Chapter 2:

A faint bell rang towards the back of the shop signalling their entrance; Harrison took a good look around, the shop was dark and very small, the party of six only just managing to comfortably fit inside. There was a small counter bearing a dim lamp, behind which were shelves and shelves filled with hundreds of wand boxes, one of which would contain the perfect wand for him, the thought alone filled him with excitement.

All of a sudden, a man appeared behind the counter, this must be Ollivander, Harrison thought, taking in the man's appearance. He looked old, his wide, pale eyes shining like moons through the gloom of the shop.

'Well, Mr. And Mr. Potter, how nice to meet you at long last, seems only yesterday your parents were in here buying their first wands'

His eyes scanned over to their parents quickly before settling back on Harrison and Nick

'Who's first then?' He questioned and without hesitation Nick barged his way forward to the desk.

'Ah Nick Potter, the boy who lived' Harrison noticed a strange spark in his eye that vanished almost as soon as it appeared

'Which is your wand arm?'

'Right' Nick proudly stated, sticking out his arm. A tape measure appeared out of nowhere and started measuring everything about him, including the gap between his eyes. Once it had finished it rolled itself up on the desk and Ollivander started shuffling through boxes. Once he apparently found the one he was looking for he came back over to the desk, placing the wand in front of Nick.

'Try this, 12 inches, Ash, dragon heartstring'

Nick grabbed the wand eagerly, waving it about, nothing happened. Nick's face fell as he handed the wand back.

'Not to worry' Ollivander simply grabbed another box for him to try

'10 inches, Cedar, unicorn tail hair'

This one caused an explosion. Nick tried several more wands, with varying effects, none of which were good.

'11 inches, Chestnut, dragon heartstring'

The second Nick touched the wand, the whole room lit up, that was the one.

'Yes, yes, wonderful, a very good wand indeed!' Ollivander explained looking relieved he'd found a match. Nick looked ecstatic and leapt back over to their parents to show off.

Harrison now took his spot in the centre of the room, Ollivander's eyes following his every move. Lily hushed Nick so they could watch.

'And your wand arm?'

'Either' Harrison stated easily, Ollivander's eyebrows went up slightly before allowing the tape measure to do its job.

Harrison couldn't help but feel slightly self-conscious as his entire body was being judged.

The first box was placed before him.

'12 inches, Ebony, Unicorn tail hair' The wand was jet black and elegant looking, Harrison took a deep breath and picked it up, giving a slight wave. A jet of air shot towards the pile of rejected wands, knocking them over.

'Perhaps not' Ollivander said, not seeming worried, already grabbing more boxes. Harrison felt his nerves growing. What if a wand didn't choose him? Could that happen?

He swallowed his nerves as he tried the next box, and the next, and the next, still no luck. Nick had a stupid grin on his face with the more wands he tried and failed to master. His parents seemingly growing worried, sharing nervous looks that Harrison pretended didn't bother him. Ollivander on the other hand seemed to only be growing more excited at the challenge.

'Try this one, 10 inches, yew, phoenix tail feather' His eyes narrowing slightly as he handed it over, his gaze flicking towards Nick for a brief moment.

It was no good.

'I think we're close' He muttered 'I wonder...'

He made his way to the very back of the shop, picking up a very dusty box from a shelf.

Looking Harrison in the eye, he placed the box in front of him

'11 inches, Holly, Phoenix tail feather'

Harrison knew this was his wand even before he touched it. But when he did, his entire body felt as if it were on fire, a warmth spread through him like he'd never felt before.

'Curious' Ollivander simply said, enticing the confused gaze of everyone in the room.

'What is?' Nick asked, now tired of waiting

'It is curious that this wand should choose young Harrison, when the phoenix that gave its feather for this wand also gave another, this wand is the brother to the wand that gave you your scar'

Everyone was silent at that, not sure what to make of it. Looking very nervous at the thought.

'Why did he get it then? He's nothing special' Nick claimed

'Nick!' Lily scolded quietly however she too looked to Ollivander for answers.

'The wand chooses the wizard Mr. Potter, that much has always been clear. What we can expect however, is great things from young Harrison, that is a powerful wand indeed!'

With that he seemed to dismiss the subject, sending the rejected wands to their places and requesting the payment of 14 galleons for the two wands.

The small party exited the shop, Lily packing away the two wands in her bag.

'Where to next then?' She asked looking at the two boys

'I want to look at the brooms' Nick stated

'First years aren't allowed remember, you aren't above the rules you know' Harrison said with a sneer

'Boys, calm down both of you' James said seeing Nick's face begin to turn red with anger

'How about me and Sirius take Nicky to look, and only look at the brooms; and Harry you go with Mum and Remus to whatever shop you want to look in next, okay?'

Everyone agreed that it was a good idea, and they arranged to meet at the robe shop in an hours' time. Harrison led the group to the book shop, wanting to not only get his school books but a few extra to read when he inevitably got bored of the course material. The Potter library was jam-packed with books on every subject you could think of, and the Black library even more so, it was no surprise therefore that Harrison had already read most of the books on his first-year list, and even a few of the second-year texts.

Lily went to stand in the long queue to get the boys' set books, and Remus wandered over to the DADA section leaving Harrison alone to browse whatever he wanted. With an armful of books of all different subjects, ranging from basic healing charms to ancient runes he made his way slowly towards the counter. He couldn't actually see where he was going and so it was no surprise when he turned a corner and was promptly knocked off his feet, books flying everywhere.

'Sorry mate, didn't see you there' a hand was thrust into Harrisons face to help him off the floor, he didn't take it, gracefully getting up and brushing the dust from his clothes. He looked up to see a boy around his age, with bright red hair, freckles, and a long thin nose; he was wearing what appeared to be hand-me-down robes and his whole appearance screamed poor.

'Maybe you should watch where you're going then, Weasley' Harrison sneered

It was quite impressive, he thought with amusement, how this boys' entire face seemed to immediately go red.

'Yeah, well you're one to talk, you didn't see me either' the Weasley boy was now clearly quite angry

'I had an armful of books, you were the one running about the place as if you were a muggle in a toy shop'

'Ron dear, where are you?' A woman's voice shouted from across the shop, causing the boy in front of Harrison to turn his head

'Go on then, go and run along to mummy' he taunted, causing the boy to go red once again before muttering something about Slytherin's and walking off.

Harrison chuckled to himself quietly and began retrieving his books from the floor, it was too easy to rile some people up.

He went to the counter and paid before walking outside to meet his mother and Remus

'All done then?' She asked, Harrison nodded in response and they all set off towards Madame Malkins' to get fitted for school robes.

'But Dad, I want a new broom! The nimbus 2000 is the best one out and I have to have it!' Harrison could hear Nick's whining from outside the shop, he rolled his eyes and walked through the door, the voices becoming louder.

'I know you want it son but you'll have to wait' James tried to explain 'you aren't even allowed to take a broom this year, maybe think about it for Christmas if classes are going well' James sighed, visibly tired of that conversation, he looked relieved when he saw them walk in the shop.

'Right then, Hogwarts first year?' Madame Malkin asked looking at the two boys in front of her, they nodded and she ushered them to stand on the two free podiums in the centre of the room.

There was a young girl stood to the right of them, she looked around 8 or 9 years old and was currently being fitted for dress robes. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw them, well, when she saw Nick.

'Y-you're Nick Potter!' She squealed, starting to bounce up and down in excitement.

Harrison rolled his eyes. This. This was what he hated most about family outings. Nick smiled at the young girl and asked her what her name was. Her parents had walked over by this point and they began a conversation with Lily and James.

'Okay dears, you can step down now, the robes will be ready to collect in an hour'

Harrison, as usual, was completely ignored by everyone as Nick posed for a photograph and signed a scrap of parchment for the girl. He instead chose to wait outside for his family to finish, not trusting his anger to stay in check any longer. Sirius followed him out.

'I know it sucks pup, but don't be angry at Nick for it' he looked sympathetically down at him, and that only angered Harrison more, but he hid it.

'Whatever'

'What are you looking forward to most about Hogwarts then?' Sirius said, seemingly eager to change the topic

Being away from Nick, he thought to himself 'Probably the classes' he replied instead. Sirius nodded 'They'll probably be easy for you, the amount you read! You might even end up in Ravenclaw at this rate'

'Hmm, maybe' Ravenclaw wasn't a place he thought he'd end up, but he'd yet to voice his opinion on houses.

The rest of the family finally made their way out of the shop, Nick looking very proud of himself, and they continued to shop for supplies before making their way home.

Once home, Harrison took his purchases to his room and laid them out on his bed. Whilst Nick had gone for a standard Hogwarts trunk, not really caring about practicality or appearance, Harrison had chosen the best he could find. It was black with silver edges and his initials 'HJP' embossed in silver. Inside were several sections, one for clothes, one for books, one for potions equipment and another for miscellaneous items. It was charmed to be feather light and to shrink and resize at a tap of his wand. He'd also paid extra for blood protection charms to be added, Harrison however didn't entirely trust his family, especially Nick, and so he would add an extra, password lock on top of those charms as soon as he could.

He began to pack away the things he wouldn't need until Hogwarts, such as his uniform, potions equipment and some of the books. Upon the recommendation of a duelling book he'd once read, he'd also bought a wand holster which he immediately attached to his right arm and slotted his wand inside. Feeling prepared, he sat on his bed and began to read his new ancient runes text until dinner.

'So, boys, ready for Hogwarts now?' James asked the two as they sat down for dinner

'I cfant wai' Nick replied, mouth already full of food and spat crumbs on the table, Harrison threw him a disgusted look before nodding his own response.

'I've already packed' Lily smiled at him 'What are you most looking forward to then?' She asked them

'The classes I think' Giving the same reply as earlier, they looked towards Nick, who at a look from their mother had finished the food in his mouth before speaking.

'Flying class, and making friends, and getting into Gryffindor, and playing pranks on people!'

'You won't play too many pranks though will you Nick? You need to focus on your schoolwork as well remember' Lily reminded him

'Leave him be Lils, a few pranks here and there won't harm anyone will it?' James replied, sending a wink to Nick and causing Lily to roll her eyes.

You wouldn't be saying that if you were the subject of the prank, Harrison thought darkly. They allowed Nick to continue rambling about Hogwarts throughout the meal, James and Lily throwing in bits of advice and memories of their own times. Harrison was struck with a thought

'How do we get sorted?'

His parents shared a knowing look before replying

'You'll find out when you get there, no one knows until they arrive so it would be unfair of us to tell you and spoil the surprise'

'I'll be in Gryffindor anyway, so it doesn't matter how we get sorted' Nick puffed up his chest causing Harrison to roll his eyes

'Only by default' He shot at Nick, who gave him a confused look in response

'What are you on about?'

'Well, you'll only be in Gryffindor by default.' as if explaining to a child 'You're too lazy for Hufflepuff, too stupid for Ravenclaw, and not ambitious enough for Slytherin, otherwise you wouldn't make Gryffindor either, not the bravest, are you?' He taunted

'I am brave!' Nick's face began to turn red

'Yeah sure, that's why you ran away from the spider in your bathroom the other day and wouldn't come back inside until Dad got rid of it'

'Harry, that's enough' His father warned

'Actually, maybe you aren't even brave enough for Gryffindor, maybe they'll just send you home instead' He smirked, ignoring his father completely.

Nick's face was completely red now

'The-boy-who-lived rejected from Hogwarts'

And with that, Nick lunged at Harrison, knocking him from his chair but was pulled away before he could land a punch.

'That's enough, both of you, to your rooms now!' Lily ordered, Nick stormed off, slamming the door on his way.

'That wasn't very nice you know' Lily said as she helped Harrison up from the floor

'He deserved it' he said with certainty and walked towards the door

'You know that it doesn't matter to us, whatever house you end up in, we'll love you and be proud of you just the same' she called out before he could leave, causing him to pause with a hand on the door, he looked back towards them

'Even Slytherin?' he questioned looking specifically at his father who nodded firmly

'Even Slytherin' he confirmed

Harrison gave a small nod and continued to make his way upstairs, perhaps they knew him better than he thought they did he mused.

He spent the rest of the evening practising the first-year charms with his new wand. He'd tried out all the wand movements before and so it didn't take him long to master the first few in the book, relishing in the euphoric feeling of his magic flowing through his veins.

A/N: Hello people! I hope you're enjoying reading this as much as I enjoy writing it, please review/favourite/follow etc...

The next chapter will follow soon, the train ride and sorting!