Authors Note: Ok so my beta reader has asked I make a few things clear in the chapter. First I have read about wand lore but I have purposely broke some of the rules. I have done this because I think that the original ollivander in the book and his grandson would have differing opinions. I mean it is very common for scientist to have differing opinions so why not the same with wizards/witches.

GaleAeras: I am evil I am not gonna tell you any thing about my plot and as I promised I emailed you a part of chapter 3.

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Chapter 3 wand shopping

Samantha just stood there as the older blonde man, who apparently was the grandfather of the boy, dragged the child away.

The man had clearly called her a mudblood and she turned around to ask Albus what it meant, but before she could say anything Albus whispered in a very hushed tone "Samantha that is not a nice word to use!"

Samantha's eyes showed confusion and asked "Is it a curse word?" Albus just nodded.

Samantha then asked "Well, what does it mean?"

At this, Albus looked very uncomfortable and was about to tell her when Harry came up and said "Children, let's get going, we need to go get your wands." As Harry looked at the kids he could tell something was wrong and asked "What's going on over here?"

Samantha spoke "someone called me a mudblood and according to Albus it isn't a great word to use. Uncle Harry, what does the word mean?"

Harry looked down at Samantha and bent down whispering "Who called you that?"

Samantha looked at Harry and said "Well, honestly speaking, I don't know who it was, but the boy had blond hair." Before Harry could say anything Samantha added "But he didn't say the bad word. We were getting along just fine. It was the older person with blond hair and I think it was his grandfather."

Harry just nodded and whispered "Most likely it was Lucius Malfoy." Harry was about to lead the children out of the bookstore but a man walked up. Samantha looked curiously at the man and noticed that he also had blond hair.

The men spoke and said "Harry, I overheard what happened and I would like to apologize. It was totally out of line what my father said."

Harry put his hand on the man's shoulder and sighed "Draco, what happened was uncalled for but you have nothing to be sorry about you have not said anything wrong."

Draco just gave a nod and Harry guided the two children towards the door to leave, but before exiting he turned his head and said "Draco, I have said it before and I will say it again. If anyone is putting you, your child or your wife in…."

But before he could finish his sentence, a cold drawling voice came from behind him and Harry saw Draco's body freeze up "Mr. Potter, I can assure you that my family is perfectly safe and doesn't need your protection."

Harry's body went stiff as he looked at the older Malfoy and took a glance at the youngest Malfoy before saying "Mr. Malfoy, I am perfectly sure that Draco is more than capable of protecting his family, but….."

Before Harry could continue the older Malfoy gave a cold stare directly at Harry and gripped his wand tightly as he hissed "Are you threatening me Mr. Potter?"

Harry looked sternly at the older man and said " I am informing you that there are certain laws one must abide by, and as the head Auror it is my duty to enforce the law."

Before anything else could be said Ginny, Dudley and Amelia walked in. Ginny looked between Harry and Lucius and put a warm hand on Harry's shoulder and said "I hope everything is alright over here."

Before Harry could reply, Lucius snapped and said "Draco and Scorpius come on, I am running late for a meeting."

Draco walked quickly along but Scorpius looked pleadingly at Harry and whispered "help", but before Harry could say anything, Lucius grabbed Scorpius by the shoulder and dragged him out.

Dudley looked stunned "What was all that about?"

Harry was about to say something but Amelia spoke up "Dudley, there are certain families in the wizarding world that believe things should be run a certain way. Unfortunately, they aren't always best for society, and in fact can be very damaging to society as a whole." Amelia stopped to see if Dudley was understanding all this and when Dudley nodded Amelia continued " For example Voldemort." Dudley looked horrified and whispered "I thought he was dead."

Harry looked at him thoughtfully and said "Yes, he is dead, but unfortunately some of his ideals live on through his followers."

At this Dudley asked confusingly "Why aren't his followers in jail?"

Harry just nodded and said "Yes, most of them are in jail, but some of them are not. Some of them were trapped in a bad situation because of family and a perfect example is Draco Malfoy. He is the son of the person who I was talking to. Even though they were Death Eaters they were forced to be and forced to do despicable things and were pardon." Harry stopped to see if Dudley understood this. He continued but a little darkly this time "But then there are some who switched at the last minute because they saw their side was losing and because they switched they were let off with a light penalty. Unfortunately, there ideals didn't switch and since we have no proof we can't prosecute them."

At this Dudley looked confused "But Harry that little boy just asked for our help!"

Harry looked sadly at his cousin and said "Yes, he did whisper that and he has done it before. We have tried to investigate it several times, but every investigation leads to a dead end. When we question the other family members privately they will say everything is okay. Even the little boy denies everything, and our hands are tied every single time."

Ginny shook her head and with a sad voice said "I acknowledge that this is a terrible situation, but there is nothing that we can do about it. Enough of this depressing story, it is time to get the kids wands!" Ginny looked at Harry and grabbed all the supplies and said "Harry, why don't you go ahead while I take this back home?"

Harry gave his wife a kiss. As soon as she had everything, she turned on the spot and was gone.

Both Dudley and Samantha jumped back, but it was Dudley that spoke, "What the hell, where did she go?"

Harry quietly ushered everyone out and made their way to Ollivander's as Harry spoke, "She took the packages home, she will be right back."

As they walked towards the wand shop Harry's mind took a trip down memory lane and when he first acquired his wand. He chuckled at the memory. As they got closer to the shop Harry remembered that there was rumors that Ollivander had retired, and that his grandson had taken over the business.

As they entered the shop, Harry called out to the shop owner, soon there was a man standing at the counter, "Who do we have here?"

Harry put a hand on Albus's shoulder "Ollivander, this is my youngest son, Albus. This young lady is Samantha Dursley." Harry paused and then dramatically said "They both need wands today."

The man walked around the counter with a tape measure, he pointed towards Albus, "You….you first, over here, if you would."

He began measuring Albus's arms, his chest and even across his shoulders. Samantha curiously watched the events unfolding before her. The man went back behind the counter and pulled out several boxes, "My grandfather could tell you every single wand he ever sold, I can't, but I what I can do is pick the wand that will choose it's master within three attempts." Ollivander smirked at Harry.

At this Harry let out a chuckle, remembering again the first time he came for wand shopping and how difficult it was to find the wand for him and the power he felt when he found his match.

Ollivander quickly sorted the boxes he pulled out "Albus, he will have Griffin Hair, I know that…but the wood he will need….that is a bit harder to determine. You see my grandfather Garrick Ollivander had very strong opinions about what cores were acceptable and what were not, but that is not the case with me. You see I have done extensive research and came to a different conclusion then my grandfather. I have also found my wands are a little bit more powerful because of the research."

He looked over several of the wands and then looked curiously at Albus. After a while he took out the first wand, "This is willow ten and a half inches."

He handed it to Albus and as soon as Albus touched it the boxes behind Mr. Ollivander caught on fire. Mr. Ollivander took it away "Nope, not that one"

He took out a second wand, "This one is oak, eleven and a quarter inch and the hair of a female Griffin."

Albus took it and gave it a swish, fireworks erupted out of the end.

Harry gave a light pat on Albus's shoulder while Mr. Ollivander cried "Oh bravo!"

With the little excitement over Ollivander moved towards Samantha, "Ok let's get you set up."

After being measured the same way she had seen Mr. Ollivander do Albus, Samantha studied the man's face and it seemed that it became quiet dark but the darkness faded very quickly. He then said "It looks like this girl will be very tricky.." Samantha looked up curiously "Why do you say that sir?"

Ollivander chuckled "As I have told you, I am able to choose a wizard's wand within three tries and that is only done with studying the witch or wizard. Your measurements are very unique, but I am determined to find the right one, and that too on three tries."

This sentence feels sort of clunky? It's so mysterious and significant that you're going to want it to flow really nicely. Consider something like:

Ollivander shuffled mysteriously through his supplies, eventually emerging with three wands clutched tightly between his long fingers.

"Recent acquisitions of mine," he explained in an oddly hushed voice. "Each of them is entirely unique, and all are incredibly rare. You wouldn't believe the lengths I had to go to find them."

"This one, my fair lady, is made of yew. It is very rare and the ideal matches are very unusual. It can retain particularly dark and fearsome reputation in the spheres of dueling and all curses."

Samantha face went pale as she heard this but Ollivander chuckled. "But don't worry. Not all wizards or witches who yield this wand are attracted to the dark arts. They can equally prove a fierce protector of others. I can tell you for a fact that this wand will never choose either a mediocre or a timid owner. The core is made of Pheonix feather, which has healing properties and it is 13 inches long. So now go ahead and try it out."

Samantha took the wand in her hand and gave it a flick, but all of the boxes fell over. She heard Albus giggle behind her. Ollivander looked more curiously at the girl and said "Well this isn't the one." He looked at the two wands and said "Well, try this one. This wand is made of Cherry wood, It is a very rare wand wood and it is said to create strange powers. It is paired with the Heartstring of a Hungarian Horntail. It is a very deadly combination."

Ollivander gave Samantha the wand "Before you flick the wand, I suggest everyone gets away from the counter."

Harry nodded as everyone stepped away. Ollivander nodded at Samantha and she gave it a flick. All of a sudden, the books behind the counter caught on fire. Ollivander quickly doused the fire with his wand and his face went pale. The people in the store noticed this and Harry spoke "Mr. Ollivander, is everything okay?"

Ollivander looked at Harry and said "Yes everything is fine. It's just that as I have said I can choose a wand for a witch or wizard in three tries. This next wand I am certain is destined for young Samantha. From what my grandfather told me about you, Mr. Potter, you should already rather familiar with it."

Harry looked at Mr. Ollivander curiously as he pulled the wand out of the box and Harry's face went dark as he saw the wand in Ollivander's hand.