Harry Potter's sister ~~~ Fanfiction

New wand part 131

Mr Ollivander looked Harry over carefully for a few seconds. Once they'd gone into the shop, the wand maker had come round the desk and looked his customer over, the experience was completely different to when Harry was eleven.

"Now Mr Potter, I do not like giving someone more than one wand… I find that if someone tries to focus on using both wands to much then that wizard loses any allegiance he already holds. If I am to give you a second you must promise me but one thing. Always devote your loyalty to the wand I gave you three years ago, practice with your second by all means, but unless the day comes where it is broken beyond repair, promise me you will always devote yourself to the first wand."

Harry nodded. "Okay. I promise that my first loyalty will be to the Holly and Phoenix Feather Wand you gave me. From the sounds of it, my skills at magic would suffer if I didn't anyway."

Ollivander smiled. "You are correct Mr Potter. Few fully appreciate the significance of being loyal to their wand until it is too late."

He returned to the shop desk and then opened a draw. "This would have been my second choice Mr Potter. If you had not been chosen by the wand you possess now, I believe that you would have been chosen by this one: A traditional combination of Scottish Oak and Willow, Unicorn Hair, 10¾ inches, a little stiff.

Harry took the wand, and felt… something positive from it. The wand was warm in his arm, but he didn't get the feeling he got from the Phoenix Wand three years ago. There was no doubt that this wand would be second best.

"Well that's as good a match as you can expect Mr Potter. Of course, in the event of your first wand becoming lost your second should bond with you and pick up the slack. Remember, use the second only for occasional practice, very occasional, and in an emergency."

"I will." Said Harry.

Harry however didn't immediately get a chance to practice his new wand. After getting his wand from Ollivander, he and Emma were dropped off at Privet Drive again. When they were picked up the following day, Moody didn't take them to his house, he took them to the Ministry.

"Why are we here?" Said Harry.

"It's Griselda." Growled Moody.

"Professor Marchbanks?" Said Emma, remembering the woman who had very reluctantly granted the Potters leave to perform magic over the summer in order to conduct their studies.

"Yes." Growled Moody. "She decided to pull you both from your studying early and conduct a check on you both. If you don't show up today and pass, she'll pull you from the fast-track programme."

"But it's a Sunday?" Said Harry dumbly.

"This isn't the Muggle World Potter, people do work at the Weekends if it suits them." Snapped Moody.

"Doesn't she have to give us fair warning?" Said Emma.

"She does." Said Moody. "But there is no definition of fair… this way…"

The three of them got in line for Ministry queue, then Moody finished explaining.

"Marchbanks argued that since you're both supposed to be prodigies, you shouldn't need the forewarning." Growled Moody.