A/N: Can you believe it, two chapters in one day. Things have been very slow at work so I've been writing. I have had to take a few liberties with wand woods and cores as the Harry Potter Lexicon did not list the types and cores of the three mentioned wnds. And for those of you who are wondering what it is that I do that allows me to write at work, I'm a paramedic in a very small town. We have a rather small call volum, usually (though we can be kept hopping at times). So after I got my 'chores' done I've been writing. I hope you enjoy this chapter as well.

Everyone was duly impressed when they saw the suite they were to share. It was two stories with four bedrooms and four and one-half bathrooms. There was a large living-room, dinning room and a separate kitchen. When they checked in, they were told that as per 'Mr. Evans' instructions, the kitchen had been stocked. And of course Ron's first stop was the kitchen. He could be heard rummaging through the ice box and cabinets. With his head buried in the ice box he called, "Hey, who's going to fix breakfast? I'm starved."

Hermione and Ginny rolled their eyes at him but it was Mr. Weasley who answered, "Ron you mother taught you how to cook just like the rest of us. If you're so hungry then you can cook."

Ron popped his head out of the kitchen, "But dad, I don't know how to cook the muggle way."

Harry, not wanting to listen to Ron whine until someone else cooked spoke up, "I'll cook this morning. The rest of you figure out where everyone is going to sleep." Harry made his way into the kitchen and pulled out eggs, bacon, sausage and vegetables and cheese to put into the scrambled eggs. He turned the oven on to make biscuits and got out pans to begin frying the sausage and bacon.

After a few moments, Ginny appeared at his elbow, "I'll help. Just tell me what to do."

Harry grinned at her, "Why don't you cut up the vegetables."

Ginny called out to her dad, "Dad didn't you say we could use magic here?"

"Just a minute Ginny Tonks, Kingsley and Bill are still putting up wards." Mr. Weasley replied. After about five minutes he called out again, "Okay Ginny do what ever it is you need to."

Ginny directed her wand at the vegetables and knives she had sat out. Quickly they began to chop themselves into neat piles. Turning to Harry she asked, "What else do you want me to do?"

Harry liked working beside Ginny. It felt comfortable to prepare a meal with her help. He winked at her, "Why don't you crack those eggs into that bowl. I'm going to scramble them and put in the vegetables and cheese."

Ginny bit on her lip and spoke up, "You know, Harry, Ron doesn't really like onions."

Harry snorted, "Well, then Ron can get in her and fix himself something else. I happen to like onions in my scrambled eggs."

Ginny just chuckled as she began to crack eggs. "Do you want me to do all of them then?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah especially if Bill eats anything like Ron does." Harry answered.

In no time at all, Ginny and Harry had breakfast on the table and everyone was settled in to eat. Remus took the first bite and looked at Harry, "You're a wonderful cook, Harry. Your mum would be proud."

"Thanks, Professor," Harry murmured into his own eggs.

Ron had taken the first bit of eggs and exclaimed, "What the…Harry, you know I don't like onions." He sat down his fork and began picking out onions. "Why did you put them in?"

Harry just grinned, "Next time maybe you should cook."

As breakfast wound down, Harry got up and began to gather the plates to take back to the kitchen. Hermione jumped up, "No, Harry. You cooked; Ron and I will take care of cleaning up." Ron looked murderously at Hermione but got up and began to take plates into the kitchen.

Remus turned to Harry and asked, "Harry could one of you call for Fawkes? There is something we need him to bring before we go to the wand makers."

Harry nodded and called out, "Fawkes." In a bright flash of flames, Fawkes appeared carrying not only his mum's trunk but a second, smaller object had been strapped to the trunk. Fawkes gently touched them down on the table where everyone was still seated around. Then he landed on the back of Harry's chair between him and Ginny. Harry turned and gently stroked Fawkes' bill and neck, "Thanks Fawkes. That was good of you to bring that all this way. Your perch should have been set up in whatever room I'm staying in if you want to go rest." Fawkes cried out softly and flew toward one of the rooms on the ground floor.

Meanwhile Remus was busy taking the small box off Lily's trunk. He turned to look at Harry, "Perhaps we should sit somewhere more comfortable, Harry. And I'm not too sure you wouldn't want to do this in private. I found a study just off the entry way we could use."

Harry asked, "What do you have there that I would want to see in private?"

Remus took a deep breath and steeled himself to answer that question. "Harry, after what happened between you and Voldemort in that graveyard, Dumbledore had me looking through the things we recovered from your parent's house. Specifically we were looking for their wands."

Harry was stunned. He wasn't certain what he was expecting Remus to say but it certainly wasn't that. He felt a tidal wave of emotions wash over him. He had always felt some connection with his father because of the invisibility cloak but he had never had anything of his mothers. And now he was sitting in the same room with her wand. Harry could feel his brain begin to shut down at this information. He felt Ginny's hand in his and immediately felt better. It still amazed him what a small touch from her could do to calm his nerves. "Let me see then," Harry finally managed to say.

Ginny reached out to Harry, "Are you sure you want all of us here for this, Harry?"

Harry swallowed hard and nodded. He didn't trust himself to speak again. Sensing this, Ginny spoke quietly, "He said he wants us to stay."

Remus looked quickly between then before moving to take the chair beside Harry. He laid the box on the table and pulled off the lid. Harry looked in and then back up to Remus, "Why are there three wands?"

Two of the wands were nestled side-by-side with a ribbon holding them together. The third had been, almost haphazardly tossed in on top of the other two. Remus swallowed hard to keep tears from forming. "The third wand belonged to Dumbledore, Harry. Like I was saying, after the Prior Incantatum you experienced Dumbledore had me look for your parent's wands. He envisioned a time when Olivander might have to make you a new one and wondered if you might like to have one with their cores. Of course none of us expected Olivander to disappear."

Harry still couldn't speak and pleaded silently with Ginny to speak for him. She asked, "Why do we have Dumbledore's wand, then? Why wasn't he buried with it?"

"We read some of his will before we buried him and he requested that his wand be kept safe and not buried with him. When we went over our plans to get Harry a new wand, his portrait offered his wand as well as a possible core," Remus answered.

Hermione and Ron had been listening from the door. Hermione asked, "But, Professor, I thought that the wand chooses the wizard. How can any of these be appropriate for Harry?"

"Well, Hermione, Harry has been watched for five years by many of the same professors that taught his parents. They all saw characteristics of James and Lily in him. It would make sense that one or both of them could be used as a new core for Harry's new wand," Remus explained.

"But that doesn't explain how we could use Dumbledore's. He and Harry weren't related, were they?" Hermione asked.

"Not directly, no. But the Potters are a pure-blood family and so are the Dumbledore's. So somewhere down the line they are related. But I think we will have to just mark this up to Dumbledore's wish that Harry be allowed to use his wand as a core if possible." Remus reached in and pulled out Dumbledore's wand and handed it to Harry, "Here give it a wave and see how it feels."

Harry's had was shaking as he took the wand from Remus. Harry had been there the last time this wand had been used and he felt a rush of anger at Dumbledore for freezing him. As soon as the wand settled into Harry's hand he felt the power it held. He flicked it at the box lid and thought wingardium leviosa. Despite the power coming from the wand only a few gold sparks came out the end.

"What did you try, Harry?" Remus asked quietly.

Finally finding his voice he said, "I…I tried to levitate the box lid. I can feel the power in it but it doesn't want to work for me." Harry gently laid the wand on the table.

Remus nodded, "I doubt any of them will work very well for you but the combination of two or all three of them plus what ever magic the wand maker puts into it could produce a perfect fit for you." Remus handed him the next wand. "This was your mother's wand. Its willow but I'm not sure of its core. I think it's from the tail of a female unicorn but that may not be correct."

Harry felt tears gather in his eyes as he reached a shaking hand for his mother's wand. In his mind he could hear someone singing a lullaby. It was a woman who began humming softly a song Harry did not know the words to but recognized. The wand felt warm to the touch and he tried again to levitate the box lid. The lid hovered just a few inches before it fell back onto the table. Harry was surprised that he had even managed to get the wand to work for him. He smiled slightly to himself as he made to sit the wand down on the table. Before he released it he had an urge to offer it to Ginny.

Harry turned slightly in his seat and held out the wand to her. He said softly, "You try." Ginny shook her head but Harry insisted, "Please?"

Ginny blinked back tears. She had heard the lullaby that Harry had heard and realized that Harry had no real memories of his mother. She was sure that Harry was hearing her sing to him. Ginny took up the wand and held it reverently in her hand. With a firm swish and flick she had the lid of the box levitating high above all of them. She repeated the motion and had the flower arrangement that had been sitting on the side board floating high above them. She repeated the motion a third time and had the four lamps that had been sitting around the room levitating high above them.

Ginny heard a shocked gasp come from where Hermione stood. Ginny gently lowered the wand and all the objects landed where they had been resting. She looked around the room at all the faces at the table and said breathlessly, "Wow. It works better than the wand I got from Olivander when I started school."

Remus was pale and Hermione rushed over to look at Ginny. No one spoke for several long moments until curiosity got the better of Harry, "What does this mean?" He addressed his question to Remus.

Remus startled out of his memories, "I'm not sure, Harry. I don't know of a wand ever behaving so well for someone other than who it was chosen for. Needless to say, the fact that Ginny could get Lily's wand to work at all is rather remarkable." Remus reached into the box and pulled out the last wand. He handed it to Harry, "This was your father. I think the core is dragon heart string but it's made of mahogany."

Harry took his father's wand and felt an electric jolt much like the one he felt when he was picking out his wand. It wasn't as strong, but he felt it all the same. He gave it a quick swish and flick and managed to get the box lid to hover for almost a minute before it fell back onto the table. Harry felt slightly disappointed. He realized that he had been hoping to get the same reaction out of his father's wand that Ginny had gotten out of his mother's wand. Harry blew out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, "Well, it looks like we didn't make this trip for nothing. I'm still going to need another wand."

Ginny threw her arms around his neck. She had felt his anticipation and disappointment and tried to comfort him. Harry kissed her temple and gently disengaged her arms from around his neck. He sent her a look of gratitude before speaking to the room in general, "I think I'll go take a nap. Can someone see if they can find an optometrist and make me an appointment before we go to the wand makers?"

Hermione nodded, "I'll call down to the front desk and see if there is one in the shopping mall next door." She moved off toward where Remus said the study was with Ron following quickly behind her.

Harry stood and gathered the three wands back into the box and turned toward where he had seen Fawkes disappear, "Will someone wake me if Hermione can make an appointment or in time for the wand maker?" Seeing several nod at him he made his way toward the bedroom. He sensed Ginny getting up to follow him and spoke to her through their connection, "Ginny I need some time alone, please. Give me an hour or so, okay?" He heard Ginny respond "yes" before he shut down their connection.

After Harry disappeared behind the bedroom door Ginny turned on Remus, "Dam now he's going in there to brood. Couldn't you have done this some other time, like before we got here?"

Remus put up a hand in self defense, "Now Ginny we thought it best…"

Ginny cut him off before he could explain, "You thought it best? Haven't you learned that only total honesty works with Harry? This is why he got so angry with Dumbledore in the first place. You can not keep secrets from Harry. Especially not ones like his parent's wands!" Ginny could feel her anger growing.

Remus tried to explain again, "Ginny, we weren't trying to keep things from him. We just didn't know when a good time would be to bring it up." Remus ran a hand through his hair making it stand on end, "I'm sorry. I take the blame but you have no idea what it's like trying to find a good time to present Harry with something like this. I just don't know what to do with him."

Mr. Weasley cut his daughter off, "Why don't we all go and take a nap. The time change has put us all off a bit. We can discuss this later."

Ginny rounded on her father, "No dad, I don't think we should be discussing Harry with out him here. I don't think you should be keeping secrets from him any longer."

"And we won't, Ginny." Mr. Weasley responded after receiving an affirmative nod from Remus.

Ginny took in a deep breath and blew it out forcefully attempting to dissipate her anger. She was saved from having to respond by Hermione returning and announcing, "Harry has an appointment at 12:30. They said they could do the exam and get him fitted for contacts and have him back here by 2:00."

Remus nodded, "Good. Why don't we all go take a nap? Who is going to set an alarm?"

Hermione answered, "I've already taken care of that. The front desk will call at 12:00 to wake us up."

"Good, now about that nap. Ron you might want to bunk in with your dad and Bill for now. I think Harry needs some space," Remus said.

Everyone went there separate ways to their own naps.

Alone in his room, Harry lay down on the bed and took out the three wands. He held the three of them together and felt that same power surge but still not as powerful as when he held his own wand. Harry wondered what had possessed him to hand his mother's wand to Ginny. But he felt a smile of pride on his face at remembering what Ginny was able to do with his mother's wand. Clutching the three wands, Harry finally drifted off to sleep still hearing that same woman hum a familiar lullaby.

Harry knew he was asleep because he began to dream about Ginny.

He saw flashes of things that had not happened. Things like Ginny in wedding robes, Ginny pregnant, Ginny holding a tiny baby and Harry looking on standing behind them. Harry was enjoying this dream until it suddenly shifted. Harry found himself back in the graveyard staring down at Cedric's lifeless body. Harry turned his head and could see the cauldron that Voldemort would rise out of with a body returned to him. Beyond the cauldron he could see other people standing around. They appeared to be standing around an open grave. Realizing he was no longer tied to the tombstone where Voldemort's father was buried, Harry made his way to where the crowd stood. He was surprised to see all the Weasley's, Remus, Tonks, Kingsley and several others standing around. Ginny was being comforted by her mum and Hermione was crying softly into Ron's shoulder. Harry heard murmuring from those standing around,

"He should have listened. But no, he had to play the hero. Always had to be the one to save the day." Harry was shocked to hear someone say something like that at a funeral. He craned his neck to try and see whose name was on the tombstone. As he finally got a good look at the tombstone he saw a crowd of people dressed in black robes approaching.

He tried to shout a warning to those gathered there but they couldn't hear him. The Death Eaters were getting closer and no one had seen them. Finally Harry saw that Voldemort was leading the way and Voldemort alone seemed to be able to see Harry. He spoke in that rough, snake-like voice, "So Potter, I've finally beaten you. This is your funeral and all your friends are here to die as well."

The Death Eaters surrounded the group beside the grave. One by one they looked up and seemed to be able to see Harry They would say something like, "We trusted you Harry. We trusted you to keep us safe. Now look at what you've done. You foolishly let your heart get in the way of your duty." One at a time the Death Eaters killed those standing around and they fell into the open grave.

At last Harry saw his parents and Sirius standing there. His mother spoke, "Harry, we died for you. We sacrificed ourselves so that you could live. What happened? Why did you fail us?"

Harry gasped as he felt someone shaking him awake. He reached out blindly to whom ever it was that woke him. Taking a deep breath he smelled the flowery scent that belonged to Ginny. Harry took several deep, shuddering breaths and tried to calm himself. Ginny gathered Harry close and rocked back and forth while running a comforting hand up and down his back. She began to hum the lullaby Harry had heard. Slowly Harry's breathing returned to normal and Harry was able to sit back and find a more comfortable position so as not to be leaning on Ginny so much.

He was reluctant to break contact with her. He could only remember a handful of times that someone had held him and comforted him and each time it had been a Weasley doing the comforting. He knew deep down that his mother and father had held him but he couldn't remember those times. Taking one last deep breath Harry leaned back to look into Ginny's face. He saw the tears she had shed and wondered if she had seen his dream. Ginny shook her head and said, "You did a good job of blocking me. I felt you were in distress but I couldn't tell why then Fawkes came to me and I knew I had to come wake you. Do you want to talk about it?"

Harry swallowed and shook his head, "No I don't think I do. It was just a dream. It doesn't mean anything." Looking to change the subject he looked around and asked, "What time is it?"

Letting the subject of the dream go she answered, "Just after twelve. You need to get up and get ready. You've an appointment for your eyes at 12:30. If you hurry you can shower first. I'll just go and make you a sandwich."

Harry arrived back in the main living room ten minutes later fresh from the shower and still tucking his shirt into his shorts. He was a bit amazed to see everyone standing around as if they were going. "There's no need for all of us to go is there?" he asked as Ginny handed him a ham sandwich.

Bill answered Harry's question, "Dad and I are going to get our eyes checked too. Kingsley, Remus, Hermione and Ginny are going in search of a book store and Tonks and Ron are going to find a drug store or something to buy hair color."

Harry looked at Bill and swallowed the bit he'd just taken, "Hmm. I didn't know you wore glasses, Bill."

"Yes and when mum heard we were taking you to get your eyes checked she pitched a fit until dad and I agreed to have our eyes checked too," Bill answered with a frown. "I hate wearing my glasses but contacts would be such a bad idea in the tombs."

Mr. Weasley sat down the glass he'd been drinking out of, "Well if we're ready lets get to it then. We need to be back here by 2:00 is that right, Remus?"

"Yes but perhaps we should plan on being back here at ten of just to make sure," Remus answered. "Harry, make sure you take your bag and cloak just in case." Addressing the others who were standing around, "Everyone have their watches?" Everyone nodded and they headed out the door.

At ten minutes to 2:00 Harry was sitting on a couch in the lobby of their hotel waiting on the other two groups to arrive. As the minutes ticked by with out any of them making an appearance Harry began to get very nervous. It wasn't that he really felt that they all needed to go to the wand makers but the fact that they were supposed to meet up and the others were late. Harry gently reached out in his mind, "Ginny where are you guys? It's getting late and Billy and Shannon will be here in a minute."

Harry had had his back to the River Walk entrance of their hotel and didn't see the others walk up behind him, "We're right here, Harry. We had a hard time dragging Hermione and Professor Lupin out of the bookstore. Hermione just nipped up to the room to drop off the books they bought."

Harry smiled as Ginny came around to sit in his lap. It took her a moment to realize that Harry didn't have his glasses on and then she looked deeply into his eyes, "Merlin, Harry you have brown eyes." She leaned in close to his ear, "I think they're beautiful but I miss the green."

Harry blushed at her compliment but was saved from answering by the arrival of Hermione and right behind her was Billy and Shannon. The group stood and followed Billy out of the lobby. Shannon brought up the rear and was engaged in conversation by Tonks and Kingsley. Billy turned to Remus, "So what did you decide about the others getting a second wand?"

Remus sighed, "We didn't completely decide. We left the decision until we see how long it is going to take for the wand maker to get Harry's done. Then if there is time we could have the others see if he has suitable wands."

"Well I don't see the problem. That's a stupid law. We don't have that problem here. You can have as many wands as you want. You just have to apply for the license," Billy explained.

"I agree that at the very least Ron, Hermione and possibly even Ginny should carry a second wand. When this all goes down they are most likely to be right beside him, but if they get caught, well he's already having problems with our Minister trying to force him to accept Auror protection," Remus said.

Billy snorted, "Aurors? Your minister wants him protected by Aurors. Your Aurors haven't been able to find even a trace of Voldemort. I take it he refused?"

Remus nodded with a smile, "Yes several times. In fact they are watching his aunt's house as we speak trying to figure a way to lure him out and force him into talking. He won't say where he and Dumbledore were that night."

Billy nodded appreciatively, "I met him once, Dumbledore. I was very impressed by him. I was very saddened to learn of his death. And to think, he was done in by someone in the Order." As they rounded a curve along the River Walk an arch way became visible with a small sign above it reading Magic Ally. Stepping into the arch way Billy said, "Here we are. Now pay attention." Billy withdrew his wand and tapped the top three bricks. The arch way dissolved and became a door. Billy opened the door and they stepped into an obviously magical street.

Every where they looked they could see evidence of the magic. An apothecary with a wide variety of magical plants and potions was the first shop on the left and a news stand with papers from all over the magical world was on the right. A few shops down they could see robe shops and book stores and a variety of other shops, anything anyone could want could be found there.

Billy allowed them a few moments to gape before he spoke, "Let's get a move on. We don't want to keep Jack waiting. I told you he's odd and he won't get any better if you keep him waiting."

Harry laughed at himself knowing that he had been standing there with his mouth open, staring. He moved to follow Billy. They walked about two or three blocks down where a sign was suspended above a door way that simply read "Wands". Noticing the lack of advertisement or even a name on the store, Harry looked questioningly at Billy.

Billy chuckled, "I told you he's weird. He thinks that if people want a wand they will find him so he has no need to advertise."

Billy opened the door and ushered them inside. The interior was dimly lit with only a few lanterns lit. It took a few moments for their eyes to adjust. When they finally did adjust Harry couldn't see anyone tending the shop. Then from somewhere in the darkness Harry heard a low southern drawl, "So. You're the one who fought a Hungarian Horntail? You certainly don't look like you could've."

Harry forced himself not to jump at the sound of the disembodied voice coming from the darkness. He sensed that the wand maker was sizing him up so he stood still staring at where he heard the voice come from. After several long moments the voice sounded again, "So you've come for a new wand? Well let's get to it." Harry finally saw movement from the back of the shop as the wand maker moved into the light. He was shocked at the sight of the wand maker. Harry realized he had been expecting someone like Olivander but what he saw surprised him. Before him stood, quite possibly the largest man Harry had ever seen with the exception of Hagrid. Harry wondered how this man with his ham sized hands could perform the delicate operations involved in making a wand.

Jack walked right up to Harry whose features were still changed by Tonks' glamour charm. He spoke softly, "So, you're Harry Potter?"

Harry immediately shook his head, "I'm James Evans."

Jack laughed silently, "No your not. You're Potter. As many times as Albus and I spoke about you, I'd know you any where even with the glamour charm. So let's see what you've brought with you. Show me your wand."

Harry handed Jack his wand. Jack clucked his tongue, "You haven't polished it in a while have you?" Not bothering to wait for an answer Jack turned to his counter and began to weigh and measure Harry's wand. Jack waved his own wand over Harry's and spells began to work themselves in reverse coming out of the end of Harry's wand. Harry quickly turned away not wanting to see his feeble attempts to curse Snape should Jack let it go on that long.

Finally Jack seemed satisfied and handed the wand back to Harry. "I don't know what you brought all these others with you for. This is going to take some time. I've got no use for on lookers. Send them somewhere else." Looking Harry in the eye, "You can keep your girlfriend here if you want and one other but that's it."

Harry was stunned to think that Jack knew or had guessed that he had a girlfriend. He took stock of himself to see if he detected an intrusion into his mind but felt his defenses were still in place. Harry turned to the others, "Remus will you stay?" At Harry's requesting of Remus to stay, the others moved back out onto the street. Billy looked at Shannon who understood what his boss wanted and moved to stand in the shadows by the door to remain with Harry.

Ginny remained standing with Harry, "Do you want me to stay?" she asked.

"Why don't you go look around with the others. You can decide what you want to show me when we come back. If I need you, I'll call. How about that and I'll call when we're done?" Harry asked.

Ginny nodded and followed the others out into the street. After the door shut Harry turned back to Jack, "Now what?"

Jack raised an eyebrow at Harry and began to chew on what Harry thought was his tongue. But then Jack turned his head and spit into a container several feet away with deadly accuracy. "Got a mouth on you don't you boy? Now I need to see what you can do. Try a few charms and such. Impress me."

Harry began to demonstrate the things he had learned. He started small with things from his first year and managed to levitate several boxes that were sitting on the counter. As time wore on Harry began to get a bit tired. He had been at spell work for over an hour when he thought to himself; well he wants to see what I can do so I'll show him what I can do. EXPECTRO PATRONUM. Out of the end of his wand sprang forth, not the expected Prongs and not even the large dog he had seen in Diagon Alley the day before but a large silvery phoenix. Harry heard Remus gasp as the phoenix sang a soft note and Harry thought again EXPECTO PATRONUM and out sprang the familiar form of his stag, Prongs. Harry guided both Patronesses around the room for several moments before allowing them to dissipate. Turning to Jack he asked, "Seen enough?"

Jack nodded but did not look even a bit impressed, "Yes I've seen enough. Now I understand you have some wands you want me to look at to see if they will work."

Harry let out a long breath and reached for his bag, "Yes. I have two with me for you to look at." At Remus' look Harry told him, "I don't want mum's wand used." Remus nodded as Harry handed over his fathers and Dumbledore's wands.

With a satisfied sound Jack took them, "Ahh…Old Olivander's work. I'd recognize it anywhere. Too bad about him." Jack began to perform the same tests on the two wands. As he worked with Harry's father's wand he muttered to himself.

Remus realizing that Jack was completely absorbed in his work motioned for Harry to join him, "What the hell was that Harry?"

Harry had never seen Remus look this worried, "You mean with the phoenix? I don't know. I was thinking about Dumbledore and trying to make him proud, trying to show off a bit, I guess and that's what came out. It was the same thing with the stag, I was hoping that somehow mum and dad were watching and they would be proud as well."

"Harry you and I must talk, tonight. We need to discuss this increase in your powers." Remus took a deep breath, "You and I should stay in while the others go and eat. And if it's alright I'd like Bill to sit in on our discussion."

Confused, Harry nodded, "Alright, if you think its best."

Jack spoke up, "If you two are done I'd like you to put your hands on some of these wood choices, Potter."

Harry looked over and noticed there were several rectangular pieces of wood laid out on the counter. Jack picked one up and handed it to him, "This one is mahogany like your dads." Harry turned the wood over in his hands but felt nothing. Realizing this, Jack took it away from him and handed him another, "This one is cherry like Dumbledore's." Harry and Jack repeated the process of Jack handing Harry pieces of wood for a few seconds then snatching them away when he didn't get the response he was looking for. They came to the last piece of wood and Jack was muttering furiously, "I can't believe it. No one ever needs a wand out of this. It's too strong."

Jack handed Harry the last piece of wood saying, "Well this is it. The last of the wood I have. It's mesquite. It's a hardwood found in Texas more of a brush really. Makes a great steak though. Anyway, wands are almost never made of mesquite. They are too hard to control." As soon as the piece of wood settled into Harry's hand he felt the power from the wood. Harry looked up and saw the first grin on Jack's face, "Nice job Potter. I should have known it would take the strongest wood for you." Jack snatched the wood back out of his hand, "You can let your girlfriend know you're done. It will take me a few days to craft it. I'm still not sure I'll use these two wand cores but I'd like to keep them if I may so I can use them if need."

Harry nodded and let Ginny know they were finished. The group seemed to have been close by because in no time at all they were all moving into the shop laughing at something Ron had said. Ginny sensed Harry was tired and moved next to him taking his hand. Harry leaned over to kiss her temple and breathed in her flowery scent. He immediately felt better. As they made their way out the door, Harry felt Jack push his way into Harry's thoughts, "You'd better keep a firm grip on that one Potter. You'll not find another like her." Harry was startled at the ease with which Jack seemed to have been able to invade his thoughts but nodded all the same and continued out the door.