AN: Okay, I'm sorry for those of you who didn't get there exact choice, but I looked at peoples suggestions and just did what flowed. However, for those of you who didn't get your way, don't worry, as there will be a major OC entering in either this or the next chapter whose relationship status is to be decided, of which id prefer two names, and I hope you enjoy. (And yes, I know I've used the name David for a major character in my Hannah Montana story, but I like that name. if I ever have a son Id probably call him David.)
Also, to alleviate any worries people might have, this story is primarily romance with a bit of adventure to follow the books as closely as possible (with the obvious changes).
Thank you.
Chapter 8 – the road to hell is paved with bags of shopping…
August the 3rd. It had been 3 days since Harry got his Hogwarts letter, and while May, Marie, and Ginny have all been moping around Tonks had been jumping off the wall… which definitely isn't safe for someone who can trip over a stray particle of dust… Anyway, 3 days, and they were going to get his school stuff, including his wand.
Harry woke up in the morning with Ginny jumping up and down on his bed. She stopped moping only yesterday when it was arranged that they would meet her family in the alley and she would go shopping with them for her families supplies, of which the Potters graciously offered to help pay for, or more specifically, Harry had. He followed the usual routine of get up, Exercise (even one day of slacking can make a weeks worth of pain), wash, change, cook, eat, and outside of the norm, the Alley.
He was halfway through breakfast when Nym, May and Marie arrived with their families minus the Tonks', kissed him on the cheek and sat at the table with the rest of his family trudging slowly through the door. Rose walked in yawning cutely and gave her big brother a hug before sitting down. She was 5 now and in denial about Harry leaving for Hogwarts. He smiled at her and kissed the top of her head as he set the food down and sat next to her as conversation started.
"So Harry, are you looking forward to today?" Lilly asked.
"Well, I'm looking forward to getting my wand… as for the rest, im sure it's a sin for a boy to go shopping with so many girls." He replied grinning and earning a light slap from nym and a chuckle from the marauders. "What? Uncle Sirius told me its actually against the law." He kept going, putting on an innocent look as Sirius got hit by his wife and got glares from the girls.
"Hey! I didn't say anything!" Sirius moaned.
"You said 'god, it must be illegal to shop with so many women.' Right after Uncle Remus was told he needed a new wardrobe and you decided to tag along." The glares intensified and Harry smiled satisfactorily. If you concentrated you could just make out the word 'snitch' being uttered by Sirius, earning him another slap, this time from his daughter. Finally he gave up, realising he wasn't going to win, and sent an evil glare at Harry that promised retribution. Of course, with this being Sirius Harry knew he'd regret it, but hell, it was funny!
"Anyway, as soon as everyone is done we can go." Lilly said. Harry could have sworn it was the fastest he'd ever seen anyone eat, and he'd had dinners at Hogwarts with Ron that lasted longer! Soon, with the dishes cleaning themselves and Rose holding Harrys hand they stepped through the floo and into the bustling alley. "Okay, first things first, lets go and get Harry's wand." Sirius snickered, earning another slap from his lovely wife.
"Grow up!" she told him, but her grin showed she wasn't too bothered. They all headed to Ollivanders and when they entered there was already a Boy standing there, looking a bit worse for wear, in an earthy coloured yet unobtrusively elegant Tunic.
"Try this son, 11 and a half inches, quite thick, and golden griffin hair." The boy took the wand from Ollivander and gave it a little wave. There was a very dim glow. "Hmm, we are along the right track, at least…" Ollivander threw the wand into a pile of seemingly hundreds and Harry felt sorry for the poor boy.
"I'm so sorry about this. I had no idea it would take so long." The boy said. It was the that Harry noticed that despite the boys tired and run down appearance he was carrying himself in a way that gave him an air of confidence and power, and on his belt was a beautiful long sword with leaves and vines etched into what showed of the blade. He also noted the boys slightly pointed ears.
"No problem. Its not like its your fault." Harry told him, with the adults agreeing.
"14 inches, neither stiff nor swishy, again golden griffin hair. One of my best wands, suited to almost every field of magic. Then again, I would not be surprised if this is the on, young prince." Ollivander said and the boy groaned slightly, glancing at the watching, and shocked, group. He took the wand, and immediately a beautiful melody and two white doves shot out of the end. "Perfect! That will be 17 galleons." The boy sighed and took out a money pouch, and giving Ollivander the correct change. "Thank you." The boy started to leave, but he turned as he got to the door.
"Actually sir, I don't suppose you have a wand holster and wand care kit?" Ollivander looked ecstatic.
"Finally a young man who takes care of his wand!" Sirius snorted again and the boy blushed slightly. "Of course, that will be another 3 galleons." Ollivander said, reaching under the counter. "The holster is basic, but should last you a while, and as with your custom it is made out of natural material." The boy gave the 3 galleons.
He turned to the group. "Nice to meet you all." He turned to look at Sirius. "Oh, and sir? I couldn't help but overhear that you were a bit lacking and need to grow up. The muggles have a wonderful blue pill for men your age." The young prince shot a grin and walked out as the adults, Nym, and Harry, minus Sirius burst out laughing.
After finally calming down they turned to see a chuckling Ollivander. "Who was that sir?" May asked.
"That, my dear, was the future king of the Elves, Prince David. He will be the first true elf since the founding of the school to attend. The last, I believe, was his mother, Queen Giselle." Olivander told them before taking Harry's measurements. "Okay, try this Mr Potter. 10 inches, dragon heartstring, good for charms…"
After an hour in the store they walked out with the Holly and Phoenix feather wand he got the first time around, and they spent the next 5 hours getting clothes, potions, books, and everything else he could possibly need. He also re-acquainted himself with Hedwig, who remained firmly on his shoulder the rest of the trip.
When they finally returned home all you could hear were the boys groaning under the weight of all the shopping.
"Oh, stop exaggerating. Its only a couple of bags!" Nym said.
"Yes dear, but the road to hell is paved with bags of shopping!" Harry groaned back before he and the boys disappeared to put everything away.
