Chapter 2: Chapter 2
DISCLAIMER: THE BOOK BELONGS TO J. I HAVE ONLY BORROWED BOTH CHARACTERS AND PLOTLINE.
CHAPTER 2
Diagon alley was a bit crowded today since lots of children had come with their families to buy school supplies. Everyone was frantically running around while heaving loaded bags, weaving in and out of stores out to complete their lists.
Lily had not accompanied them that day since she had had a terrible headache since the morning so she had instead gone over to the Burrow to spend time with Mrs. Weasley and relax in their empty house.
Darren and Ron who were holding on to James's hands dragged him off to the wand maker's shop excitedly. They had searched for Harry in vain and only later on found out that the boy had wandered off and walked into the bookstore, 'Flourish and Blotts,' so they let him be. They could always comeback for his wand later on since extricating him away from the books would consume a large part of their time.
Mr. Ollivander peered deeply into Darren's face with his filmy grey eyes, sizing up his wand measurements and went inside his shop's storeroom bringing out with him a stunning black box.
"This is a powerful wand" he said feeling it lovingly "With the core of a unicorn's horn. Very rare, since usually only the tail is compatible in wand making. Also it has been molded from a dragon's breath, again something that is not usually done" he smiled, handing the wand over to Darren.
Beaming with suppressed excitement, Darren picked up the wand and gave it a small twirl when sparkly lights shot out of its end immediately, twinkling for a bit before fading off.
"A very quick decision indeed!" Mr, Ollivander said, congratulating him.
Ron eagerly got his own measurements taken, and after a few tries landed up with a sturdy, short wand with the core of a dragon's heartstrings.
Happy, the boys made their way out of the shop and spotted Broomstix the Quidditch store right opposite the street. They ran over to it, openly ogling at the new brilliant Nimbus in the window display.
James an avid Quidditch fan had followed them almost blindly when halfway across the street he had saw Harry lugging two heavy looking bags in his hands while crossing the street to enter the wand store.
Torn between wanting to follow Darren or Harry he ran up to Harry instead and immediately took the bags from him. Lifting them up he felt the weight of the bags and almost let go in surprise, how on earth had Harry managed to lift them so easily?
Harry stood grinning knowingly at his father and asked him to go drool over the broomsticks with the others.
"I know you want to dad!" Harry said, urging him on.
Laughing, James shook his head and said he would accompany Harry to get his wand but harry pushed him towards the Quidditch store, "You have to keep an eye on Ron and Darren, they've gone completely mad" he said, pointing at the two super excited boys.
"It'll only take a minute for me to finish dad; I'll get my wand quickly and give you a blow by blow account of what happened, promise."
James chuckled and agreed reluctantly only when he heard the shopkeeper in Quidditch store starting to yell and make wild flapping actions with his hands.
Harry turned and went in to the wand store and was immediately greeted by who made him stand still while taking his measurements.
After stupidly twirling around many wands, he finally chose a black wand with a unicorn's tail hair after shooting silver sparks out of it. The wand had felt better than the others but Harry still felt that it lacked a little something. He thanked Mr. Ollivander and paid for it leaving the store to join the rest of his family.
'Wands are okay' Harry thought to himself, but using wandless magic gave him a bigger thrill. It was little tiring yes, like when he had used a lightening charm to carry the bags but still it was a far more superior technique than using a wand.
After buying the rest of their school supplies, they stopped for a short while at Florence Fortesque's for ice-cream. The man liked Harry a lot, for his quiet ways and always gave him an extra scoop or more topping.
After eating they headed over to the Burrow where their mother was waiting for them and joined all the other Weasley children who had gone with Mr. Arthur Weasley earlier that day for shopping.
Lily having been cured of her headache joined in with everybody in examining their new goods. The Weasleys had gotten very high quality clothes and brooms for their children as it had been only recently that Molly had received a large inheritance from a deceased relative.
Arthur had also been promoted at work so their nouveau riche status had made them very aware of the money, making them want to provide only the best for their children to erase all those years of living in near poverty.
In all it was a blissful but tiring day so when the Potter's had returned to their own manor later on, the tired boys dumped everything on the floor and trudged up the staircase into their own rooms just wanting sleep desperately, exhausted from the days exertions.
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The next day however came the arduous task of packing with Lily acting like a drill Sargent, lining up their stuff into neat rows and with their help neatly putting away their merchandise into the new trunks.
At night before going to sleep Darren stuck his head into Harry's room through the doorway and grinning at him wishing him a goodnight.
Harry tiredly went over to his bed and sat down on the mattress pulling out a slightly glowing feather from a chain around his neck and kissed it for luck, removing it so as not to crush it while sleeping.
He gently placed it on the nightstand beside the bed where he kept his wand and was about to crash on to the bed when suddenly the feather started to levitate on its own!
Quick as quick as a flash it disappeared and Harry's wand had started to glow with an ethereal blue light! Gasping in shock, Harry carefully picked up his wand noticing that it had changed colors; it was no longer completely black but had an almost greyish tinge with a silvery sheen. Picking it up he twirled it around and there was a flash of blue light. The glowing dimmed gradually but the new color remained.
His wand had absorbed the Ice Phoenix's feather and had become one with it!
Finally it felt like Harry's wand and grinning at it he carefully placed it down beside his bed and went to sleep thinking that it was another thing that he didn't feel like mentioning about to the others.