Chapter 9

Disclaimer: you know what, I do own everything you're about to read. That's right and ya know what else, I was the one who found America, that right it was me. (That was sarcasm if you couldn't tell.)

After a surprisingly fast trip harry found himself standing in front of a large brass door. Standing beside him was a distinctly green Hagrid and griphook.

"What now?" Harrys question directed at griphook.

With an exasperated sigh "simply place your key in the lock and turn." Griphook said in a board tone. Doing just that harry found himself standing in front of a large pile of gold. The first thought that went through our young siths mind was a simple 'that's a lot of gold'. However that thought was pushed aside with thoughts on how this would make some of his plans considerably easer. Deciding that he could make plans for his new found fortune later he simply filled the small money bag he had received from the teller with as much gold as he could, not even making a noticeable dent in the pile. Walking back to the tram with Hagrid they started off again. After four fun filed minuets (fun for harry at least) they arrived at vault 713. Harry stayed in the car this time and watched as Hagrid and griphook approached a much darker door then the one they had just been at. Griphook ran a nail down the center of the door and slowly it opened only to show a small package lying on the floor. Quickly picking up the small bundle and placing it deep in his raged coat. Hagrid walked back to the cart and took his seat beside harry.

Harry wasn't sure what was in that package but he knew it was something powerful. Compared to the background levels this thing whatever it was, was shining like a star. Again looking at the source of this power harry was brought out of his mesmerized state by hagrids cheerful yet warning voice

"Gona have ter ask ya ta keep this our little secret 'erry wasn't even suppose ter show you, ya know.

"Don't worry I won't tell a living soul." Promised harry, fully intending to keep his word. Of course Revan being dead for nearly 3000 years didn't count as a living soul. Harry loved doing this, lying and telling the truth at the same time.

Again a short trip in the cart latter and harry and Hagrid were once again out in diagon ally. Apparently more time had passed than harry had realised the street was starting to fill up.

"Fist let's get yer school uniform, eh harry?" asked Hagrid already leading harry to a shop called 'madam malkin's robes for all occasions'. Harry followed Hagrid into the store. "Listen harry I'm gona slip out and pick up some of yer supplies, I'll meet ya out front when yer done." Nodding harry watched as Hagrid left the store. Sighing harry realised just how hard it was going to be to keep up this innocent act.

"Hogwarts dear?" harry was roused from his thoughts, "huh?" he blurted out. "Are you here for your Hogwarts robes?" a squat woman harry could only assume was madam milkin. "Oh yha, sorry about that I was lost in thought." "Not at all dear just follow me and well get you fitted. There's already another boy back there."

Following her to a back room harry found himself standing beside a blond boy with almost sickly pale skin. "Hello," said the blond boy "Hogwarts too?"

"Looks that way." Harry said, for the first time looking closely at the boy beside him. He had to hold in a snort. He could feel the darkness in him and it made him want to laugh. Compared to him this kid was about as dark as a lemming. Harry suddenly realised that the boy was still talking to him.

"You know what house you're going to be in?"

"Ah no." Harry was tempted to crush the snotty boy's neck if he didn't shut up soon. Luckily for the blond his fitting was just finished and he was already leaving the fitting room. Unfortunately harry was board and decided that it be fun to mess with the blond. Calling out to the force he tripped the boy just as he was walking out the door making him fall in a cart full of strange coloured fruit. After that it was only a few minutes till he was set up with his new robs. To be honest he sincerely doubted he was going to wear them they may have been black but they severely limited his movement and he had no desire to handicap himself on purpose if he didn't have to. 'I'll just put the badge on my sith robes there mostly black anyway'. Stepping out into the bright street it wasn't hard to find the large man that was acting as his guide.

"Well 'erry that everything just needs to get ya a wand" Hagrid said. It had been nearly an hour since the hade left gringots. Walking down the alley they entered an older looking store with boxes and boxes stacked along the wall. Just as harry approached the counter he felt a warning through the force behind him. Closing his eyes and waiting for the right time to strike. Then using the force to increase his speed he turned around and gave a round house kick to the man sneaking up behind him. Sending him sailing in to a shelf of boxes. Realising what he had done he scolded himself for showing some of his power.

"Heh, sorry about that." Said harry sheepishly hoping Hagrid didn't think too long on how an 11 year old boy sent a grown man flying.

"Oh not at all, not at all." Replied Olavander. "I really should stop sneaking up on people, but it's just so much fun." At that he got a far off look.

"Right, anyways I'm here to get a wand." Said harry giving the store keep an incredulous look.

"Oh, of course." And with that he disappeared again behind a stack of boxes. "Ah here 11 ¼ inch oak with phinoxs feather. Here give it a swish." And with that he shoved the wand into harry's hand.

Studying what wand, harry could feel what he had come to assume was magic. Following the storeowners instructions he gave the wand a flick, at this a potted plant near the window exploded rather violently. This of course appealed to harry love of senses violence and decided he was going to like this magic thing.

"Oh no that won't do, not at all." Olavander said as he took the wan from harry a disappeared again. "Here try this. 9 ¾ inches maple with a core of unicorn hair. Give this one a try." harry was surprised by olavanders stealth if not for the force he would of never known he was there. Pushing this thought out of his mind he grasped the wand and gave it a flick. This time the windows shattered. "No, no, no. That won't do at all. Let's try another." This process continued for well over an hour. Harry would get a wand and something would blow up, smash or catch on fire. Of course harry was having the time of his life.

"Hem ... you are a challenge. Let me think. ... Maybe," with that Olavander disappeared again this time coming back with a box that looked like it hadn't been touched in years. "Yes, yes. Here give this one here a try."

Shrugging harry took the wand and gave it a swish. This time however instead of something random blowing up a stream of read sparks came out of the end. A little disappointed at the lack of destruction he was about to toss the wand aside but before he could Olavander started up.

"Interesting, very interesting."

"What's interesting?" harry asked in a somewhat curios tone.

"I remember every wand that I've ever sold. 10¼ inches willow that was your mother's wand and 11 inches mahogany that was your fathers. But what's interesting is that the phinox that gave the feather that's in your wand also gave another. 13 ½ inches yew wood. And that wand gave you that scar." Olavander answered

"Hem, that is interesting." Said harry in an unemotional tone. And walked out the door.

"Is that everything?" harry asked as he and Hagrid walked to the portal that separated the wizarding world and the rest of London.

"Oh ... err yha that's all we need to pick up. ... Oh! Almost forgot. 'Ere 'erry I got ya a birthday present." Said Hagrid reaching to a package he had concealed in under the pile of harry's Hogwarts things. "Ya can take her to 'ogwarts with ya, real useful to, ya can use 'er to send letters an the like."

Harry took the cadge and held it up to eye level. In the cage was a snowy owl. Looking into her eyes he thought he saw a flash of intelligence and understanding. Slightly confused that an owl could read him so easily he simply thanked Hagrid and hollowed him back to the ally where they had first appeared.

"By the way 'erry 'ere's yer ticket to get onta the train to 'ogwarts just be at platform 9¾ when it tells ya ta." Hagrid said to harry as he pulled out the same brass ring and sent harry and himself back to Harry's uncle's house.

"Well 'erey I'll see ya at 'ogwarts." And with that Hagrid proceeded down the street looking for a dark corner to portkey back to Hogwarts.

Harry proceeded to take his newly bought magic supplies up to his room and tell his master of his discoveries.

As always his master was sitting in her dark corner reading one of the books she had 'liberated' the previous night. "Enjoy yourself?" Revan asked nonchalantly.

"Not really. I understand having to play the innocent 11 year old but that doesn't mean I have to enjoy it, though I did get to destroy the wand shop that was fun." Harry said that last bit with a small smile on his face. "However I know I'll go insane if I have to play the same game for a year." He gave a shudder at the thought of it. "However I did learn some things that I'm sure you'll find interesting. For one it appears I'm independently wealthy, my parents at least left me something I can use, at this he remembered that he had forgotten to ask about them and mentally groaned. Also it appears that I killed the previous dark lord when I was one." Revan raised an eyebrow at that, she knew that these dark lords were nothing compared to her but they weren't pushovers either, and to kill one at such a young age. She really had lucked out with her choice of apprentices.

"I see, that is interesting." Revan drawled "now what did you learn about this 'magic' what kind of power are we looking at?"

"I didn't see much mind you but it seems that these wizards are not like the Jedi and sith, they don't seem to focus on combat, but then again I only saw a small part of their world I can't real give a fare estimate of what magic can do in combat. However it seem that there all but useless with out there wands, take that away and I'm confident that they would no longer be a threat."

Revan nodded at her apprentice's assessment. "I see, from what I've read so far I would have to agree with your statement. However there's only one way to truly asses their capabilities. My apprentice your third test will be to hunt asses and kill a wizard. When you complete this you will be a true sith and as such you will be granted the title of sith. Do not fail me my apprentice." With that harry kneeled by his master giving a silent acknowledgment he rose grabbed his sith robes and light saber and prepared for his last trial.

A/N: sorry it took so long to update but I right when the mood strikes me plus I had other ideas that just wouldn't leave me alone so what ya going to do. Anyway I think I'm going to focus on this story more so you can expect more chapters in the future.