Summer of Fun

Chapter Three

Monday July 22, 11:30

Neville was sitting in the Leaky Cauldron and he was fairly nervous. He didn't want to think about if Harry and the others were serious about friendship. He also was worried about Gran. The others had only met her once, and that was a very emotional time. His gran was very strict, but she was also very nice. The two of them had flooed in just a few minutes ago. They were now waiting for Harry, Hermione and Ron to come in so that they could eat. As if his thoughts had called them, the three friends stepped out of the floo one by one.

"How's it going Neville?" Harry asked. When Neville didn't respond Harry asked again and Neville looked up and saw them.

"Sorry, lost in thought, and I'm doing pretty good." Neville gave Harry a look that let him know what he had been thinking about. Harry realized that Neville had probably been speculating about what Harry wanted to talk to him about. "Well, we should eat and then we need to go to Olivander's." The five of them sat down and ordered their food. They got 5 cheeseburgers and fries and also got five butterbeers. For a while the four teenagers talked and laughed about what had happened in the past few weeks. "So, Hermione is actually good on a broom?"

"Yeah, she is" Harry thought for a moment. "Neville, would you like to try to fly a broom again? I think you would make a great beater."

"Maybe, but last time I tried was first year, and you all know what happened then."

Hermione thought for a moment and remembered what Harry said to her. "Neville, brooms aren't supposed to act that way, there is every reason to believe that your broom was cursed."

"Maybe, I will, I just always thought that I was terrible at flying and that was why the broom acted that way."

Neville had always lacked confidence and the others knew that. It showed in his school in everything but Herbology. Though, Harry thought that the reason behind his wand work being so weak was that he wasn't using a wand that chose him, he was using his father's wand. "Neville, weren't we here to get you a wand?"

"Yes we were, and it is time to get my grandson that wand." Madam Longbottom answered for Neville.

The group headed to Ollivander's wand shop. When they got there they noticed that there was no one else in there. They walked in and Mr. Ollivander was sitting at his desk. Behind him there were piles and piles of wand boxes.

"I thought I would be seeing you here soon, Mr. Longbottom. I hoped you would have come five years ago, but that didn't happen, but you are here now. But, perhaps that is a good thing, for you are not the same person you were then. No, you have changed greatly in the last year, even the last few weeks. Ah, Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, and Mr. Weasley. It feels like yesterday you three were in here buying your first wands. Ms. Granger, may I see your wand?" Hermione pulled out her wand and gave it to Mr. Ollivander. "You bought this from me the day we met. Ivy, 10 ¾ inches, quite flexible, with a core of Dragon Heartstring. Yes you have taken very good care of this wand." Hermione blushed and accepted her wand back. Ron handed over his wand at a prompting of "Mr. Weasley."

"Ah, yes. You purchased this wand about 3 years ago. Willow wood, 14 inches, rather long. It is quite firm, but not unyielding. Yes, a unicorn tail hair for the core. Though, I must say, I thought you would take better care of this wand, I am a little disappointed, Mr. Weasley." Ron took his wand back, face red for a different reason than Hermione's.

"Mr. Potter?" Harry handed over his wand. "Ah yes, I remember this wand. You also purchased this wand on the day we met. Holly, 11 inches. Nice and supple. It has a core of phoenix tail feather." Harry was glad that he had started to take better care of his wand after the weighing of the wand ceremony in his fourth year. "Ah, I see you have been cleaning your wand, very good. If you remember I told you two things about this wand when you bought it. One was that you were destined for great things. This has been proven to the outside world many times. The second was that something about your wand was very curious."

The other four in the room were confused. "What was curious?" Hermione asked what everyone was thinking.

Mr. Ollivander looked to Harry for approval. Harry thought for a moment. These were his best friends. If he couldn't trust them, who could he? He gave Mr. Ollivander a nod. "The phoenix who gave this wand it's core did something unusual. At that time it gave another feather. Just one, other feather. Can anyone here guess who's wand it is in?"

"Voldemort." Everyone looked at Neville in surprise when he said it. "His is the only one that makes sense. And it explains another connection between Harry and Voldemort."

"You are quite correct Mr. Longbottom. This wand's brother lies in the hands of the one who gave Harry that scar." Mr. Ollivander left it at this and gave Harry back his wand. "Now, we are here to get you a wand, Mr. Longbottom. Please come closer." Neville walked closer and Mr. Ollivander started measuring him with a tape measure. "The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Longbottom. That has always been clear to those of us who have studied wand lore. Here you go. Elm wood, 9 ⅘ inches, quite whippy, with a core of phoenix feather. Go on, give it a wave." Neville gave it a wave and had barely moved it before Ollivander took it out of his hand. "Nope not that one. Try this one. Cherry, 12 inches, unyielding. It has a core of unicorn hair." Neville again gave it a wave. "No, no. not quite" It went on and on and on. It reminded Harry of the day that he got his wand. It seemed like Harry had tried half the wands in the store. With Neville, it seemed like he had tried over half the wands in the store. Mr. Ollivander even said some of the same things. "Tricky customer, no matter we will find you a wand." Like with Harry, the more wands Neville tried, the happier Mr. Ollivander seemed to be.

"Maybe this one. This one is made of Larch wood. It is 11 ¼ inches. It is nice and supple. It's core is made of unicorn hair." Mr. Ollivander handed Neville the wand with an expectant look on his face. As soon as Neville grabbed the wand, he felt something rushing through him as he had never before. He felt magic from the tips of his toes to the end of his hairs. He waved the wand and sent out a bright shower of red and gold sparks. "Bravo, bravo. Now, Mr. Longbottom, this wand will influence you just as much as you will influence it. It won't change you, no, but it will help you become the person you are meant to be. Be true to it, and it will be true to you. As with Mr. Potter, this wand shows you are destined for great things. I am no seer, but you will have a big part in what is coming. We all know that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has returned. I believe that you will not be left out of this fight." Neville thanked for the wand and Madam Longbottom paid the 7 galleons for it and the five of them left the store.

"That was an interesting experience." Ron was still reeling from finding out that Harry and Voldemort's wands were brothers.

"Interesting? Interesting? I don't think there has been a larger understatement in the whole history of the wizarding world." Hermione was also shocked at the fact that her best friend's wand shared the exact same core as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. "Is this why your wand and You-Know-Who's wand did Prori Incantatum?"

"Yeah it is." Harry thought for a moment. "Dumbledore explained it to me after the Triwizard Tournament." Harry smiled at how shocked they were going to be after he revealed the next thing. "He also told me he knows which phoenix gave up those two feathers. Want to take a guess?" He looked around at his friends and saw that none of them had any idea what phoenix it was. "It was Fawkes."

"Fawkes, as in Dumbledore's phoenix Fawkes?" Ron was shocked by that more than the others. "Mate, that's bloody brilliant."

"You four have some fun, I'm going home. Neville, if you want to stay the night with them here's some clothes." Madam Longbottom handed Neville a small bag. "I'll see you tomorrow Neville."

"Thanks for letting us tag along, Madam Longbottom." Harry was happy that he got to be there when Neville got his wand.

"No need to thank me, you three have done Neville more good than anyone in his life except for me. For that, call me Gran." She was very happy that Neville had found such great friends. And these specific friends to be exact. "Just don't get in too much trouble out here okay?"

All four voices said at once "Okay." They all said it in a way that made it sound like they were sad that she made them promise this. Pretty soon Gran Apparated away.

"So, where should we go first?"

"I think we should go see your brothers Ron. I haven't been to their shop yet." Harry was very interested in seeing how his investment was going.

"Yeah, lets go."

While they were still a little ways off, they were able to see and hear the shop they were looking for. It had a large amount of bright colors on it's outside and at the top had a pretty realistic look of a single head that looked alot like the twin's. It had a hand on a hat and was lifting it up. Each time it lifted it either removed the giant rabbit there or placed it back. That wasn't even the funniest thing that was going on outside the shop. On the sign above the door but below the head, there were some bright, neon green, glowing letters.

WHY ARE YOU WORRIED ABOUT

YOU-KNOW-WHO?

YOU SHOULD BE WORRIED ABOUT

YOU-NO-POO!

THE CONSTIPATION SENSATION

THAT'S GRIPPING THE NATION!

"What? Oh no, they are going to be murdered in their beds!" Hermione was shocked at the twins. She didn't know how anyone could so openly insult Voldemort.

"No they won't. Look around. Everyone loves their shop, they have people in there almost all night." Ron was right, the only time they didn't have people in their shop was the one hour that they closed each night. "And YOU-NO-POO, that is brilliant."

"I personally agree with Ron." Harry was really glad that he had given them the prize money so that they could open this store.

"Fine, they won't get attacked. But I do wonder how they got the money to open up this shop." She looked at the others and saw that Harry was hiding his face with a proud look on it. "Harry, you know something about that, don't you?"

"I may or may not know how they got the money to open their shop. Let's just say that I know who their anonymous donor is." Harry smiled mischievously. "I have been told not to say who it is." He didn't tell them that he himself was the one who said not to tell anyone, but there is no reason for them to know that.

"Well, Harry is not going to tell us, so we might as well go inside." Neville started walking inside and the others followed him.

If the outside was bright and colorful, the inside was even more so. There were fireworks, portable swamps, and any kind of pranking things you could think of. When you went off to the left, there were a large amount of defense items. They sold Peruvian Instant Darkness powder, shield hats, and invisibility cloaks, to say a few. Off to the right they sold a few love potions. They also sold a few animals in that area. All four of them looked around in shock. Harry was very proud of what they had done. "I guess it was a good thing I helped them then." Harry muttered under his breath.

Neville was standing right next to him when he said that. He quietly asked Harry, "Helped them? What do you mean by that?"

"I introduced them to the person who was selling this store and the flat above." Harry wasn't technically lying because he did do that, but he also gave them the money they needed to do all of this. At that moment Fred and George walked by.

"And we are"

"Eternally grateful"

"To you for"

"Doing that and"

"Other things. Without"

"You, none of"

"This would be possible."

Fred and George were having fun using their 'twin speak.' It seemed like the only one around who wasn't bothered by it was Harry. "Fred, George" he looked at each while saying their name, "How's business going?"

"It's going"

"Fairly well."

"And how is"

"It that even"

"Our own mother"

"Can't tell the"

"Difference between us,"

"But you"

"Can?" They finished together.

"I don't know, I just somehow can. By the way, do you have a room where I can have a private conversation?"

"Anything for our silent partner"

"Right this way Harry."

Harry gave Ron and Hermione some money saying that it was a gift, and told them to go buy some things for themselves, and to prank Sirius with. "Hey, Neville, can you come with me, I think it's time we talked.

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