The trio walked out of the bank, as they descended the steps Harry glanced up to the sky and realized how late it had truly become. "We have only a few hours before we have to get back to the school."

"Harry why me?" Neville asked

As they all started walking Harry considered how to answer.

"Neville, right now we had no need to, but the man you will become, he is someone I want to have at my side through this war. When we were… On the other side my father told me that the Longbottom's and Potter's have stood side by side for over a thousand years. That when a potter is wounded the Longbottom's would be a shield and that when a Longbottom was the threatened the Potter's would attack before the threat was finished. I haven't been holding up my end of the bargain, while you have. It's time that changed you where the ring Lord Longbottom is the alliance going to falter under our headship?"

Neville considered what he heard as he was walking conflicted as to how he was going to handle this. Part of him wanted to forgive immediately, but he knew that there was more than that to this. While he was considering he looked around and realized he had been led down Knockturn Alley.

"Wait, where are we going?"

Hemione chimed in "Wand shop"

"Why not Ollivanders?" Neville asked

"He reports to Dumbledore." Harry grunted "Besides we are here."

Opening the door and walking into a dark and dusty shop, Harry felt the potent ambient magic throughout the shop. Quickly whipping around and pointing his wand directly at the man he felt coming up behind them. "Why are you creeping up on us?"

"It amuses me to make people jump. Especially the snotty lords that come through while looking down on me whilst still wanting a custom wand. I don't me a harm. Can you please remove your wand from my forehead?"

Harry lowered his wand but didn't stow it away as common curtesy dictates. "We are here for 3 custom made wands and we need them today and I am willing to pay to have it done quickly. Silence is a must"

"Well, my name is Balric thank you for asking. It will be hard to get 3 done today but I should be able just mean I will have to use more magic than normal. It won't lower the quality just means they will be compatible to me as well as you. Though all of Olllivander's wands are done almost entirely with magic it is one of the reasons he can preform magic through almost any wand he has created. Let's go get started." With that he locked the door and turned to lead them into the back of the shop, where the front was dingy and dusty, the back was bright and immaculately clean. Hundreds of wooden blocks lined two of the walls of all type and shapes. The ingredient shelves were completely filled with more things than they could even considered existing. Harry could feel the potent wards that wrapped them and how dangerous the wards were was impressively made. "So, each of you are going to cast set of spells wandlessly and before you start bitching these are designed to be cast wandlessly. The first is designed to summon the wood for your wand. The second will summon your core. The third will summon the gem focusing agent. The fourth is the hardest it blindest part of your magic to the wand, it helps the wand accept you, the only other way is to cast low powered spells until the bond is formed. So who is going to go first?"

The three shuffled for a second before Neville steeled himself and stepped forward and nearly immediately regrated it.

Balric smiled and lowered the wards around his supplies "So, the spell that will summon your wood is Habet virtus deferrent lignachant it 3 times while pushing you magic into your palm. Take a moment to bring your self to peace it makes it easier."

Neville took a breath and felt all the emotions overwhelm him, but he started to realize just how far he had come today alone. He knew that normally he never would have done any of this but somehow Harry convinced him. He knew he couldn't go back to how things were, he had his strength he had claimed headship he could do this too. "Habet virtus deferrent ligna, Habet virtus deferrent ligna, Habet virtus deferrent ligna" One wood from the very bottom of the pile pulled away Balric look very intrigued but held his comment he could tell that this was a challenge for the young man.

"The next spell goes as this virtus animae meae, quod tractamus invenireit will bring the core that suits you the best." Harry spoke up "What happens if it pulls more than one?" Balric smiled "That happens every so often, it generally mean you have more power than one core can handle."

"virtus animae meae, quod tractamus invenire, virtus animae meae, quod tractamus invenire, virtus animae meae, quod tractamus invenire"

Two small jars appeared beside the wood. Neville looked truly astonished, but all could see how proud he was at the results. Balric seemed excited at the prospect of making this wand. "The next piece is the easiest one, it goes Et lapis urget invaluerit" Neville didn't even hesitate this time "Et lapis urget invaluerit, Et lapis urget invaluerit, Et lapis urget invaluerit" A small ready stone appeared Balric was practically dancing with excitement now "This is going to be fun, I truly hope that you both are as interesting as this young man. He has some of the of the most interesting components that I have ever acquired. Now I will warn you that those will not be cheap in the anyway shape or form. Harry smiled "Don't worry we can afford it." Balric nodded "Than the last bit goes as this, Alligabis verba mea potestate haec faciam mihi mundus per magicae. Know this, it will be the hardest part it will drain part of you core into the objects but you will recover. They will be yours and a flash of smoke will appear for all to see."

Neville set his shoulders and seemed to re-center himself before raising his hand "Alligabis verba mea potestate haec faciam mihi mundus per magicae, Alligabis verba mea potestate haec faciam mihi mundus per magicae, Alligabis verba mea potestate haec faciam mihi mundus per magicae." With the final word said the flash of smoke appeared almost pure white save for a few ribbons of grey tinting the center. Balric nodded "I assumed as much, the smoke you make is a reflection of the type of wizard you are majority are just like you. White smoke equals a lighter wizard, the grey shows that if pushed you are capable of danger and darkness. I did not tell you this at the start but if you had produced black smoke I would have killed you where you stand. Very few are truly capable of black smoke. The last to do so killed my brother when he refused her. So you can rest easier knowing it was not my families creation that did the terrible deed to your parents Lord Longbottom."

All three tensed "How is it you know us?" Harry spoke

"You are the most famous young wizard in England Lord Potter, and I went to school with your parents. You both look like your parents; Lord Longbottom looks like a healthy mixture of both especially with the baby fat you mother lost hers half way through her 4th year. You Lord Potter look just like your father when he got older and started to see the true cost of the war. Though your eyes have all the fire of Lily's when she was angry at James, it was amazing watching her destroy him, but enough of the past you both need to get you ingredients so we can get this done today."

Both the boys were very pensive thinking of what was said. So Hermione stepped up and started casting the spells of summoning and binding. She easily collected the wood type which Balric seemed very interested in, when she summoned the core it yanked Harry out with thoughts by his hair literally. A tuft of Harry's hair landed of the pile along with the 3 other ingredients. Balric's eyed widened "Soul Bonded? That would have been good to know."

"How did you know that?" Hermione questioned

"Well, the only time a piece of another witch or wizard can be used as a core is if the they share a soul bond. I have never had it happen but it has happened to one of my predecessors."

"Are they really that uncommon?"

"Very mainly because they only happen to those who are favored or hated by Fate. Usually to those who have a great deal of work to do. The last conformed bond was during the Grindelwald War. Please continue though otherwise you wont get your wand until tomorrow."

Hermione quickly went through the last few parts, revealing her smoke they saw a large cloud of light grey smoke with just streaks of white.

Now it was Harry's turn. He raised his hand and started the chanting only for two woods to appear much to everyone surprise. "I have never heard of a wand using two woods." Balric stated dumbly Raising an eyebrow Harry asked "Can you do it?" "I guess we will find out"

Harry humph "I really do make people just wing it."

Hermione snorted

Raising his hand again "virtus animae meae, quod tractamus invenire, virtus animae meae, quod tractamus invenire, virtus animae meae, quod tractamus invenire" A flash of flame appeared, letting a feather, wrapped with a bloody red cord, 2 pieces of Hermione's distinctive hair, a tuft of fur and 2 pieces of blonde hair remained. Balric looked shocked, "Cores, more"

Harry just went on to the next calling forth a gem which left a small black stone

Harry cast the final chant causing a great pure grey cloud which proved to all he was no longer a light wizard he had seen to much and done too much.

"How long will it take you to finish?"

"Two hours."

"Fine, lets go."