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"Speaking"

Thoughts

'Leglimency/Telepathy'

"Spells"

"Foreign Languages"

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Xander groaned as he woke up. He felt like he had gotten the best nights sleep of his life. His body didn't ache and his mind felt clearer than he ever remembered it being before.

"Hold on Mr. Harris." A calm voice said as a hand was laid on his shoulder. "Take your time."

Xander blinked as he took in the man in front of him. Some sense told Xander that the man was a wizard. He was several inches shorter than Xander with messy brown hair brown eyes set behind a thin silver-rimmed glasses. He wore clothes similar to what a common Doctor would. Brown slacks, brown leather shoes, a lab coat and a tie. Xander blinked as the stripes on the tie slid up and down.

"Where am I?" Xander asked, brows furrowed.

"You are in the secure wing of St. Brenden's Hospital." The man said. "I am Healer Artemis Beagle. You were transferred here after you were discovered in a No-Maj hospital when your magic begun to grow out of control."

Xander smacked his lips.

"Water please." He said causing Healer Beagle to hold a metal cup to his lips.

The water that flowed down his throat was cool and refreshing. It was also the best water he had ever tasted. Laying back Xander eyed the man in a suit standing by the door. He was fairly tall with blue eyes, short cut silver hair and slightly beak-like nose. The man in the suit cleared his throat.

"Good afternoon Mr. Harris. I am Agent Michael Steele with the American Department of Magic." The man introduced himself. "I liaison with the DMP."

"DMP?" Xander asked.

"Department of Magical Phenomenon." Steele explained patiently. "It was they who sensed your magic. There was a surge of Deity-level power two days ago north of Los Angeles. You wouldn't know anything about that would you?"

Xander winced.

"Yes." Xander replied. "Before Halloween I was under a curse so I was basically a squib."

Xander sighed.

"A Chaos Mage, a worshiper of Janus, cast a spell over my hometown and turned everyone into their costume." Xander continued. "I dressed as a wizard and due to the interference of the Norse God Loki I became my father, who was his follower, for the night. Janus broke the curse on my magic so I am now a wizard."

Healer Beagle frowned and started casting several diagnostic spells on him.

"We have not been able to scan you before now as your magic and body have been in flux. I can detect the fading remnants of a curse upon your magical core. The curse is intriguing. Ghastly but intriguing. And broken by divine intervention." Healer Beagle said his eyes lit up in excitement. "I don't suppose you have any information on the curse?"

Xander stared at him hard.

"I can give you the information if you swear not to share it." Xander said before holding up his hand when the Healer started to object. "Healer Beagle this is a Black Family curse, Black Family magic, and I don't want it getting around. It could do a lot of harm."

Healer Beagle nodded reluctantly. Even in America Family Magic was respected and it was taboo to try and force a family to talk about it. Outside of Law Enforcement if someone pushed they could be fined or jailed.

"I can agree to that." Healer Beagle said.

"I will as well." Agent Steele offered.

Xander waited until they swore their vows before he told them what he knew about the curse. He left out the incantation though. He might trust a magical vow to an extent but there were ways of finding some wiggle room. He told them how it had suppressed his mother's magical core and his own and how it had blocked some of his DNA.

"Do you remember the name of this Chaos Mage?" Agent Steele asked, leaning forward.

"Ethan Rayne." Xander answered. "He's British."

Agent Steele whispered as he waved his wand. Xander recognized the spell a second before a silvery lynx appeared beside the Agent. The Patronus Charm. Used to repel Dementors and Lethifolds and sometimes used to send messages. Agent Steele whispered to it before it ran out of the room in a silver streak.

"You've gone through some changes since you were brought in." Healer Beagle said.

"Changes?" Xander asked.

Healer Beagle waved his wand, conjuring a full length standing mirror. Sliding out of the bed Xander stumbled a bit before straightening. He looked different in some ways. He was taller by a couple of inches, his shoulders slightly broader and his muscles had filled out some.

My face! Xander thought, poking it.

His eyes were now grey like his father but darker in color, more of a gunmetal grey. His face had taken on a more aristocratic look while his nose was a little thinner and his fingers slightly longer. His hair had grown out and it was now slightly wavy. Running his hand through it he grimaced.

"I need a haircut." He said causing Agent Steele to chuckle.

"According to my scans you have grown two and a quarter inches since your coma began and you have put on twenty pounds of muscle." Healer Beagle informed him. "Your physical strength is about three times normal, your stamina has increased along with your speed, reflexes and senses. You have also manifested a very interesting self-healing ability that has fixed up several old injuries that never fully healed. I'm not sure why this happened."

Xander rubbed his chin in thought. Before a shocking thought came to his mind. Could it be?

"I have been possessed before." Xander said grudgingly, getting their attention.

"How did it happen?" Healer Beagle asked. Agent Steele's face had taken on a serious expression.

"A local zoo keeper brought in some special hyenas from Africa after discovering an Empowerment ritual. I was possessed by a Primal Spirit along with several others." Xander said frowning. "I did some things I am not proud of but my friends came through and helped me. The zoo keeper was killed when he fell into the hyena pit. They ripped him apart."

"We're going to need to sit down and talk about your time on Tiamat's Maw." Agent Steele told him. "None of this was reported by Richard Wilkins."

"He reports to the ADOM?" Xander asked in surprise.

"Yes." Agent Steele replied. "He is an Agent who volunteered to watch over the Maw."

Xander shivered.

"It wouldn't be my favorite assignment." Xander said.

"Nor mine." Agent Steele smiled.

"Perhaps." Healer Beagle mused bringing their attention to him. "Perhaps your magic took the remnants of the possession and used it to enhance your body. You show no signs of possession when I scan you."

Xander sighed in relief. His actions while possessed were not things he was proud of.

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Caprith Alley was a wide street with tall buildings named after Charles Caprith the original architect of the American Department of Magic building. The Alley appeared larger than Diagon Alley and a lot cleaner as well. It made sense since it had only been there since it had only been there since the late 1800s. Instead of cobbled stone the street was paved like any other street in America. In fact if not for what the shops were selling you would think that it was any other street you could walk down. It also appeared that very few American witches and wizards wore robes. They saw several men and women wearing business suits and teens walking around wearing normal clothes.

"Wow." Xander said as he saw several people flying to the air on brooms and magic carpets.

The street stretched a ways before leading into a huge square with an ornate gold and marble fountain in the middle surrounded by stone benches. The fountain depicted a large golden globe with a wizard standing above it his wand extended. Instead of sparks shooting out it fired multicolored streams of water. The wizard was actually Christopher Columbus who had been a wizard.

Another difference between Diagon Alley and Caprith was the vegetation. Every few meters there were trees and large pots of different exotic flowers or patches of grass. The Alley branched off into several side streets containing many shops and stores. It also contained several parks for relaxation, cafés, bakeries, butchers and restaurants.

Dominating one side of the square was a large black marble building, obviously Thasura Bank. Above the door stood a solid gold statue of a dwarf fully decked out in armor, holding an ax in his right hand while his left held a shield.

The dwarves looked pretty much how Xander had imagined them. They all had thick, bushy beards but many wore business suits instead armor like in fantasy stories or movies. Only what appeared to be guards wore armor. Xander was happily surprised to see the slightly modern look of the interior. They actually had working electric lights, even if they were slightly dated. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling which had an ancient battle painted on it. On it armored dwarves fought against monstrous being known as Orcs. While a great black dragon flew behind them.

"Yes?" The teller drawled in a deep voice as Xander and his mother stepped to the front of the line. "How can I help you?"

"Hello. I was informed that my father opened a vault for me here." Xander said, handing him a letter.

Nodding the dwarf pulled it closer to his face to read it.

"You'll want Roran Stonebreaker's office." The dwarf said handing back his letter before pointing. "Down the hall. His office is the twelfth on the left side."

"Thank you." Xander said.

"Of course." The teller nodded. "Have a good day young one."

The hallways were made of the same black marble as the rest of the bank. Several paintings and murals hung on the walls along with brightly glowing globular lights. The largest painting was actually animated and showed a battle between dwarves and goblins. Witches and wizards appeared several times working for both sides, mercenaries probably.

Third Dwarf-Goblin War- Battle of Gìrtana circa 1756.

"Enter." A deep voice barked when Xander hesitantly knocked on the door.

The inside of the office was fairly good sized due the expansion charm Xander sensed on the walls. It appeared to be just like any other office he saw on tv with bookshelves, a large desk and two chairs sitting in front of it. The difference was the large crystal chandelier hanging down from the ceiling and the various weapons hanging up. The large dwarf sitting behind the desk was also a big difference. The dwarf's dark brown hair was beginning to gray and his slate gray eyes looked at him from behind a pair of square golden spectacles. Xander noticed that while his hands were bigger than Xander's his fingers were stumpier and fatter.

"Welcome to Thasura Bank." The dwarf said standing up and shaking his hand. "My name is Roran Stonebreaker."

"Alexander Harris, soon to be Black." Xander said. "I was told that my father had an account created for me."

Xander handed him the memo.

"Everything looks to be in order." Roran said with a grunt. He picked up an attachment to his computer. It looked almost like a fingerprint reader. "I'll need you place the thumb of your dominate hand on this stick. It will record your fingerprint, magical signature and take a blood sample. You needn't worry about infections or your blood being used for nefarious purposes. It is used to adjust the wards of your vault to you and your descendants before the information is stored in our records and the sample is destroyed."

"Alright." Xander said. Placing his thumb on the plate he felt a brief prick before it flashed blue twice and the computer hummed.

"Very good." Roran said with a satisfied nod.

The humming of the computer grew louder before several sheets of paper appeared in a box beside it. The dwarf read over them quickly nodding while he did so.

"On July 7th this year the sum of one hundred twenty-six thousand, seven hundred and seventy-five galleons was transferred over from Gringotts Diagon Alley along with various artifacts. A new temporary vault, number 1324, was established in your name. We need to know what you wish to do with your new wealth." Roran said, peering at him over his spectacles. "Would you like to convert it to American currency, save some of the galleons or leave it as it is? Or do wish to transfer your wealth to a Gringotts or The Magical Trust? Thasura offers the competitive interest rate of 2.5% yearly interest unlike Gringotts which usually offers 1.5% or the human bank Magical Trust which offers 1.9%."

Roran pulled out a pamphlet with a chart.

"These are our conversions rates." He said stabbing a finger at it.

Xander looked it over thinking.

"I would like to save a thousand galleons while converting the rest to American currency to store here." Xander said.

Roran nodded with a satisfied grunt.

"Very good sir." He said before he started typing to the computer. A minute later it hummed before he turned back to Xander. "The new balance of your vault will be worth sixty-two thousand, eight hundred and eighty-eight Franklins."

"Excuse me but what is a Franklin?" Xander asked.

"Thasura in America mints slightly different coins." Roran said pulling out his own money pouch. He pulled out a gold, silver and bronze coin and slid them over for Xander to look at. "Instead of galleons like Gringotts in other countries we use Franklin's. The face has Benjamin Franklin, the first magical president while the back has the crest of the bank which minted it."

Indeed the front had a picture of Franklin's head with the date it was minted. On the back was the crest of the bank. The coin appeared to be made entirely of gold and was the size of a fifty cent piece.

"The silver coins are called Washington's. The front has a picture of George Washington while our copper coins are minted with the picture of Abraham Lincoln. The current exchange rate for the Franklin to US dollars is $98.60, $5.80 for Washington's and .20¢ for Lincoln's. All three rates are quite steady."

Xander whistled. Roran grinned.

"Yes quite a nice little nest egg and you can increase it if you wish to invest some of your money. We do offer several investment packages or you can even choose your own." Roran informed him. "You can choose to have your own broker or have them setup to be monitored by one of our stock traders here at the bank."

"I will have to think about it." Xander said accepting several pamphlets before asking, "Is there anyway we can get his money but not have to visit the vault?"

Roran nodded with a smile.

"Of course, I'm glad you asked. We have four options." Roran answered, pulling out a pamphlet. "We have a leather pouch that can be connected to your vault to retrieve magical currency, a wallet for Common world currency, a checkbook and a card that works like a debit card that are accepted in both worlds. When using them you are charged one Lincoln per transaction over twenty-five but under one hundred US dollars or one Franklin, seven Lincolns. For transactions over that but under a thousand US dollars or ten Franklin's, 2 Washington's and twelve Lincolns your account is charged ten Lincolns. For any transaction over one thousand US dollars you are account is charged four Washington's and nine Lincolns. All of the options have top-notch security spells so they can only be used by you and those you trust. If they are ever stolen they will appear in your vault. It is also possible, if you desire, to have an account from the Common world bank connected to your vault."

"I'll take one of each." Xander said. After the dwarf offered him the choice of a custom debit card Xander decided on a emerald green background with a golden dragon breathing flames. It was enchanted to move but it would be still in the presence of a muggle. Xander shook his head. No a No-Maj.

"How would go about having the income deposits from a property transferred to Thasura from Gringotts New York?" Xander asked.

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Koran's Custom Wands was a tall, thin building. Stepping inside you wouldn't know that however. It was quite a bit larger inside and Xander felt a power in the air that caused the hairs on his arms to stand up and a small shiver to go down his spine. A woman with short, thick black hair, darkly tanned skin and strange, golden eyes stepped out of the back. Xander saw that she was wearing tight brown leather pants and a loose, flowing white blouse with a deer skin vest over it. A leather beaded headband hugged her forehead. He thought she might be Native American or at least of Native American descent.

"Welcome to Koran's Custom Wands." The woman said with a smile. "I am Anita Koran owner of this shop. Feel free to call me by my given name."

She paused to look at them before she turned to Xander and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Well I do believe that you are the customer I have been waiting for today. Hmm. This is your first wand, very good." She said, waving her hands animatedly. "A custom wand is the best in my opinion since it is bonded closer to the user than those sold by a Wand Maker."

Reaching under the counter in front of her she pulled out a cardboard box.

"Inside is a magical repository. It will absorb some of your magic and use it to identify the components for your wand." Anita explained. "You will need to open it so as not to contaminate the results before holding the orb."

Xander opened the box which was covered by a brief flash of light. The orb inside was made of clear glass and was about the size of a large bouncy ball. He felt a small suction on his magical core before the orb lit up. Three beams of light quickly flew towards the back. Anita's eyes lit up with interest.

"Very good." She smiled. "Please wait while I gather your wand components."

A couple of minutes later she came back holding a silver tray with three items placed on it and a giddy smile on her face. A long piece of what looked like bone, a long, tan and dark brown patterned feather and a thin emerald shard.

"This is very exciting sir." Anita said, bouncing up and down slightly. "Your wand will not be made from wood but Wyvren bone!"

"Whoa." Xander blinked. His wand was going to be part of a real Wyvren, cousin of the dragon. "Cool!"

"Any part of a dragon is highly magical and the same can be said of a Wyvren. Wyvren bones have their main use in boosting warding, offensive magic, and rituals. They are extremely durable and hard to break." Anita informed the pair. She ran her fingers around the edges of the tray, eyeing all the while before looking up.

"It will take me two hours to finish." Anita told them. "I recommend that you finish any other shopping you need to do."

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After going out to purchase some new clothes that would fit him and a pair of dragon hide boots Xander had to indulge in he returned to Koran's shop eager to have his own wand. He remembered the feel of his father holding his wand and desperately wanted to feel it for himself.

"Ah welcome back." Anita grinned at him, flashing pearly white teeth. "Your wand has just finished settling. I will go and retrieve it."

Walking into the back she carried back a tray with a silk cloth over it. She laid the tray on the counter before removing the cloth with a flourish allowing him to see his wand for the first time.

The wand was a light smoky grayish color, around a foot long and highly polished. It was a little thinner than a nickel near the handle but got slightly thinner towards the tip. The emerald appeared to make up the tip of the wand. The grip was slightly wider than the rest of the wand and had rearing Griffins carved into for aesthetic purposes and to allow for a better grip. On the end was a round ball carved to resemble a socket joint.

"Twelve and a half inches, Wyvren bone with a Griffin Feather core and an emerald focus gem. It has runes engraved in it to help keep it clean and promote a smooth, even transfer of power." Anita announced. "A powerful wand best suited for Warding, Transfiguration and Combat magic but will be able to cast all of them quite well. Griffin's are fierce and loyal, but deadly when angered or provoked. They are also stubborn and will fight, completely ignoring their own wounds, to their death if what they protect is threatened. The wand is inscribed with unbreakable runes so it should hold up to nearly anything. Go ahead and pick it up."

Xander breathed in before cautiously picking up the wand. Immediately he could feel it connect to something in his middle. A feeling of rightness and completeness came over him before he swished it with a grin causing a large shower of light blue, silver and green sparks to erupt from the tip. It was as if some part of him had always been missing and he had just found it. Xander hugged the wand to his chest Anita clapped with a grin.

"Very nice." Anita almost purred. "Would you like any accessories with your wand? I would recommend a maintenance kit at least. It will help it to function as well as it does now in the future."

Xander decided on grabbing the Maintenance Kit(which came with polish and a special silk rag), a book titled Take Care of Your Wand and It Will Take Care of You, and a leather holster that attached to his belt and had a muggle-aversion charm on it so he could wear it and no one would say anything about it unless it was pointed out to them. He liked it especially because it reminded him of having a gun holster hung on his hip like in a Western.

"Wands that aren't taken care of can cause mistakes with spells, develop cracks, backfires or even explode." Anita told him gravely. "Wands are a weapon and a tool and like any other they need to be taken proper care of. With proper care a wand will always give better results than one that is neglected. You carry a piece of my art young man, take care of it."

"Yes ma'am." Xander said. "I promise to take care of it."

"Very good." Anita grinned. "Your total is fourteen Franklins, ten Washingtons and ten Lincolns or $1,440.40. Would you like to pay with common, magical, debit card or check?"

"Debit card please." Xander said handing her the card. He watched as she ran the card over a flat piece of stone. The card flashed twice before disappearing. Xander watched as a record of it appeared in the ledger of his checkbook.

"If you have any problems with your wand feel free to stop in." Anita offered. "I am open every week day until five-thirty pm and until seven-thirty pm on the weekends."

"Thanks." Xander said, sliding his wand into his holster and shaking her hand.

The End.

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A/N: Chapter number 2 and in the same day. I actually chopped Chapter 1 in half since I felt it was better. I have already started Chapter 3 of this story but can't promise when it will be added.