Harry's POV:

"Hello Mr. Ollivander, the little one is called Harry Parker (yes, it's a strange name but my naming sense sucks lmao)" Says Isabella with what I swear is a smirk directed to me as she saw that I jumped a little.

"Not to be rude or anything but is he related to a veela? He seems to have a familiar warmth that I once saw from a french wand that used a veela's feather". Asks Ollivander with curious undertones to his voice.

"We try to hide that fact, but yes his mother was a veela. I hope that you will maintain this between us, I know that this is an important fact for a wandmaker so that's the only reason I'm openly trusting you" Says Isabella who seems to have a very protective side when it comes to me.

'I don't know how to feel about that, I suppose this is what a mother would normally do' I thought with an unknown feeling on the pit of my stomach.

"No problem, it's just a wand maker's curiosity. We have our sense of professionalism and will not tell an unrelated soul a thing.

Now, little Harry would you rise your dominant arm please?". Says Ollivander's with an obscure expression.

"I'm ambidextrous since I remember will this be a problem?" I ask since when I first got my wand I wasn't ambidextrous.

"It's not a problem, just rise whatever arm your more comfortable with and it will be ok". Says Ollivander with a smile.

I raise my right arm and a measuring tape comes flying and starts taking my measurements.

"Many wandmakers simply match the wand length to the size of the witch or wizard who will use it, but this is a crude measure, and fails to take into account many other, important considerations. In my experience, longer wands might suit taller wizards, but they tend to be drawn to bigger personalities, and those of a more spacious and dramatic style of magic. Neater wands favor more elegant and refined spell-casting. However, no single aspect of wand composition should be considered in isolation of all the others, and the type of wood, the core, and the flexibility may either counterbalance or enhance the attributes of the wand's length". Ollivander starts rambling as he searches on the back of the shop for a wand that will match me.

"Most wands will be in the range of between nine and fourteen inches. While extremely short wands (eight inches and under) and very long wands (over fifteen inches) exist, these are exceptionally rare. In the latter case, a physical peculiarity demanded excessive wand length. However, abnormally short wands usually select those in whose character something is lacking, rather than because they are physically undersized (many small witches and wizards are chosen by longer wands)." Continues Ollivander as he presents me with a wand that looks a little strange.

"Wand flexibility or rigidity denotes the degree of adaptability and willingness to change possessed by the wand-and-owner pair — although, again, this factor ought not to be considered separately from the wand wood, core, and length, nor of the owner's life experience and style of magic, all of which will combine to make the wand in question unique". I take the wand and the moment I touch it I instinctively know it's not my wand.

"Ashwood, 30.5 cm, unicorn hair and not that flexible, give it a wave". He says. I don't know how but it's like the wand it's speaking to me, it will betray me in the most crucial moments.

I wave it.

A green cloud of smoke bursts out of the wand and the shop acquires a putrid smell.

"It clearly isn't your wand, perhaps too fickle. Hmm". Ollivander goes back and starts looking for another wand with a pensive expression.

Isabella waves her wand and the putrid smell disappears "Don't worry Harry, it's not rare for it to take more than one try"

'I don't think my wand will accept me as I'm now, I'm very different from the curious and naive boy I was the first time I acquired my wand'

I just shake my head and wait for Ollivander to come back.

This time he takes 10 minutes to come back.

"This is a very rare combination but if my judgment is correct this should be your life partner. Beechwood, thestral tail hair, 28 centimeters, nice and supple. Give it a wave" He says.

I reach the wand and the moment I take I take it I feel like my whole being is empowered. Silver, purple and black sparks burst out from the wand and I feel as I have been reunited with a long lost friend, the sensation more intense than the first time I got my holly and phoenix feather wand