365 Days of Regulus

Jessica Dawn

May 31 - What do you consider to be the greatest invention to date?


He was only young when his parents had started their education on magic. Mother had wanted to press her wand into their hands and teach them some simple charms, but Father had insisted that the boys understand where their magic came from. The first month of lessons was on their blood, the patriarchy of their family, memorizing names and dates and contributions to society as a whole.

It really was a lot for Regulus to comprehend at four years old, but he often spent nights in Sirius' room after dinner trying to go over what they'd discussed that day. Sirius after all was six and practically a genius.

Things had taken a turn one day though when Father had said that they wouldn't be spending the day poring over the tapestry, and instead they were going to Diagon Alley. He'd instructed them on how to go through the floo on their own, and been impressed when he'd arrived at the Leaky Cauldron and both boys were standing there waiting for him. Sirius had done it with grace, where it seemed that Regulus had stumbled into the ash, but that was quickly fixed with a scourgify.

Orion took their hands, leading them out into the busy wizarding street, and then back into a shop. Regulus hadn't had a chance to see the name of it, but Sirius was quick to nudge him, pulling back behind their father "It's Ollivanders. We're getting wands!"

Regulus wasn't too sure about that. Bellatrix was much older, and she said she hadn't had her wand until she was eleven. Narcissa didn't even have one yet.. But then, they were the boys, the sons of the House of Black, and that meant something important. Did the same rules that went for the girls apply to them?

"I appreciate you taking your time today to show the boys just how much care goes into making a wand, Garrick. Hopefully they'll remember this when they're older and remember to care for them. I have some business to see to at Gringotts, I trust they won't get up to trouble. Boys?"

"Yes Father," they spoke in unison. Sirius and Orion shared a look before he added, "I'll watch after Reggie-" A further look resulted in the correction, "Regulus."


It was quite possibly one of the most fascinating things Regulus had ever watched, the way that Garrick had selected wood and cores, and then in shaping the wand it was almost as though he'd listened to it, letting it take on whichever shape it seemed to have wanted. He'd explained to the boys that he wand chose the wizard, and that different woods and cores seemed to be better for different things - duelling, charms, transfiguration. Garrick himself had been stunned that the boys had actually behaved. Sirius in particular often had a reputation that preceded him, and yet they'd both sat, transfixed as he made a wand and boxed it, floating it up onto a shelf where they could barely even see it anymore.

"I have a question." Regulus had declared, biting down on his lip.

"And what might that be, Regulus?" Garrick had asked, pulling the small boy up to sit on his lap while the three had lunch together.

Regulus made a face, as though trying to figure out just what he wanted to say, staring at Garrick's wand on the desk. "You used your wand to put the hair inside the wand."

Garrick nodded, "Yes. I did use my wand for that."

"So how did your wand get made?"

"I suppose one of my ancestors used their wand for that."

"But then what about their wand? How did that get made?"

"I guess the same is true for them, that someone made it with their own wand before that."

Regulus shook his head, taking a bite from his sandwich before placing it back down on the plate, looking at Sirius. Sirius had held his gaze for a moment before speaking up, "I think what my brother wants to know then is how the very first wand was made…"

Garrick seemed perplexed at first, before smiling at both boys, "Something tells me that the world will never truly be ready for the two of you. I never stopped to consider how the very first wand was made, but perhaps one day you'll manage to figure it out yourselves."