Wow, it's been an entire week since I've updated…which is like, seven times longer than it normally takes. Well, no more. I will now only be posting once a week, maybe every other week, as I have started up Shotokan Karate classes again after taking a year off to wrestle for my school. My new schedule doesn't allow me to write much, so I'll be posting far, far less. Maybe I'll maybe make chapters longer because of this; maybe not.
Oh, and a couple things: Harry is nutty because he is allowing his less normal tendencies to take root in this life because I felt like making it so. Also, his mom died because what little magic Harry has done in the couple lifetimes he's lived in that he did magic in was destructive, and he was in a little tiny body that couldn't handle the strain of more than one spell, which he wanted to use to kill Voldie and couldn't because Lily was in the way.
As always, review if you like it and review if you don't. Disclaimer: If I owned it, I'd be far too busy exploding expensive artwork to write fanfiction.
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Recap:
Arriving in the Leaky Cauldron, Harry strolled immediately towards the entrance to the alley and tapped in his stolen wand in a random pattern, and when the portal didn't open, he instead got ready to cast a blasting hex at it. Before he could, the portal was opened from the other side and he rushed in, sad that he no longer had an excuse to explode things. Oh well, he thought, first things fist, Gringotts.
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Harry strolled into Gringotts Bank with a snooty expression on his face and a desire to get himself some gold. Walking up to a teller, he imperiously demanded that he receive the money.
"Key?" the goblin teller asked without looking up.
"No, I don't have it on me," Harry admitted. "Couldn't I, I dunno, do a blood ritual to prove that I'm really me?"
The goblin sneered at him. "I don't think so, you're a minor. Kids don't get blood rituals or access to family vaults, them's the rules, take it or leave it."
Harry stared blankly at the goblin and turned on his heel, striding out. He had been so damn sure that it would work, and then he got rebuffed. Seeing a poncy-looking blonde, Harry realized that his trip wasn't ruined after all. Walking up next to the blonde, Harry tapped on his shoulder and leaned in close.
"Hey, is that Harry Potter?" Harry asked, pointing in the direction of Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. Seeing that the blonde was suitably distracted, Harry let loose a silent severing charm on the boy's bag, caught it as it fell, and walked off with it, leaving the blonde to search for a Harry Potter that definitely wasn't buying ice cream.
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Harry took his bag into Flourish and Blott's and set his bag down on an empty table. Pulling out his school supply list, Harry went through the bag and the list together, checking off items that he already had in order to determine if he needed anything.
Reaching the bottom of the list, Harry found the blond boy's school list, which was marked up just as Harry's was. Seeing that the name on the list was that of Draco Malfoy, Harry made a mental note to disguise the bag if he ended up in the same house as the boy. Checking again one final time to make sure that he was correct, Harry determined that all he needed to buy was a wand and his schoolbooks. Thankfully, the bag was magically expanded to hold everything that the Malfoy boy had already purchased, and the bag also contained the moneybag that Malfoy had been using to make his purchases. Smiling at the amount of Galleons still left in the bag, Harry bought his books and hurried out of the store.
While walking the short distance from Flourish and Blott's to Ollivander's, Harry was momentarily distracted by a pet store. Walking inside, he noticed a sign promoting the availability of a single runespoor, available for purchase upon request. Harry shuddered. He hated snakes.
Walking right back out of the store, Harry strolled into Ollivander's and immediately spotted the old man hiding in some shadows off to the side. Walking over to him, he ignored the bemused expression on his face and politely asked if he might buy a wand.
Whipping out a wand, Ollivander put it in Harry's hand and told him to give it a swish. Immediately, a shower of pink, crimson and black sparks jettisoned from the wand and lit a nearby shelf on fire. Ollivander hastily put the fire out and began to speak.
"Curious indeed, Mr. Potter," Ollivander started. "Twelve inches, cherry, with a core of an Ouroboros fang. This wand is an odd one indeed, Mr. Potter, and I made it exactly eleven years ago today. Curious indeed. That will be eleven Galleons."
Harry stared at the man unblinkingly and then proceeded to pay the man for his wand and walk out. Immediately, a scared Molly Weasley saw him and, suddenly furious, grabbed him by the ear and started dragging him towards the nearest Floo.
"Of all the stupid…reckless….ARRGH!"
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There ya go, another chapter. Cherry wood symbolizes rebirth, as does the Ouroboros, though that isn't an actual animal. In my story, an Ouroboros is a type of magical snake. Only a couple references this chapter, review if you caught them, if you liked this story, or if you have any questions. This chappie is a bit shorter than the last one, but isn't TOO bad. See you guys next time!
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