A.N. Don't hate me please. I didn't mean to take this long to write a chapter. I do need a beta to help me as mine has disappeared off the planet. If my beta is out there, please send me a PM. I have inadvertently either lost your contact info or you've disappeared. If you want to be my PM, tell me why, if you have beta other works, and whether or not you would like to contact me regularly to make sure I actually do writing.

Other news: Just a warning, I have started my HSC course (for anyone who doesn't know, it is my final year of school and they are the results I need to get into university). A warning for next year, I may not update any of my stories. At all. Oh, Everything is different in Cardiff is up for adoption. If you want it, send me a PM with details on why you want it. Send me a copy of the link when you win it. Oh, I can send you the chapter if you want it. Or you could rewrite the whole story. The story will be taken down at the end of December Australian Eastern Time Zone (UTC+10:00).

Also, I'm predominately using AO3 now as it is A) More reliable, B) Better set out, and C) I can filter exactly what I want, when I want. I still update on this site, though not as much. Anyway, on with the show.

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"Daddy, where are we going?" Harry asked to the figure to his left.

"We're going to Ollivanders to get your wand so then you can be a true wizard. I will not be sending you to Hogwarts though, I don't trust Professor Dumbledore."

"Ok daddy."

The two Snapes, one being held, the other not, headed towards a shop which appeared as old as the title said. OllIVANDERS MAKERS OF FINE WANDS SINCE 382 B.C.

The old shop front contained nothing more than pillows. Wether something had been resting on it was unknown, but one pillow appeared to be blackened and old. These pillows were encased in two cylindrical windows, side by side. Walking into the dark shop was rows and rows of bookshelves staked high with boxes. To those who do not know, within those boxes were wands. Each different sizes, cores, woods and a variety of other things. The only thing the same was that it was a slightly stick like figure.

"Hello Mr Snape." Called a voice from the shadows. "And also to you Professor Snape. Are you here for your wand?"

Little Harry turned his face towards his father's shoulder at the sudden sound. 'Definitely not Gryffindor' thought Severus.

"Yes we are here for Harry's wand." Gently Severus put his son down and faced him towards the eccentrically aged man. With his grey hair and Victorian clothes, he looked to be from anther time period, as everything else was within the British Wizarding World.

Ollivander looked at the young man closely, smiling slightly, he grabbed out a tape measure and measured his wand arm. Continuing to smile, Ollivander headed to the back of his shop. For years he had kept the wand in question hidden. Never finding the right person for the wand, but now its owner had arrived. Returning to the father and son duo, he held within his hands a very special wand.

Looking to his father for confirmation, Harry gently swished the wand. Light erupted, brighter than anything the two adults had ever seen, and after the light had diminished, green, blue, yellow and red bursts of colour streamed out of it.

Smiling happily, Ollivander walked behind the counter.

"Vine with unicorn heartstring, encased in the blood of a phoenix, both willingly given. The bearer of this wand is both pure hearted and yet has seen the worst that people can do. You Mr Snape, are one of a kind. And the cost of the wand is free. I have wanted to get rid of that thing for years. Take it and use it wisely."

Shaking his head slightly, Severus led Harry out of the old shop and into the street. The shops lining the alley were old and run down. Skipping past some of the shops, Severus led Harry to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, and gently pushed him inside. An old lady, wearing square framed glasses was measuring the body of a young child, who appeared to be Harry's age. His hair was bright blond hair with blue eyes. His body was slim and weak. A smile appeared on the handsome face when he looked at Severus and Harry.

"Godfather, its wonderful to see you." Said the boy, looking at Severus with awe.

"Hello Draco. Where is your father?"

"He's currently getting me my books for Albion. It's a school in Australia; hopefully it's better than Hogwarts, and Dumbledore will not be there at all."

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A.N. Yes I'm being mean and leaving it on a cliff hanger.

Ok, so the website for the detail of Ollivanders shop is my own, but from a picture is from here:

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You will have noticed, I have not mentioned Harry's scar. That is intentional; there are no horcruxes in my universe, well at least not in Harry. Though Harry was attacked, Voldemort's soul did not attach itself to him, so he is not needed to kill Voldie, and the grown ups can do so instead. Some may notice, that I basically had Severus pick him up. No he is not using his strength, instead Harry is about a metre high, but he will eventually grow. So to people who don't use metric he is about 3' 3.75", yes I am deliberately making him short.