Mr. Ollivander is a kind and thoughtful man to those who came into his shop. Then again, he is always kind. He held no prejudice or hard feeling to anyone, no matter what was their heritage or blood.
Of course it would safe to say not many would say the same. He was a wandmaker and he is still one to this day. His family, existed long ago and created many wands before him. Some of them had their master, while some still waiting. Although there is one wand that he believe would never have there master.
One of his ancestors had created a wand under the word of Merlin to create a wand that would help Britain in the time of need. The wand was unique. The wand was powerful. While it wasn't as powerful as the fable elder wand, it was still powerful, seeing it was create by both his ancestor and the greatest wizard of all time. Well one of them.
As he clean a bit of his store, said wand glow a small radiant. The unique thing about the wand, that it was created to choose it's wielder. Just like Caliburn. It would glow once the chosen wielder had arrived.
Mr. Ollivander saw the shine and look at front. Two children. One was a girl with jet black hair green eyes while the other was a boy with red hair and ember gold eyes.
Which one did the wand chose?
Now, the only way to know was to test. After all, the wand choose the wizard.
Shirou once met with Mr. Ollivander and his wife when they came to the Leaky Cauldron for lunch once in awhile. They were sweet old couple with enough experience in the magical world that he learnt from. Apart from Tom that is. Whenever they came to the pub, Mrs. Ollivander would asked if he was around and if he is, she would asked to meet him
Apparently, the old couple lost their only child during Voldemort's War and which left them devastated, especially to the old woman. Mr. Ollivander would tried and cheered his wife up while he himself grief as well but when Shirou came, the old woman would sometimes spoiled him with Mr. Ollivander only gave him a silent thank you.
He didn't mind. If this help him for reaching his ideal, then he would help. Though, spoiling him rotten wouldn't be the first time he had it. The Fugimaru Sindiket was like a family to him as well. He doesn't care nor discriminate on what they do half the time, while he work on their machines and vehicles. And the people in them care for the boy as well, once upon a time.
Like Taiga was their bright star, Shirou was their shining light.
And right now, he is about to get his wand from the man he wouldn't mind calling grandfather just to cheer the old woman he met.
As they passed through the door, Mr. Ollivander came out between the shelves and saw the approaching customers.
"Ah.. Mr. Emiya. Finally out of that kitchen I see. Must have took you long enough just to get to visit me at my shop. If you didn't, Maribel would be disappointed." he said.
"Hahaha.. I wish to said the same thing to you too Mr. Ollivander. This place barely had any lighting. How can you leave like this?" said Shirou with glee. Mr. Ollivander just shook his and reply,
"Told me that when you are my age and than I'll take your advise. Ah, Miss Potter. It is so nice to see. It was like the first time your mother enter my establishment. You look a bit like your father but you have your mother's eyes." Said Ollivander.
"You- You knew my parents?"
"Indeed I do. Matter of fact I knew the that I sold to them when the first came here. ten and a quarter inches long, made from a willow tree. A unicorn tail core perfect for charm. Meanwhile, your father, on the other hand had a thing for a mahogany wand with a dragon heartstring core. A strong wand at eleven inches in length. Well I said favor as a loose term seeing that it was the wand who chooses the wizard really." he said.
Iris was a little profound on how the shopkeeper of the wand store knew her parents wands. While she knew it wasn't much of information about them, it is enough for her to feel some sort connection with them.
While Hagrid and Ollivander talked for a bit, Shirou was thinking back about the wand chooses the wizard quote from Ollivander.
It would some sort of sense why a wand can easily choose its wielder seeing that the core they used came from a magical animal and that those of animal have some form of intelligence. From what he read at Flourish and Blots, with the owner permission of course, he learn that while the standard cores are phoenix feather, unicorn hair tail and dragon heartstring, some unconventional cores exist to but it would took some time to craft them seeing that the wood must work together with said cores.
After a short talked, Hagrid left the shop to get something leaving the two with the old man.
"Now let see, Miss Potter, which arm do you frequently use?"
"My right..?"
"I see. Very well. Here, tried this one. Beechwood and dragon heartstring. Nine inches. Nice and flexible." said Ollivander.
Iris took the wand and gave it a small whip, only for the wand to slip out of her hand and return back Ollivander. He turn around and place the wand back to its place before taking a new one.
"No. Not that one. Now try this one Maple and phoenix feather. Seven inches. Quite whippy-"
Before he could finish talking after handing the maple wand to Iris, the wand blast a random magic bullet to a random flower vase. She immediately sat it on the front desk fearing the the owner would be angry. But Ollivander only shrugged and said,
"Hmm. Never liked that vase. As for the wand, no, no, not that one."
As he went on what he did perviously like the last wand. He took a ladder and climbed it to the upper shelves and took one of the box.
"A tricky customer, eh? We will find a perfect one for you not to worried, though I wonder.."
He brought the box down with him and walked back to the two and took out the wand and gave Iris the wand while telling her the details.
"Now try this one. Holly and phoenix feather. Eleven inches, nice and supple."
Iris took the wand, this time with more precautions and felt as if her and the wand connected. As if.. it was her.
"Curious, very curious indeed." he said.
"Curious? Why Mr. Ollivander? Whats so curious about this?" Iris asked
" I remember every wands I ever sold. Every single wands. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather in your wand gave another feather- just one other. It is very curious indeed seeing that you should be destined carrying this wand when its brother- why it's brother gave you that scar."
Iris swallowed and Shirou was surprised.
"Why yes, thirteen and a half inches. Yew, a Holly opposite. Curious indeed how these things happen. The wand chooses the wizard, remember... I think we must expect great things from you, Miss Potter. After all, 'He-Who-must-Not- Be-Name' did great things. Terrible but great."
With the knowledge that she now share a sister wand of the one who killed her parents, what would she do with said knowledge.
"Ah, I almost forgot, Mr. Emiya, which armed do you used the most?" asked Ollivander.
While Ollivander was busy with Iris, Shirou was listening intensively to what the old man said. While he disapprove with the title they gave to one of the vile magic user ever, he forgot that he too, need a wand.
"Actually sir, I'm ambidextrous, as I am more comfortable using both of them."
Ollivander had his eyes open a bit wider but smiled nonetheless.
"A rare trait Mr. Emiya. Even among wizards,. I must said I only remember only selling three set of ambidextrous wands in the past. Now let's see.", as he went out to the back, the wand that was glowing before, was continue to dimly shine as Ollivander pass it.
He saw it but he need to see if their are other wands that could match with his current patron. He then return to the front and gave Shirou the two wands.
"Here we are. Blackthorn, with dragon heartstring. Twelve inches and Great Oak. Unicorn hair tail, ten inches. give them a little whip."
Before he did that, he Structural analysis the two wands. What he got from was unique. The Blackthorn wand was as Ollivander said a dragon heartstring and twelve inches. It was a soldier wands. A loyal wand, whose objectives was to defeat any foes, no matter the cause but refuse to do the protecting. Meanwhile it's partner wand was more artistic. It have a unicorn tail hair as its core and was inclined to creation than destruction.
And both reject him. But instead being disappointed, he tried to sympathize with the two wands. Nothing much happen. So he gave the wands back to Ollivander only for the two wands gave their recognition.
"Curious." said Ollivander. As turn and when back to the back he pick another two more and gave to Shirou. Once again nothing happen, he gave it back before the wands gave recognition.
This happen roughly another three more time. After each tried, Ollivander was getting more and more excited. After the last two pairs when its separate ways, the wand the was glowing still shine.
Ollivander thought to himself if he should. It was one of the greatest ever crafted but, Merlin stated that the wand have owner chosen already. If the boy was it's chosen owner...
He took said wand out of its cover before taking another wand at the back. This wand was his greatest work. A wand not of one wood but two. It was almost impossible to get two woods to work with one shared core but he did it and have made the impossible, possible.
As he return with the wands, he gave the last two to Shirou before he explain what they were. Shirou a look at them, Structural analysis the two wands and realized what they were but he let Mr. Ollivander do the work.
"Now this one was made from Ash. But the core is extremely rare. It was made from a spirit hair. A powerful wand with drastically difficult to control. Ten and three quarters inches. Now this one however is made from Blackthorn and Yew wood, with a Thestral hair tail as its core. It is twelve inches. A rather unique wand that is close to death. I believe you have what it takes to hold such wands."
Indeed he do. Not! While the Blackthorn -Yew wand have sympathize with him before he Structural analysis it, the one with a spirit hair was the one he was the most surprised. What's worse, it was the Lady of the Lake hair strain! He knows who have made it with a whose help.
But he can understand the two wands. The Ash wand was created for peace and justice. To protect its owner and whoever he saw as important. Its mission to lead the people to peace. Meanwhile the Blackthorn-Yew wand is more unique. It's like having two people with him but the feeling that the wand gave was the same as if he wasn't alone and it was as if it knew what death felt like. That he always have someone to talked to.
While the wands are opposite of him, the wands saw him as someone important. Does gave their recognition to him.
"Curiouser and even more curiouser! Well I must said, Mr. Emiya. You are special I must say. It took a long time for both of the wands to find their rightful owners. One is very choosy and the other... well it's like having twins. While there were few who did exist, none ever came close. I must said, very curious. I see great things coming your way Mr. Emiya."
"I see.." said Shirou still shocked on how the wands said that they care for him.
"Now. While the wands are... unique, payment must come. Shall we?"
And so the two for their wands. Iris cost eight Galleons while Shirou for some reason cost twenty Galleons. The two would thought that the older wands would cost more but Mr. Ollivander said that all wands already have a determine cost.
As the two exit the shop, Hagrid who was waiting outside, saw the two exit.
"Took' yer too lon' Eno'gh. What happened?" asked Hagrid and the explain. After the explanation, Hagrid laughed on that mistake as the two look at him weirdly.
"... Wel' both of yeh have seen that case. I tell yeh tha' was a go'od tale. Ah right, happy Birthday Iris." said Hagrid after the laughed.
Iris who felt a little embarrassed from their little story, found the fact that someone cares for her birthday as well as giving her a present. What Hagrid present her was a snowy white owl. It was a beautiful owl with its- her ember eyes look into Iris's. The owl hoot at her with love and before Iris knew, hugged the cage with tears in her eyes.
"Thank you Hagrid."
"I'm sorry. Is today your birthday, Miss Potter?" asked Shirou.
"Well... I would never thought of it before seeing I had being ignored during them so I never cared about. But this was the first time I ever had a present."
Hearing what Iris said with a smile and tears in her eyes cause both Hagrid and Shirou feel sad for the girl. She was alone in the cruel world with no one to help her. With quick succession, Shirou turn and ran to a metal workshop before shouting he'll meet them back at the Leaky Cauldron.
Soon he ran, he reach to his destination and saw Mr. Hans, the magic metal worker, worked on a piece of black iron before he turn to saw Shirou.
"Hmm.. Oh! Shirou. How may I help you? Is Tom needing in silverware?"
"No but do you have white brass metal?"
"I do, but why do you need it? Surely you aren't going to same thing you did here last week?"
"No. Just metal. Ten inches if you can give please."
And so he did and gave it to Shirou before paying thirteen Sickles to the man. As fast as he could, he ran back to the pub to catch up with Iris and Hagrid. Hans knew little about the boy, even when he let the boy work in his shop that one time.
He look back at the blade behind him and saw a simple dagger with one property one it.
"Seriously kid. Don't left a wind elemental blade with me. That kid sure do have crazy item creation skills though." the man said as he getting back to work.
Meanwhile, Shirou ran back to Iris and Hagrid in time before they enter.
"Oh! Shiro' yer back! Wha' took yah so long? And why are yah sweatin'?" said Hagrid.
"Just ran from a metal workshop to here that's all. Anyway, Iris want to see I can do with this metal brass?" said Shirou while holding the metal brass itself. Of course the blacknette nodded her head.
"Trace. On."
After the very trigger, he began to Alter the metal shape into something new. With a blue light being shown, she saw the white metal brass change to what it seems to be a necklace. One that look like the owl that Hagrid gave her.
"Happy Birthday, Miss Potter." said Shirou.
With a smile and a small blush Iris took the necklace and took a look at it closer. The owl was near perfection and the white metal itself gave a beautiful shine. It was beautiful to her eyes even Hagrid was stunned.
"That is amazin' lad. How did you configurate the metal like without a wand?"
"What? It was a simple Alterations. I though everybody knew how."
"Som' folks do. But don't wand less is like Dumbledore."
"Wha- But Tom did all the time!"
"Tom's old. He able to do the thin' cause of age."
And it was at that moment, Shirou Emiya made his very first mistake in the universe he currently resides in.
Meanwhile Iris was still looking her presents from Hagrid and Shirou and taught on how happy she was on that day.
"And tha's the plan. Wha' yeh think?"
Shirou was dumbfounded. When he asked if Iris any living relatives, when she went to 'powder her nose', he and Hagrid talked with him replying yes but seeing how twitchy he was becoming, he pushed the topic in on like 'If Miss Potter do have relatives, then why does she look like the way she is?' or 'What does her relatives to her?' was the question.
Shirou barely does these kind of thinks but seeing that it worked for Run and to an extent Luvia, Shirou did the same without the voice of anger and threat. Well.. he did threaten to stop serving his shepherd pies to the half giant, he crumbled.
Apparently, Iris relatives are keeping her as some sort of slave. That is child abused and what's worse is that their son was on at it as well. What were teaching that child of theirs?! That it was alright to hit people? Especially a young lady (in the making).
If he could feel disgust that fast, than he wouldn't be surprised.
"Are you seriously thinking on sending her back!? Seeing as she was abused, are you insane?!" he said. Hagrid looked at Shirou with slight concern over the topic.
"I can't do nothin'! It's me job from Dumbledore!" exclaimed the half giant. Both would continue to draw out the argument but seeing on how it only let to Iris overhearing them, Shirou dropped the subject. Now all he have to do is think. While he is under such care of the Headmaster himself albeit temporarily, he have to plan to made sure that Iris didn't return to the Dursleys.
But how...
He then realize he have a plan but it's up to-
"Hey, I'm back. What are you two talking about when I was away?" asked a clueless Iris.
Perfect!
"Well you see Iris, me and Hagrid were thinking that he put you into staying in the Leaky Cauldron for the rest to the month. Right, Hagrid?" said Shirou while giving a reinforce jab.
The jab wasn't hard seeing that his body was of a child, even when reinforce. And Hagrid was meatier than some normal people, so it won't hurt that much. But it will feel like a painful pinch tho.
"Y-yes. He's right. We'll get yah a room. I'm sure Tom will let stay."
"Really?! That's... Amazing! I. Thank you! Both of you!" Iris said with happiness. A month away from her aunt, uncle and Dudley. Even if this was dream, she doesn't want to waked up. She hug the two and went on eating her dinner that Shirou have made.
Hagrid look at Shirou and Shirou to him. He show a smirked while eating his grilled salmon. Hagrid took a bite out of his shepherd pie and grumbled. What he supposed to say to Dumbledore now?
You thought this story is dead? But it was I! Di-
Yeah I ain't doing that. I rarely checked the comment , just so you know this I'll never checked it. However this story need plot and I reread my first version and then some fanfic of this crossover.
And giving Shirou unique wands would be bad and made people think it will be special, don't. The two wands will have their story but till then no angry.
And why whenever I tried to imagine on how Hagrid spoke and tried to wrote it, it was different!? Why made him sound so calming but difficult to write!
I own nothing from fate or harry Potter.
You know, after watching a video about wizards wands and what wood and cores they were used I decided to change at least one of the wands core. Nothing much.
See ya in the next chapter.
