CHAPTER TWO

HARRY'S POV

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I entered the potion shop on the list of the potions needed, apparently this one had all of them and if they didn't they'd be able to brew it for me with only a fee of 10 galleons surprisingly. I made my way towards the empty clerk desk, but seconds later a man entered from the back with a neutral expression on his face. "What can I get for you?" He asks me and I hand him the paper, his eyebrows furrow slightly and his eyes scan my frame. "Very well, this stuff is in the back I'll go and get it," he says and once again I'm left alone as I wait for him to grab the potions. He comes back out with one very large case floating behind him. "This has a thirty day supply of all of those potions as they are er common for abuse cases, when your supply is up all you'll have to do is put a check or the correct amount of galleons in their. It'll be 50 galleons," he explains shyly and I nod. I write down fifty galleons on the line for the amount of money.

I hand him the check and he shrinks the case and puts a feather light charm on it, I don't wait to see the reaction to the crest on the check as I leave. I head towards a traveling and trunk shop across the street, I know I'll be needing a new trunk for the amount of stuff I plan on buying. I enter the shop and a man that looks like he just graduated Hogwarts greets me with a smile plastered on his face making him look oddly adorable. "I'm looking for a trunk, I'd like it to have a small library, a large wardrobe, a potion compartment and a spot for my personal belongings and quidditch equipment," I say and he nods while biting his lip.

"I have just the one, follow me!" He says excitedly, leading me further into the shop where the prices of trunks are much higher. "This trunk can hold up to three wardrobes, it has a potion ingredient shelf inside and a holder for already brewed potions and currently brewing ones, there is a spot specifically for a broom and quidditch gear, there is a library that can hold up to two thousand books and there's a compartment for valuable items such as pictures, gifts and other random things!" He explains as he shows me a black leather trunk with silver steel on the outer rim and lock, apparently it was made of mahogany that was stained black. "You can also set a password on it, it can be any language so only you and anyone who knows the password can get in it. It's 70 galleons, yes a bit pricey," he says with a chuckle when he sees my reaction.

"I'll take it," I say causing him to gape at me in shock making it my turn to chuckle. I write out the check and hand it to him, he chokes when he sees the name and blushes slightly as he grabs the trunk and takes it to the cash register. "Would you be a dear and maybe put a feather light charm?" I ask him, he instantly stuttered out a yes and cast the spell. He also put another spell on it, telling me that if I tap it with a wand it'll shrink or enlarge without using magic. "Thank you so much," I say happily, writing him a check of 20 galleons making him blush even harder.

"Y-you're much prettier in person," he stutters out as I leave causing me to blush bright red and mumble a thank you on my way out. I have to admit he is cute too, but I don't think I've ever seen someone else besides Draco or Blaise show any romantic or sexual feelings towards anyone of the same gender despite it being so welcome. My heart clenches slightly at the thought of Draco but I continue on, heading to a much better and nicer looking robe and clothing shop, which said it also had muggle clothes ranging from casual to fancy. I entered the store and was greeted by a woman in her late fifties most likely. "Welcome darling! Are you here for new robes and clothes?" She asks me and I nod. "Follow me to the back, Stacy will measure you and then we'll pick out styles and clothes you want," she explains as we head into the back of the shop where standing stools are along with a lady in her early twenties. "Measure him," she orders Stacy who nods and signals for me to strip and stand on the stool.

I blush slightly as I remove my clothes in front of her, she'll most definitely see my scars from over the years much to my displeasure. I could feel her eyes on my back where most of the scars were from my uncle's belt. She pulled out a tape measure and I could feel the cold plastic of it against my skin as she measured me. Once we were done I quickly put on my clothes in the awkward silence as she obviously wanted to talk about those scars but was uncomfortable bringing it up. But thankfully the other lady returned, who's name tag said Margaret. "Come with me please so we can discuss what you'll e buying," Margaret says and I nod, following her into the main part of the store where most clothes are.

"For muggle clothes I will be needing twenty white button up shirts, three white undershirts, two button up's of every colour of the rainbow along with black and gray. I also be need ten black blazers and a oversized jumper of every colour of the rainbow including, white, gray and black. I will also be needing ten pairs of black skinny jeans, five pairs of black dress pants and maybe light blue skinny jeans. I will also like eight pairs of black ripped skinny jeans and five white pairs of ripped skinny jeans," I say allowing her to catch up and write all of it down. "I would like thirty pairs of underwear and socks also, along with two pairs of black dress shoes, a pair of black combat boots, regular winter boots and three pairs of regular black sneakers," I say finishing the muggle clothing items, her eyes were wide as she wrote all of this down. "For wizarding clothes I will be needing ten pairs of casual black robes. I will need ten pairs of formal robes with green, red, silver and blue trimming along the edges. I will also be needing five white and black vests each with ten black ties, and three of the rainbow and gray. I will be needing a winter cloak with a collection of your finest clips for the fastening, I would like four black cloaks with the undersides being green, gray, red and blue." By the time I'm done she looks as if all of her dreams have came true as she writes all of it down. She oddly didn't seem disturbed at the fact that some of the things I asked for could be on the border of being considered female clothes.

"Y-you're clothes will be ready in thirty minutes!" She says and hurriedly gets to work as soon as I'm out the door. I head to a wand shop that is on the borderline of the black market, unlike Ollivander's this place doesn't register the wands with the ministry and they don't ask questions, in fact they even make better wands than Ollivander's apparently much to my pleasure. I enter the dark and gloomy shop to only find the owner sitting at a desk half awake most likely out of boredom, he spots me and snaps upward. "Wand?" He asks me and I nod. "Hold out your wand arm," he says with a tape measure in his hand. I do as told and nearly as quickly I put my arm up I'm being told to put it back down.

"My setup here is different than Ollivander's which is why my wands tend to be more powerful, I will lay down multiple items of a wand and you will have to choose which ones call to you the most," he says and I nod with a hum of agreement. He leads me to a table where he places down a variety of different coloured woods. "Put your hand out over them and grab whichever one calls to you with the most power," he instructs me which I do as told. I raise my hand and allow it to go over all of the woods, but it only stops over a black ivory looking wood, the material is smooth and the only evidence it's wood is the grain. "Very well this wood is called Rosewood, a magnificent choice," he compliments as he takes all of the wood, replacing it with multiple odd looking things. "I'll need you to choose two for this one," he tells me as he finishes placing them. I ended picking two of the odd looking items in front of me, one was a piece of silver hair and the other one looked oddly like a horn. "The hair is a piece of a veela's hair and the horn is a Horned Serpent Horn, it's quite an unusual combination." I raise my eyebrow at him waiting for an explanation. "Well Rosewood is normally for graceful and elegant people, it does compliment veela hair very well but the Horned Serpent is very sensitive to parseltongue and normally ever chooses a parselmouth but there are only two speakers left in-" he suddenly looks at me in realization.

"If you say a word to anyone I'll go to the ministry and I found a wand shop that is illegally making wands," I warn as I glare at him causing him to whimper and nod, quickly making my wand under my careful watch. I watch as he flicks his wand, shaping the wand into its form with the pieces carefully cut. He begins carving a design that I can't see into the handle of the wood. Once he's done he coats it with polyurethane on the out later, he quickly casts a spell so it dries. He hands me it and waits for my reaction, the little shit carved a snake as the handle I noted as I felt the feeling of connecting with a wand settle over me. "How much?" I ask the man.

"30 galleons Mister Potter," he says and I write out the check for him, handing it to him. Once he saw the crest he bowed making me nearly choke. "Have a wonderful day Lord Potter," he says as I leave the shop, I was now on the verge of straight up laughing my ass off. Was I seriously considered a Lord by some people? I began my way back to the Muggle and Wizard clothes shop in silence. I didn't know if I should go to Gringotts or the store to pick up my clothes yet. I decided to go to the store instead, they need to find as much information on my father as they can after all. I return to the shop to see Margaret bustlin around with the clothes I requested, putting them in bags as she also casts spells on the other clothes to my measurements. She spots me and smiles at me as she places the clothes in a bag most definitely with an expansion charm. I wait only ten minutes before she's done.

"There are spells cast on the clothes so they will automatically change to the size of your body and hug your curves better. You shouldn't have to get any more clothes until you have a style change. This will be 603 galleons," she says choking slightly as she looks at the cost. It was over three thousand pounds when converted. I write out the check and hand it to her, she also nearly faints when she sees the crest and name on it. She placed a feather light charm and handed me my bags with a bow. "Have a lovely day, Lord Potter." I begin my way back to the bank feeling happy with myself as I looked at all the bags and new things I have. I stop in front of the Quidditch shop, muggles can play right? I enter the shop and select the firebolt, along with a complete quidditch gear and ball set. With a elated feeling in my chest I l gave the cashier the check, ignoring the bow I recieved. I ended up taking another stop at a miscellaneous store. In there I ended up buying a journal, parchment along with multiple fancy quills and multiple different inks.

I finally arrived at Gringotts after many stops and pauses on the way as I spotted shops I hadn't seen before. I had over a dozen bags in my arms and hands as I entered Gringotts causing Ragnott to instantly head towards me with an amused smile on his face. "I see you had quite some fun. Follow me Mister Potter-Stark, my dear friend Urlig has found quite the information on your father."