Disclaimer: I'm not a rich blond haired English woman with the initials JKR so obviously I don't own anything.

AN: So the lateness of this chapter can be attributed to several different things, such as moving, exhaustion, and writers block. When I say writers block I mean I knew what I wanted to write but it didn't want to show up on my screen. So here's the next chapter. Enjoy.

XxXx

Naruto appeared in the master bedroom of his home, immediately discarding the cloak he was wearing. Honestly, how was he expected to move in that thing? The first time he wore it he nearly tripped on the hem several times.

After he was done changing, Naruto summoned a small toad giving it instructions to let Harry know that he was back.

It wasn't five minutes later that he heard the door bang open and had his arms full of a young newly turned eleven year old boy with hair as messy as his. "How's it going kid?" Naruto said with a wide grin.

Harry seemed to hesitate for a moment before reaching into his pants pocket pulling out a cream-colored envelope.

"I got my Hogwarts letter, just like you said I would..." he trailed off.

"But?"

"Well, I'm not sure I want to go. I mean sure I want to go to the school my parents went to and everything but," he stopped trying to calm himself before speaking again.

"I really don't want to go to a place where I'm going to be looked at as if I'm some sort of messiah or something. Not to mention the old man's gonna be there and you know what he's going to try to do and I'm gonna have to deal with this all by myself and..." Harry would've kept going if not for the hand that had been placed on his head.

He looked up to see Naruto still grinning widely at him.

"Kid, what makes you think I'm going to let you go to that place all by yourself?"

Harry was momentarily stunned. All this time he was worrying about having dealing with all this by himself, and Naruto already had an out for him. He started laughing quietly, he really shouldn't have been surprised if the things Naruto had told him he had done as a kid were true.

"But, how..." he started.

"That's for me to know and you to find out later. Besides, you shouldn't have had to worry about it in the first place. It's the adults that are supposed to take care of and protect the children, and as an adult I consider your welfare my responsibility. That means that you can come to me for anything and I'll do my best to help you, alright?" he finished seriously.

Harry nodded his head quickly. He understood what Naruto was trying to say.

"Now, if my memory serves me right it's somebody's birthday, isn't it?"

Harry gaped. How on earth could he have forgotten his own birthday? Naruto, who seemed to know what he was thinking chuckled softly before speaking again.

"Now what is it you want to do first?"

It only took a moment to decide what he wanted.

"I want to get my wand."

XxXx

They made their way through Diagon Alley at a leisurely pace as they had plenty of time to kill. The alley itself was fairly crowded, as it was the time of the year when kids were getting supplies for the next school year.

It hadn't taken them long to get to Ollivander's wand shop, with a disguise, Harry had kept his many fans from noticing who he was. As they entered the dusty shop Harry's anxiousness started to show on his face.

While he was extremely happy learning from Naruto, he really wanted to learn the magic his birth parents had knew.

Many ridiculous thoughts about not being able to match with a wand started to enter his head, and he started to become even more nervous than he was already.

Naruto, who must have seen the expression on his face, placed a hand on his head, a familiar gesture that was usually more than enough to calm him down. He had just started to relax, when a voice from behind made him jump.

He quickly turned around to see a rather ancient looking man with scraggly white hair and unfocused eyes looking at him.

"Ah, I wondered when I would be seeing you Mister Potter," he said sagely.

Both Harry and Naruto tensed up at the mention of his real name.

"How did-"

"Oh when you've been around as long as I have you tend to learn a thing or two," he said. He moved towards Harry slowly, focusing on the spot where his scar was covered. "Sad to say I'm the one who sold the wand that committed the deed, but back then I couldn't have really known what was to happen," he muttered in a low voice. "Now naturally you're here for a wand of course. Which is your wand arm?" he asked while heading towards the back of the shop.

Harry, who was still a bit blindsided simply held out his right arm where, less than a second later, a tape measure quickly took his numbers. Ollivander returned from the back with stacks upon stacks of slim boxes, and started shoving pieces of wood in his face.

The results where no less than spectacular or as Naruto would later describe it, one of the funniest damn things he'd ever seen.

Apparently, while working with Naruto over the years training with natural energy and chakra in general had made him a 'bit' stronger than kids his age magically. When combined with wands that weren't suited to him, well, things got blown up, set on fire, disintegrated, and changed into a permanent hot pink color all within the span of twenty minutes.

By this time, Harry, whose face was doing a rather good impression of a tomato at the time, was becoming a bit irritated at his lack of success with a wand, as well as Naruto's laughter in the background and the rather creepy grin that Ollivander had on his face.

It was another twenty minutes before Ollivander came out with what Naruto would call a shit-eating grin as he carried a single box delicately in his hands. He pulled a slim dark wand out of the box and slowly handed it over to Harry.

"Try this one," he said lowly.

From the moment it touch his skin Harry could tell something was different with this one than the others he had tried. It felt odd in his hands. Better, much better, than the others he had tried but still not a match for him. Seeing nothing happen, Ollivander's grin quickly faded away.

"I was sure..." he started. "But never mind. You, Mr. Potter, have been my trickiest customer to date.

For a while there I was certain that the wand in your hand would be just suited to you but it appears I was mistaken."

"Does that mean that you don't have any more wands for me to try out?" Harry asked nervously. Naruto also sat up a bit straighter at Harry's question.

"Of course not, I have many more." Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Naruto, who had been content to just stay in the background so far, spoke up. "So does that mean that we have to try EVERY wand you have in your shop? Because it looks like you have quite a few more left."

"No, he won't have to try the rest of the wands I know the perfect one for him," and with that, he quickly left before either of them could say anything. He returned not a moment later with an extremely dusty box that looked like it hadn't seen light in years.

"Try this one."

Like before with the previous wand he felt something different than he had with the other wands, however, unlike with the other wand where he felt something was missing, he instead felt the oddest sense of completion. The feeling was accompanied by a wide range of colored sparks shooting from the tip of his wand.

"Well," Ollivander spoke after a minute of silence, "It seems we found you're choice wand. Oak, 13 inches with an unusual combination of unicorn and Thestral hairs. I must admit, it's one of the most unusual combinations I have ever made."

"Why is that?" Naruto asked.

"Because of what they represent. A unicorn is one of the purest creatures on this earth with many healing properties and represent longevity among other things. Thestrals, on the other hand, are almost the complete opposite of a unicorn. To even be able to see them you need to have seen someone die by your very own eyes. While they are not dangerous in the least they are dark creatures for the simple fact that it's the way their innate magic is," he paused for a moment to catch his breath.

"I really could go on but I feel we've spent enough time here and I do think I may have other customers soon. That will be seven galleons please."

Naruto quickly paid the man, quite tired of being in the dusty shop for as long as they had and made his way swiftly towards the door. Harry, however, lingered in the doorway for a moment, a million questions blazing through his head, although only one stayed at the forefront of his mind. And, as if he was reading his thoughts Ollivander spoke up once again.

"If you're wondering about the reaction you got to the wand you held before the last, I believe it was because of the simple fact that it was brother to the one that gave you that scar on your forehead."

Harry's eyes widened quite comically, and as Naruto pulled him out of the door- neither heard Ollivander's last words for them.

"That boy will do great things with that wand one day, great things indeed."

XxXx

As they made their way from the store, something else was bugging Harry.

"Naruto, how do we know that he won't tell anyone that I was there today?"

Naruto looked down at him for a moment before lightly tapping the tip of his nose, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Secret," he said smugly.

Harry decided right then and there that he would forever hate secrets. Even if they needed to be kept.

XxXx

The rest of the day had actually gone pretty smoothly, seeing as though there wasn't anything that had taken as long as getting his wand.

Although many witches constantly stared at them, or rather Naruto who was doing a pretty good job at ignoring his ever growing fan club.

Harry found this to be a never-ending source of amusement throughout the day and teased him mercilessly about it.

That is until he noticed the looks sent his way as well. It seemed that although they looked nothing alike, at least to them, many of the witches thought that they were father and son.

It seemed they thought that they could fill that missing mother role and constantly sent goo goo eyes at the pair of them. To say they were both decidedly creeped out would be an understatement.

Other than being immensely creeped out, nothing more happened during the time they spent in the alley. Although Harry did see a large man coming out of Gringotts gently patting his front pocket for some odd reason. He didn't think anything of it though, it was probably a bit of gold.

He had also managed to gain a new friend in a rather beautiful looking snowy owl he named Hedwig while Naruto managed to find a companion in a rather fierce looking eagle owl, who he still hadn't come up with a name for.

They took the knight bus back to the outskirts of privet drive before walking the rest of the way towards their respective houses. Although Harry really couldn't call the Dursley household his home as that spot was reserved for Naruto's home next door.

Naruto led Harry in the Dursley household, making sure he got his things, and owl, inside the house safely while making sure the Dursleys knew he was still around and was able to get them any time he wanted. Of course, the red eye effect helped immensely with that.

He stayed with Harry, examining the things they had bought in the alley that day, until the young boy had fallen asleep. Before he left, he scared the Dursleys once more for good measure, and a good laugh, before making his way to his home and falling asleep.

XxXx

To Harry the following month had to be one of the longest he had ever experienced. It had its highlights but for the most part, it was just boring.

About a week and a half after they had gone to Diagon Alley, Naruto, in a random stroke of genius, managed to come up with a seal that would, in effect hide his mind from those that would try to read it.

It hid his mind while projecting false memories that were based on what he actually did that day and his own personality.

When Harry asked how he managed to come up with the idea, he became rather quiet and mentioned just one name. Orochimaru. Harry knew immediately what he was talking about. Naruto had told him many things about Orochimaru and how similar he seemed to be to Voldemort.

"But how did thinking of Orochimaru help you come up with this?" he had asked.

"Because of Orochimaru's technique to take over another person's body involved diving deep within said persons mind. That made me remember that Dumbledore can read minds and well..."

There really wasn't much to say after that, so Naruto planted the seals at the base of Harry's neck where the ink sunk into his skin remaining invisible to all but Naruto and Harry. Before they knew it, the rest of the month had already past and they were on their way towards Kings Cross.

Although Harry had been reassured many times by Naruto that it would be alright, he was becoming increasingly nervous about this whole thing. He wished they could do what they did before and just go off by themselves and screw everyone else off but he knew that couldn't happen for two reasons.

One, the world wouldn't make it and two, Naruto had passed on his will to never give up to Harry, and he wasn't about to disappoint his sensei/pseudo father figure.

As Kings Cross came into view Harry could only think one thing.

'This is gonna suck.'

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