Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
"Hagrid," Harry asked, "how did all those people know my name?"
Harry and Hagrid had just left the Leaky Cauldron and were now standing in front of a brick wall.
"That's because you're famous, Harry. Just like I told you earlier." Hagrid said as he tapped the brick wall with his umbrella.
Before Harry could ask anymore questions the wall began to turn into an entranceway. Harry was amazed at what he was seeing.
Hagrid smiled at the look of awe on Harry's face and said, "Well, here we are, Diagon Alley."
As they walked down the street of Diagon Alley, Harry was brought out of his happiness by just one thought. He didn't have the money to pay for this. And he knew that Uncle Vernon wouldn't give him any money at all. When he brought his problem up to Hagrid, Hagrid just laughed and said, "Don't worry Harry, we're going to Gringotts right now to get your money."
"Gringotts?" Harry asked confused.
"The wizarding bank." Hagrid said as he pointed ahead to the biggest building on the street. It was made of white marble and Harry stared at it in wonder.
"You mean I'm going to take out a loan?" Harry asked.
"You'll just have to wait and see." Hagrid said as they passed the goblins.
"What are those?" Harry asked as they passed two goblins at the entrance.
"Those are goblins. They run the bank. With them in charge, Gringotts is the safest place…except for Hogwarts. Rumor is that a dragon is guarding the vaults." Hagrid finished. "Boy would I like a dragon."
"You want a dragon?" Harry asked now confused.
Hagrid didn't have time to answer as they had reached a bank teller.
"Harry Potter would like withdraw money from his account." Hagrid said handing the goblin a key. "Also, Professor Dumbledore wanted me to give you this. It's about vault you-know-which." He continued in a low voice as he handed the goblin a mysterious letter.
The goblin seemed to know what he was talking about as he took the envelope and led them through a door into a cave. Before Harry knew it he was in a cart zooming at high speeds down below Diagon Alley.
The Goblin took the key from Hagrid when they reached a vault. Harry couldn't believe it! There was mounds and mounds of gold coins. "This is mine Hagrid?" Harry asked.
"Of course it is yours Harry. This is your parents vault, after all." Hagrid responded as he helped Harry fill his bag with coins.
Ten minutes later they were standing outside of another vault. "Whose vault is this?" Harry asked as he watched the goblin slide his finger down the high security door.
"Wish I could tell you Harry, but its Hogwarts business. Professor Dumbledore trusts me to keep this a secret. "Hargrid said proudly.
The door had now opened and revealed what looked like to harry, nothing more than a small package. Hagrid picked up the package and put it in his coat before leading the way back to the Gringotts Cart.
Before Harry knew it, he was once again walking down the middle of Diagon Alley.
"Why don't you get your robes first, Harry?" Hagrid said stopping outside of Madame Malkins. "I think it's best if I just wait outside. It looks a little bit crowded in there. Go on, you'll be okay."
Hesitantly, Harry took a step towards the shop and opened the door. The witch turned and looked at him when she heard the bell ring.
"Ah, you need your school robes. Hogwarts, I presume." It was more a statement than a question, but Harry chose to nod anyway.
"Just right back here." Madame Malkin said as she led harry through the rows and rows of robes. "Hop on to that stool right next to that young fellow."
Harry looked and noticed that he wasn't the only shopper in the store. On one of the stools getting fitted for his robes was a boy with blonde hair who had a bored look on his face.
After a few minutes the blonde boy spoke. "Is it your first year at Hogwarts, too?"
"Yes." Harry said trying to find something to say. "You?"
"Yes. My father just made the decision to let me go today. Him and Mother had quite the argument about it this morning. He wanted me to go to Durmstrang. But I'd rather go to Hogwarts."
"Where are your parents?" Harry asked wondering if eleven year old boys were always allowed to go to Diagon Alley by themselves.
"Father is looking at wands and Mother is looking for my textbooks. Where are your parents?"
"They died when I was a baby." Harry said.
"Oh. Sorry." The blonde boy said insincerely. "What House do you think you'll be in? I think I'll be in Slytherin. My whole family has been in Slytherin for generations. I just hope I don't get Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. I'd die if that happened."
"I don't know I guess." Harry said unsure of what houses were. Now the blonde boy was going on about how muggleborns shouldn't be allowed into Hogwarts. Boy, Harry thought as he paid for his robes, I don't know if I want to be friends with that boy. I hope I can avoid him at school.
Harry met up with Hagrid outside of the robe shop. Hagrid had a surprise for Harry, a snowy white owl.
Harry was speechless. He had never received a present from anyone.
"Thank you Hagrid." Harry said after recovering from his shock, "but you know you didn't have to…"
"Don't mention it." Hagrid interrupted. "I wanted to give you a birthday present."
They finished their shopping and headed back to the leaky cauldron for dinner.
Meanwhile, at Oliwanders wand shop, the Malfoy family was waiting as Draco tried every single wand in the store. Lucious was beginning to worry because it doesn't normally take a Malfoy that long to be "chosen" by a wand. Yes, that is true he reminded himself, but remember Draco is not a malfoy by blood. After every wand that Draco tried one of the Malfoy's would ask Mr. Olivander if they couldn't just take that one but the man would just smile and say, "I'm afraid not, Mr. Malfoy. The wand chooses the wizard not the other way around." And then he would go find another wand. Finally, Draco got the reaction they were waiting for. "Ah! Yes!" exclaimed Mr. Olivander. "This is the wand!"
"Well?" ask Lucius impatiently, "what are the measurements?"
"12 inches, willow, and…that's odd." Mr. Olivander said.
"What's odd?" demanded Narcisca.
"Well…"
"Tell us!" Lucius was demanding.
"Well, young Mr. Malfoy's wand has a feather of that from a phoenix."
"Is that all?" Draco asked, "I don't see anything odd about that."
"Yes," said Mr. Oliwander, "But I didn't realize that this particular phoenix had given a third feather."
"What is that suppose to mean?" Draco asked.
"You see, about 15 minutes ago, I sold a wand that also had a phoenix feather as the core. That phoenix feather came from the same phoenix that the one in your wand did. However, before now, I believed that there was only one other wand with that core. Years ago, I sold a wand to a young wizard whose wand also had a phoenix feather as the core. His core came from the same wand as the two wands that were bought today."
"Who owned the first one sold?" Draco wondered.
"Someone who would become the most feared wizard ever! He Who Mus…."
"Draco," Lucius interrupted suddenly, "we must be going."
"But…" Draco protested. He still didn't know what was so odd about his wand.
"Now, Draco!" Lucius said as he paid Mr. Oliwander. As Mr. Oliwander watched them go he thought to himself why a wand that was almost identical to Lord Voldemorts wand had chosen Draco Malfoy. He could understand why the wand sold earlier that day had chosen Harry Potter but not why an identical wand had chosen Draco Malfoy. As soon as the Malfoy family was out of sight he went to the floo, threw in a hand full of Floo powder and called "Albus Dumbledore's office!"
A second Later his head appeared in the office of Dumbledore's office.
"Why Mr. Oliwander!" Dumbledore exclaimed, "To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?"
"The Malfoy family just left my shop." Mr. Oliwander began. When Dumbledore didn't say anything he continued. "They were here to purchase a wand for young Mr. Malfoy."
"Ah, yes, I remember seeing Draco's Hogwarts letter before Minerva sent them out." Dumbledore replied calmly.
"Well, his wand has a feather of Fawkes!"
"Yes, I remember Fawkes giving away a few feathers. One to Voldemort, oh don't flinch my good man, and so the second one went to the wand that Draco Malfoy bought, that leaves the third feather which is…"
"In the wand that Harry Potter bought!" Mr. Oliwander interrupted.
Dumbledore stopped and said, "Excuse me?"
"Hagrid brought Mr. Potter here twenty minutes ago to buy his wand. That wand has a core of a phoenix feather in it. But why wasn't I told that Fawkes had given three feathers?"
Dumbledore sighed and said "can you come over for a few minutes? I'd rather tell you in private."
Mr. Oliwander agreed and stepped through the floo in to Dumbledore's office.
Once he was there Dumbledore invited him to sit and handed to him a dish filled with some sort of candy. "Lemon drop?" Dumbledore asked
"Uh…No thank you." Mr. Oliwander responded thinking to himself what is a lemon drop?
"Now then, I believe you were wondering, why I never told you that Fawkes had giving three feathers?"
Mr. Oliwander nodded his agreement.
"I believe that you know what happened 12 years ago this Halloween?" Dumbledore asked.
"Of course I know. He who must not be named disappeared after he killed Harry Potter's parents and his twin brother. What does that have to do with that?"
Dumbledore responded "What I am about to tell you does not leave my office."
Dumbledore told Mr. Oliwander the whole store of what he believed occurred on that Halloween night twelve years ago. He finished his story by saying, "Harry Potter's twin brother is still very much alive."