's events, it's that Harry Potter is destined for greatness.
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A good Beginning (Harry Potter)
General FictionEver wonder what would have happened if James and Lily survived? If Marlene McKinnon or Harry and Rose Evans survived? Your questions will be answered in this story about Harry Potter in a perfect world for him, a world where he can learn to harnes...
