Chapter 16
The bell sounded as they stepped inside Ollivander's. Harry's aunt sat in a chair to the side, while Harry stood in front of the counter.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, oh, I mean Lord Potter-Black" he said, catching sight of the two rings Harry willed visible. "I expected you to have a school escort," at this, Harry snorted, thinking back to what a poor job Hagrid had done his first trip here. "Well, no matter. We know why you're here, yes, so let's get started." Said Mr. Ollivander.
"Wait!"said Harry, "I want the wand that wants me for me! Not what others might expect."
Ollivander raised his eyebrows at this, but wisely kept his thoughts to himself. After Harry was measured again by a magical tape, Ollivander retrieved several boxes and handed Harry wand after wand after wand. There was an almost-match with Voldemort's brother-wand, but Harry told him it felt like it only worked halfway. If this was halfway, Ollivander was definitely interested to see what a full match looked like!
Box after box was opened and the wand tried, with no success until one old box was presented. Harry opened the box and grasped the wand, feeling an enormous swell of magic roll through him. This was the one!
"Mr. Ollivander? I'll take this one!" Harry said, excitedly.
"Lord Potter-Black, I must tell you, this wand has been here for time immemorable! It has never called to anyone before! We thought it a dud, but it's been in the family stock for so long, we just passed it on. This is ironwood, with a core of dark phoenix feather, 10 inches, rigid, not sure what magics it will perform best at, as we've never seen that combination before or since!" exclaimed Ollivander.
"How much, Mr. Ollivander?" asked Harry, impatiently.
"40 galleons even. It would be fair to say you don't want this information to get out, yes?" At this, Harry nodded. "Good, I daresay we can expect great things of you, Lord Potter-Black."
After haggling over the price of a wand holster, Harry had almost everything he needed.