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Bijuu/Justu/Spell said loudly
'Thoughts/Justu/Spells/bloodline/thought/Foreign tongue'
/Parseltongue/
Demonic Powered voice
{Translation}
(Side notes on reports/or in personal musings) / (Comments by author/me)
(I also really don't like the name Harry for Harry Potter, so I will be using Hadrian always, sorry to anyone named Harry :P)
~Author's notes~
I am sooo sorry about not updating, I have had a hectic week, but from now on, I will update on the weekends, anyways, if this chapter's dialogue seems to jump anywhere, I'm sorry, I wrote this over the entire week, adding some here and there when I could, but at 1,800 words, its about average for a chapter, to make up for this, I'm going to start a new story/ maybe a one shot, sometime soon to make up for my tardiness.
But anyways, what are your opinions on the story so far?
~Review Answers~
NakedFury: Short answer, Yes, Kinda, and will be explained in story - Long answer,
1 – I hated the ending to Naruto, it was a disaster, all the build up, just to have a complete crap back story for the Bijuu, but the Bijuu are still each a part of the Juubi, but I'm adding a twist to it :D
2 – Isobu can, I will explain how that is later, but a few hints are that it has to do with someone really important to him, and it has to do with something that Isobu is missing – Cannon Isobu as well- ;D
3 – best answer? They crawled threw the cracks of the world, But they shouldn't have been able too, its like having a filter set up to block pebbles from getting through, it doesn't stop germs and really small rocks from getting through, hence some magical creatures
Goblins + Orcs = germs, lets all imagine what the small rocks were then :P
BBWulf: :D
Alex2909: Cool, Hope you like it, feed-back is admired, good and bad
TheBeauty: To Infinity and Beyond , (•_•) / ( •_•)⌐■-■ / (⌐■_■)
~Quote of the Chapter~
"Humans... Do humans have a purpose when they are born? I have been wondering recently. Because they are born, do they have an important duty? The meaning of being born... For humans to find that answer... It is the one freedom God gave them. " ~ Kimimaro
~Story Time~
Morose, Mournful, Somber, Dejected, all of these words described Lily Potter after she had been told that he had no use for clothing. She had been set to drag him into a shop and layer him in woven plants and dried animal skin before he had questioned her on the need for clothing. He truly would never understand the female obsession with vanity, his own sister Matatabi, a giant two tailed cat made of fire, still obsessed over her looks.
Lily had balked at the confused answer, refusing to believe that he had no need for them. In return, he had changed his form every step he took, his general form staying the same, his clothing shifting from a kimono, to a standard Jonin outfit, and to about everyone's outfit on the street.
They were currently standing in front of the last shop on the list, Ollivander's, a shop nearly two thousand years old, the shop sold the magical stabilizers that allowed the 'Magic' users to mold their Chakra to a fine point.
"I have no need for one of these" was the response to being pushed through the doors of the shop by his mortal father. He wasn't lying, where these mortals used their Yin Chakra to contain and mold some Nature Chakra to do their spells, he could simply use the energy infused water he had made his current shell out of to mold his Chakra.
"Nonsense, every wizard needs a focus, and Ollivander is the best, every wizard in Britain buys their wands here." came the jovial response from James.
"A monopoly?" He said, slightly impressed if this Ollivander could get an entire country to depend on him.
"Ahh, no, there is Kiddell's down the street and the Wand Showroom around the corner, but Ollivander's is the best." James said as he brought out his own wand to look at appreciatively.
"James Potter, eleven inches, mahogany, pliable, with the core of a Thunderbird tail feather." a man stated in a monotone as he floated down from a ladder and snatched the wand out of James's hand almost reverently. The man, presumably Ollivander, was a shorter man with shoulder length scraggly white hair, and silver eyes that gave the illusion of blindness. Once Ollivander had finished inspecting James's wand, his eyes jumped up to Lily and he spoke, "Ten and a three quarters of an inch, willow, surprisingly swishy, and a core of a Melusine scale, freely given." he finished as he looked over at him, his eyes only staying on him for a moment before snapping his fingers. A tape measure jumped from table and started circling him, seemingly unsure where to start.
Rushing back in, Ollivander frowned at his tape measure before sighing and grabbing a clipboard of one of the numerous tables.
"My tape measure can't seem to measure you Mr. Potter, so I have to do this the old fashioned way, I will ask a question, and I would appreciate if you would answer truthfully." he said as he tapped his wand on both the clipboard and a quill he had procured from his robes, both items being held up by the wizards will.
"Mr. Potter, can you change you form?" he asked, the quill floating beside him righting it down.
"Yes." he responded
"If you had to choose between the four elements, what would be your choice?" he asked.
"Water" Came the immediate reply.
"Favorite season"
"Fall"
"Last question, what is your favorite animal?"
"Testudines"
"Hmm, yes, I will be right back." Ollivander said as he disappeared into the back of the shop, a room that from the brief look Isobu had, seemed to big to fit into the tiny shop.
Expecting the man to come back with a wand for him to test, he was somehow not surprised when the man came back seconds later holding an armful of the boxes. Placing the boxes on the counter, the man opened the first, a lighter stick of about a foot in length, before handing it to him. Moments after handing it to him, Ollivander snatched it out of his hand. After that he repeated the process until Ollivander hummed to himself before bringing out a box and opened it, explaining, "Eleven inches, Holly, nice and supple, and the core of a phoenix feather." he said as he handed the wand to him, holding the wand, he only felt a brief twinge before a rather pitiful warble came from the wand, he was hit with the same energy as the one from the rather vain fire bird who had kidnapped him. The wand was snatched back with a confused frown before Ollivander mumbled something, only catching a few words as he went back to the pile, "So sure … Brothers … Dumbledore … Destiny."
The process repeated itself, his mortal parents apparently having no problem standing behind him doing nothing but watching him select a focus with content smiles on their faces. After a while, Ollivander smile became more and more prominent until he was grinning nearly ear to ear.
"Oh yes, yes, yes." Ollivander said, he seemed to be nearly jumping from joy at the prospect of his wands failing to match him, a most paradoxical reaction.
"Mr. Potter, some times, a witch or wizard's magic is too unique to be match one of the big three, such as your parents." He explained before grabbing the handle of the trolley he had been putting the ill matched wands on before continuing, "In those cases I get to delve into my more, unique collection of wands, it is a Ollivander family tradition for the coming of age wizard or witch to craft a new type of wand, whether that be a strange core, a new conductor, or a new shape, every Ollivander makes at least one, I myself have made seven, only one of them has made its match." He explained looking gleeful at the prospect of finding a new home for one of his focuses
"May I ask who?" Isobu asked as he flicked his lone eye over to the door to the back room.
"To Britain's old golden boy, Albus Dumbledore himself, Twelve inches, Yew, Unyielding, and the core of a particularly fiery Lampad hair." He said as he touched his wand to the cart, without a word it slowly moved itself out of the room and into the back room.
"Now, we shall see if any of my ancestors wands will fit you." He said as he himself rushed into the back room, leaving a stoic boy and two pleasantly pleased adults.
~Time Skip~
After, many, many, crazy wands, including a pair of brass knuckles forged on the back of a unconscious phoenix. He pulled out the next one, the third wand of the third cart full of wands, "Now Mr. Potter, this wand was made by my ancient ancestor Flavius Ollivander in the year Three hundred and thirty three, it is thirteen inches long, Cherry, Unyielding, with the core of mane hair from a particularly intelligent Kelpie."
Grabbing the wand, he was assaulted with visions of a majestic horse, magnificent flippers in place of its front hooves, its body streamlined past its waist into a long serpent like body, ending with a crescent shaped flipper. Its form shimmering like water, it brayed before vanishing.
Blinking and looking around, he discovered that the shop was now completely flooded. Before anyone could try anything, he started compacting his shell, pulling the water into himself to use as extra mass.
Once he had finished, the air in the shop was extremely dry, coming in, Ollivander said, "You Potters are all the same, getting a wand and attempting to destroy my shop all in one swoop, your father," he said as he glared at the man who had just walked in, looking extremely proud of his sons destructive bonding if the wide ear to ear smile was anything to go by, continuing, Ollivander said, "Caused a giant thunderstorm that attracted no less than thirty thunder birds to appear, Diagon Alley was a no fly zone for months!" he exclaimed, "At least your mother had some sense, all she caused were some bubbles." he huffed as he went back to looking over his wands.
Without turning back, Ollivander said, "The seven gallons will be removed from the Potter vault for the wand, have a nice day."
"Come on Harry, I know you'll love your new home." Lily said as she led Isobu out of the shop.
Walking towards the pub, James said, "Tomorrow you will be heading off to Hogwarts, but don't you worry, I know you'll Love it!" he said as he opened the door to the pub.
