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How do you make a Dragon Heart fit into a wand?
The answer was simple.
Split the heart in half and make two wands, to contain the power.
The wand maker had to hire several people to help her levitate the Dragon Heart since it was so huge, and also extremely rear, so it was equally expensive as well.
Never would she have thought she would be making such a wand, she quickly wondered how she was going to get the whole heart to fit into a tiny stick.
So she decided to drain the heart of it's magic power, instead of trying to shrink it down and cut it into individual parts and place it into a wand.
A wand wouldn't work if the core was all over the place.
So now, she had a large container full of dragon classed magic.
She starting her experimentation on it, was it possible for a wand to contain so much power?
The dud wand exploded before her very eyes when she tried to infuse it with the magic, and those afterward, did so as well.
A normal wand, wouldn't be able to handle such power, that was so potent in nature.
That's when she came up with the idea of splitting the wand into two.
She was successful at first before she failed, two ordinary wands had managed to contain all of it, before they both exploded taking half of her workshop with it them.
But she had made a breakthrough in containing the magic, into something so small.
What was now missing, was a strong outer shell that would reacted well with the dragon magic.
It was a good thing, she had quiet a list of ingredients that would help her do just that, and she had been paid quiet a sum of money, for her to experiment to her hearts content.
She stayed indoors for two weeks, hiring assistants to take care of shop while she crafted the first double wand that the Northern Part of the world had ever seen.
The two wands baby.
That's why, she couldn't bring herself to place any spells on it, like the Headmaster asked, she know any person with sense and who know about how to protect their home, would have put up wards to prevent such a thing from reaching them.
And she really didn't want her precious baby, destroyed before it reached it owner, so she sent the wand off, without placing anything on it and told the Headmaster a complete lie.
The wand arrived in a very nicely wrapped package through Owl, Harry was hesitant to open it, until he was reminded that nothing that was spelled with magic could get through the wards, so it was safe.
After ordering the wand, they had been been shown a nice clothing store, that no normal person could afford and Harry spent hours trying on richly made Durmstrang uniform after another.
The red fur coat draped over his shoulder, really made Harry look like he had just walked out of Fairy Tale book as Prince Charming.
And the sleeker and more shiner design, would really make him stand out.
Xander, couldn't contain his smile when a young girl roughly Harry age, walked passed the shop, saw Harry in his uniform and blushed.
It seemed Harry, was going to be very popular with the ladies.
His smile, didn't leave until they had paid for his uniform and had left the shop, he didn't answer harry when he was asked why he was smiling.
They then went to a trunk store, where Xander made sure to get the trunk with the most protection onto it, a lot of people would like to get into his son trunk, and he would love to leave a nasty surprise for them...
They then went to normal clothing store, and brought Harry a lot of warm clothes, since it got very cold in winter.
Harry eyes had been drawn to the pet store, and after looking his dad in the eye and telling him, he would take care of any pet he brought him, the man caved in.
To their surprise, there was a Phoenix in the shop, it was pretty weird though, one half of it was as white as snow, while the other was like fire.
They talked to the shop owner and found out, a lot of people had come and taken the bird home, only to come back, after the bird had scorched and froze both of their hands.
The bird had an attitude problem, and who could blame it.
It was a Phoenix that could control fire and ice.
It was simply, unheard off, and truly one of a kind.
Albus Dumbledore, would at the doorstep the moment he heard such a Phoenix existed and was up for sale.
That was until Harry came along and the Phoenix, didn't try to kill him at first sight.
The owner of the shop, practically dumped the bird onto them seeing how much the bird liked Harry and gave them a special discount on it, seeing this as a chance to finally get rid of the bird.
They than went to get his assigned first year books and anything else he would need.
All of their stuff, they had brought was immediately Portkeyed to their house, it was dangerous, carrying clearly expensive stuff out in public and something so unique.
If people know you were rich, than people were more likely to rob you.
Once they finished shopping, they took a plane back to Britain much to Harry's surprise, they had taken some pictures of the Alley and it's people, and they got some great aerial shots over Norway as a whole and the land of Britain as it fast approached.
However, the moment they landed on the ground, they disappeared with a Portkey, if they hadn't done so they would have ran right into Sirius Black and Nymphadora Tonks, who were made to patrol the airport without anybody noticing.
Harry, opened the box and was amazed to see not one but two wands.
Both wands were golden, and were engraved beautiful with flowers, in the middle of each flower was a gem.
It was by far, more impressive than Jamus Potter own wand.
Harry took both of them in his hands, after they were scanned and deemed safe for him to hold, he didn't want to accidentally be bound to something again, just by touch.
He gave the two a swish with both arms.
They both felt so right in his hands.
Harry had no idea, that he had become the first wizard, to ever own two wands.
Ch 15: The all important sorting.
Harry, eleventh birthday quickly approached in record time.
There was never a dull moment with Viva.
That was the name harry had chosen for his pet, Phoenix and boy was she stubborn.
She wouldn't let any of the servants in the house touch her, not even Drabble could go near her.
The only one's, she allowed to touch her where Harry and his father.
A Phoenix, had such a connection with magic, that it could sense those who had similar connections as well and Viva had apparently approved of the House of Felix, for having the same or a similar connection with magic to her.
Harry had found out, just how hard it was to take care of a bird, who wanted to be treated like a queen and be waited on hand and foot, if he was stroking her feathers, he was feeding her or clean up after her.
Not to mention, he had to let her go outside once in a while.
Who know that a pet would be such hard work?
But at last, he was 11 years old, old enough to go Durmstrang and most of his things were fully packed and placed in a magically pouch, that never ran out of space and was super light, it cost quiet a bit but he was already reaping the benefits of it.
They had taken a Portkey to Norway and were shown, the boat all first years would use to get to Durmstrang.
Harry was dressed handsomely in his school uniform, at the port, his hair was slicked back and his clearly expensive uniform gained attention.
Several Purebloods couldn't help but look his way, wondering which family he was from to be dressed in the finest that Durmstrang had to offer, around his neck was the first present his father, had ever given to him, with a few added bonuses as well, to help him.
"Harry, I think your ready to have this." His father said, he handed Harry something small, Harry took it and he was stunned to see it was a gold card. "This card works just about anywhere. I've put some money into your trust fund, this money will last you until the winter holiday's when you come home and I'll re-top it, if you use it wisely. When the year is up, I will rate how much you saved and each year, I will increase the money in your vault by your score."
What he was doing was simple psychology, he didn't tell Harry how much, was in the card, so that he would always have that fear of overspending, you were a lot more careful if you didn't know exactly how much you were handed.
But still there was no deny that this was a gold card, so there should be quite a bit of money there.
"I want you to guard it with your life." His father said, "I will be getting a monthly report of your spending in the mail and if I see any irregularity's in your spending, I will contact you about it and if you hadn't spent that amount of money, I will immediately cancel it and you'll have to wait until the Holiday's to get another one."
WHAT!? Harry thought, so if he lost it and somebody used the card, than he would have to relay on the House elves and other people's charity to survive through the year!?
He was now looking at the card like it the difference between life and death.
His father had successfully installed fear into him.
"Now, than. I think the ship is about to leave." His father said, with a smile, while sending his shocked son on his way.
There was a call for first years and people couldn't help but find it odd, that he only had a pouch since people had bags full of his things.
So this is what it's like to see your child off? Xander thought, feeling his heart squeeze at the sight of Harry back. No wonder, some parents can't help but cry.
He watched the ship set sail and leave the port.
It was going to be a bit lonely, not having harry around...
#Inside the Boat#
Harry had wisely put the card in his pouch and put the pouch in his pocket, inside the boat were surprisingly cabins, that were stationed around each window.
He passed through students who were dressed, nowhere nearly as glamorous as he was but wore the same uniform, introducing themselves to the new first years.
Harry, took a leap of faith and opened one cabin door, hoping it wasn't full.
Three pairs of eyes, turned his way and he said, in a tone that didn't convey his nervousness. "May I sit here?"
"A foreigner?" A boy with a shaved head and brown eyes said, was this a thing?, said, having noticed how different Harry speech was to his own.
"Sure" A girl with long blond hair said, with freckles, moving up, Harry bravely took a seat next to her.
"You're a pureblood, aren't you.?" Another boy said, he had a full set of hair, his hair was brown and short, he was looking away from his book.
"Pardon?" Harry said, he didn't really know what to call himself, he still had James and Lily Potter blood inside of him, even though it was much less and clearly weaken. Well, he had been disowned and adopted into the House of Felix, did that make him fully Pureblood or technically one?
"My old brother goes to Durmstrang." The boy said, "He said, you can tell, somebody was from a well off family just by the clothes they wore. Most who were that kind of uniform are Pureblood's, there are several students in the school, who can afford to wear the more expensive version of the uniform. I was just wondering if you are one. What's your name?."
"Harold, Harold Felix but my friends call me, Harry." Harry said.
His father words, echoed in his mind.
His father had told him to never give out his full name.
It wasn't a suggestion, it was a warning.
#Hogwarts#
Albus Dumbledore, had managed to fool himself with the thought that Harry was in disguise on the train, he had stationed Mad-Eye Moody and Remus, and James Potter on the train, tasked to be on the lookout for any child who might be wearing a strong glamour.
The report, that no such child existed, didn't come until all the first years were in the castle, and waiting to be sorted.
He had sat down with a twinkle in his eyes, convinced Harry was somewhere amongst the new first years, he had been shocked when he received a letter from Gringotts telling him, Professor Quirrel, had been arrested, being accused of attempting to break into a vault.
But what he paid attention to, was the line that said, they had found none other than Voldemort, growing at the back of the man's head.
He know the goblins would have executed the man on the spot if it wasn't for him, having the man killed would mean Voldemort would escape and his first task he had set up for this year, would be doomed to go up in flames if Voldemort didn't go after the stone.
Jamus Potter sat down, looking more rounder and fuller than Harry Potter in canon, he certain didn't look half starved and he was definitely not the shortest in his group.
His cocky smile, at the looks of awe sent his way, showing that he clearly was eating the attention up.
Even after all these years, Severus Snape still couldn't manage to suppress the displeasure on his face at the mere thought of teaching the Potter spawn, he could see the arrogance in the way the boy held himself.
It was nothing like that sweet boy, he remembered seeing in the past.
His displeasure increased, when the sorting hat called the boy's name and Jamus Potter, practically strutted to the stool in the middle, the only thing keeping him from outwardly snaring at the boy was the fact Lily was right next to him, having managed to become a professor in charms and wouldn't appreciate it if she caught him sneering at her child.
The sorting hat was placed on the boy head, but nobody could have imagined how long it would take for the Hat to shout 'Griffondor', Jamus looked panicked before being relieved, Albus had especially frowned at this.
But than the name came.
"HAROLD JAMES POTTER!" Minervia yelled, causing her memory to be jogged to the fact, Jamus Potter did in fact have a twin brother.
There was murmurs and it only got louder when nobody answered.
"HAROLD JAMES POTTER?" She said, looking around, expecting to see an identical face of Jamus and she wasn't the only one.
Under the table, Albus casted a very strong revealing charm on the room.
It should make any glamour fall.
But there was nothing.
"I'm sure this has been fun." Albus said, his eyes twinkling not showing his annoyance. "But Harold James Potter, please make your way to the sorting hat, to be sorted."
Still no reply.
"Albus" Minerva said, "I don't think that child is here and we really need to press on"
"..Of course" He said, sitting down, his twinkly eyes, hid how he was silently fuming.
Even after the sorting, he stayed behind and made sure to check each and everyone of them in case they were Harry, but no success.
He had denied the truth for so long, that he was now forced to see the truth.
Harry was not at Hogwarts.
And that meant he never got on that train.
Harry, had never touched the letter he had given him.
Just where was Harry and how could he make sure, half of his planes didn't go up in smoke?
And scene!
Next chapter, Harry arrives at Durmstrang and get sorted. He couldn't help but notice something is was weird about the children around him, as he goes through his first day. Review/fav and follow!