There were thousends and thousands of wandmaterials listed in the cataloge from which you can compose your wand. All with their own characteristics, powers and other important matters stated. Also included was a 'what wand fits you most' test. and a short list of most populair wands.
The Dark Lord decided to do the test. He picked up his quill from the table left of his armchair and started to fill in the form.
Whats your Birthdate? 31 december 1924
Did you had a magical education? Yes
If so, what classes was your best? Potions, Charms,
And what classes were your worst? Muggle Studies, Defense against the Dark Arts
If you were an animagus what animal would you be? Snake
What is your biggest fear? Death
Name three spells you use often? Crucio, Avada Kedavra, Expelliarmus.
Do you have any special skills? Yes, Parseltongue
Who/what do you hate the most? Muggles, The ministry of magic.
When he finished the test the letters bagan to form below. While he read trough it the form slowly cleared itself.
Your perfect wand would be: Blackthorn 13,5 inch, Feng Huang tail feather.
Your a very powerful wizard. You have a lot of trust in yourself and your skills, so much that you hardly can't rely on the skills of others. Leadership you have too, although your have a quite uncommon way of leading. Your unpredictable, atractive in a special way, and your actions go always paired with comfidence. Blackthorn will underline this powerful features. The tail feather of Feng Huang, the Chineese phoenix resembles and underlines your ideal of imortallity and power and your habbit to destruct anything that lies in withhold you from succeeding.
For a moment The Dark Lord thought back at the moment he got his first wand rom Olivander's. It had been Yew, 13.5 inch with a core of Phoenix tail feather. "Remarkable" he thought, "yes, very weird. 13.5 inch, Chineese phoenix tail feather. Hasn't that damn test made a mistake?"
After a moment of thinking Lord Voldemort decided to do the test again. When he answered all questions the letters formed again their description.
I told you before, Your perfect wand would be: Blackthorn 13,5 inch, Feng Huang tail feather.
Your a very powerful wizard. You have a lot of trust in yourself and your skills, so much that you hardly can't rely on the skills of others. Leadership you have too, although your have a quite uncommon way of leading. Your unpredictable, atractive in a special way, and your actions go always paired with comfidence. Blackthorn will underline this powerful features. The tail feather of Feng Huang, the Chineese phoenix resembles and underlines your ideal of imortallity and power and your habbit to destruct anything that lies in withhold you from succeeding.
"So, the dammit thing has a memory" The Dark Lord concluded. "Well, if that is really my perfect wand," he thought.
Suddenly something lit up in his thoughts. "The tail feather of a phoenix is gold, a gold feather. GoldFeather probaby has such a wand core too... But they are rare! Who could have such an extremely strong wand like his own is?" The Dark Lord wondered.
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Harry was sittting in the Owlery while doing his Defense homework when Draco came in. The pureblood saw the raven haired boy there sitting in a corner and decided to chat with him before sending his letters to his parrents.
"Hi Potter", Draco said. Harry looked up from his homework and said. "Hi Malfoy. Could you please adress me by my first name?" Draco nodded. "If you do too" he said. "ok" Harry nodded. "Anyway, why are you working in the Owlery?" Draco asked.
"Cause I hate Gryffindor tower."
"Why?"
"Too noisy."
"Then go to the Library."
"Hate the library."
"Why?"
"too much Granger there."
"Understandable." Draco said. "But why the Owlery? There are lots of empty places in the castle." "I know, but I like the companionship of the owls" Harry said. "Why?" Draco asked. "they'r cute" Harry replied. "Not waiting for a mail eh?" Draco asked.
"Hate mail."
"Why?"
"Too much."
"From whom?"
"from everyone."
"Really Harry?I barely see you recieving any owl at breakfast"
At that moment an yellowish owl flew in "Look at that!" Draco laughed "strange collor though" The owl hipped in front of Harry. "Ok, ok, I detach it" Harry muttered while detaching the letter.
"Fucking hell" Harry said after reading the short letter.
"What?" "Sir Potter,"He read aloud "The headmaster want to have a word with you. Please come to his office at tueseday after lunch. The password is 'Lemon Drop'".
"Eww, what have you done?" Draco grinned "Rizen" Harry answered with a sneaky smirk.
"Nice. please tell me"
"Well, you remembered our first lesson?"
"Sure he needed to talk with you afterwards, I remember"
"Yea true. He wanted to educate me extra defense"
"ewww help"
"Indeed, I told him i missed my first charm class if I stay any longer"
"But you agreed then"
"Yes, unfortunitly. And after that I met him here and I had some hard words with him" Harry said "Ooh what did you said?" Draco asked interested. "Well, I said that I do not want to be the fucking potter, and that I hated all his special attention, and I mentioned something on Voldemort" Harry said dryly
Draco looked at him, quite shocked "you did it again, didn't you?" "Yeah, but just to whimp him off" Harry smirked. "And when I got that defense lesson, I had another hard word with him, and afterwards I left" Draco thought for a moment. "and now you're affraid he talked about it with Dumbles."
"With who" Harry asked "Dumbles, as I call him, the headmaster" Draco explained. "Father always called him that, but he has nastier names for him" Harry smirked "tell"
"Father calls him Dublewhore if he's really mad at him. He hates him" Draco said smirking. Harry couldn't stop laughing "Dumblewhore!" he yelled. "Shhhhh" Draco said warningly, "I hear someone is comming"
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Lucius Malfoy was walking towards the Slytherin Common room. He needed to have a word with his son. "Crabbe" he asked when he saw the boy walking in his direction. "Mr Malfoy, what are you doing here?" the boy asked. "I'm visiting my son, any idea where he might be?" The boy thought for a moment. "Sir, he was heading to the Owlery with some letters" the boy said. "He probably might be heading back to the dungeons already". "Thank you Crabbe" the elder Malfoy said while turning around to head for the Owlery.
When he arived there he saw in ashtonishment that his son was chatting with... no less than Harry Potter. "Father!" the young Malfoy called. "what are you doing here?" "I need to have a word with you, my son. private" Draco nodded. "No need to talk privatly, dad" he said. "Harry is at our side, isn't It Harry?" The elder Malfoy eyed the famous boy suspicious. "I just have my questions on the demonization of, as you say 'The Dark Lord' Draco". Harry said politically "I can underand your fathers distrust in The-Boy-who-have-to-but-do-not-want-to-save-the-word-from-so-called-evil." Draco nodded while Harry continued. "It doesn't matter me if you want to talk privatly with you father or not, that is clearly understanable for me, since I am currently still neutral when it comes to my opinions about volde- - sorry"
Harry put down his head when he saw the Elder Malfoy looking at him in shock. "Sorry, Sir, I didn't meant to upset you" Harry muttered. "Please Father" Draco asked softly "Please excuse him, He's not used to it." The Elder Malfoy nodded thoughtfully. "Understandable" he said. "Anyway, Draco, I will not be at the Manor until christmas"
"Why not, Father?"
"I have to do some business"
"for whom?"
"Cannot say, my son"
"I see. So you want me to take care of the Mansion?"
"Yes. Use your portkey. Oh and anyway, only Aquilus will be able to find me"
"Understand"
"Send me all letters adress to me ok?"
"Yes Father"
"The House Elfs will take care of incomming owls".
"I see"
"Use Two-way mirror if you need to speak to me"
"I will, Father."
"Do you plan to come home at Christmass?"
"Yes Father, Can I invite someone?"
"Who?"
"Harry"
"If you wish."
"If he wants"
"Ask him"
"Now?"
"yes"
"What do you think about it?" Draco asked Harry "W-what?" Harry asked not having followed any word of past conversation. "Want to stay with me at christmass holyday?" Draco asked. "Are you serious?" Harry asked. Draco nodded. "Well, I've got only Hogwarts to stay on since my uncle and aunt don't want to me to have around" Harry said wryly. "So yes, If your parrents agrees, I would be glad to be invited" Draco looked at his Father, "We agree" Lucius replied. "Thank you Father" Draco said. "Anyway, I have to leave" Lucius said. "Draco, take care of things, remember?" Draco nodded. "Be back" he whispered towards Harry who went back at his homework. Draco accompanied his father to the exit of the owlery. "Is there anything you hid for me?" he asked when they were out of Harry's hearing range. "OUr Lord lives" the Elder Malfoy said. "Don't tell anyone." Draco nodded. "You have to do something for Our Lord?" Draco informed. "Yes" The Elder Malfoy confirmed. "And he wants you to find out who symphatizes him within Hogwarts. " Draco stared at his father. "Our Lord gave me a mission?" he said in ashtonishment. "And I'm not even initiated as being his servant." Mr Malfoy nodded. "Yes, and still he wants you to do this mission. You have to report your findings to me however." Draco nodded. "Understand Father. I will do as good as I can and to the best of my abillities, I wil not fail or do anything stupid" Draco said. "Now, go back at Harry. I need to have a word with Dumblewhore" the Elder Malfoy said. "I'll hear from you". "Take care then Father" Draco said before walking back at the Owlery.
