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A/N: Written for the challenges The Crossover Boot Camp, One Million Words Added, If You Dare Continued Challenge, and the Disney-A-Thon Challenge, As Much As You Can Challenge, Pick-A-Card Challenge, DevArt Prompts 3 List Challenge, DevArt Prompts Challenge, Writing Prompts DevArt 2 Challenge, Writing Prompt DevArt Challenge, 2015 New Years Resolution Challenge.
Prompts: Smiling, Write about any character's wand choosing them, Write about someone with extremely powerful/strange magic (Grandpapi), Gazing out into space, birthday, you ruined everything, green eyes, Name, Set in the Golden Trio Era.
A/N 2: Anything in italics is meant to be in the elfish language.
Gandalf's Manipulative Brother
You ruined everything, those words floated about Gandalf's mind as he found himself gazing out into space from his place on a small chair. His mind cursed his younger brother for what his actions had done not only to the small Elfling's birthday party but his life and future.
'What have you done Albus? Do you realise that you have made yourself an enemy to a whole world for doing this to the child?' Gandalf thought with a frown as he watched the terrified Elfling gaze at the wand Ollivander's hand as if it might bite him. 'That foolish brother of mine, could he not see the fear in Nelion's green eyes? Could he not see the youth in front of him? Why can he not understand that Elfling's age differently for...'
Memories of Nelion's parent's faces flashed though Gandalf's mind causing him to wince as he remembered seeing his younger brother for the first time in several hundred years. The smiling and laughter that had filled Rivendell had disappeared and would not be returning back to the area for a long time. All thanks to his brother who could not see past the end of his glasses.
"Try this one," Ollivander said calmly making Gandalf gaze to turn and land on him. "This one is yew wood with a hair from a unicorn's tail, freely given, for a core. Nice and light, good for Charm work."
As Nelion nervously accepted the wand from Ollivander as if it might bite him alive Ollivander shot Gandalf a worried look. Gandalf simply sighed heavily, already knowing what was going though the wand makers mind.
"He is too young for a wand, but that is my younger brother for you refusing to ignore the fact that Nelion is an Elfling and ages like all Elfling's do," Gandalf said before Ollivander could open his mouth. "But as soon as an owl was able to reach him Albus ignored everything else and everyone else."
"I had wondered what Harry Potter was doing coming so early to get his wand," Ollivander stated as he gazed worriedly down at the small Elfling who was standing on a stool so he could see over the counter. "The name Harry Potter holds a lot of power...it also holds a great deal of danger in the future for its owner."
"What do you mean Ollivander?" Gandalf asked with a dark look, out of the corner of his eye he watched as Nelion nervously waved the wand in a stiff manner only to let out a frightful squeak as a vase opposite him smashed into a thousand pieces. "You and I both know that you know more than you let on. Do not try to hide things from me, I am not my brothers."
"Which is why I offer you this warning for," Ollivander replied as he watched the spooked Elfling nervously place the wand down on the counter. "Albus Dumbledore has plans for Harry Potter, he has already chosen the boy's friends, one Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley. Along with setting up a great adventure for the poor boy."
"Really now," Gandalf said as he leant forwards with a small smile playing on his lips. "Amazing, the things you learn from being a humble wand maker. Tell me, do they know of Harry Potter's Elf name? Or do they truly believe him to be a normal human?"
"Your brother has been keeping things to himself again," Ollivander answered as he looked down at the boy known as both Harry Potter and Nelion with a worried gaze. "I have never come across it in all my years of being a wand maker but it is said that if a person is too young than no wand will accept them, even the one that they are meant to have. The person will have to wait a few years and try again."
"While I agree with you and your wands Ollivander I am afraid my brother will and does not," Gandalf replied as he shot Nelion a comforting look. "Please find young Nelion a suitable wand, one that can cope with the demands that will be placed on it...and any of the spells that those bumbling fools at the Ministry and my brother likes to put on them. It would do an old man's heart well to know that Nelion will be able to protect himself at any time and any place...compared to what might happen if those spells were on his wand."
"That I can do but I cannot force a wand to join with a wizard or witch," Ollivander said with a nod of his head. "I will do my best but I fear that due to the young age we might not find one yet. No matter what the Headmaster says...I do not see an eleven year old wizard standing in front of me ready for his wand-"
"You see a terrified Elflin who looks as if he is only three summer's old who should still be hiding in his mother's apron," Gandalf finished as he felt Nelion's gaze on him. "Ollivander do you have any more wands for young Nelion to try? I fear that the little one is reaching his limit, something I do not blame him after everything he and I have gone though today I think it is almost time to bring everything to an end."
"Of course Mr. Gandalf," Ollivander said with an understanding expression. "I will do my best, may I also say that my shop will always be open to you and young Nelion if you ever need it? Be it a new wand or a fireplace or safety or just someone to talk to."
"Thank you Ollivander," Gandalf said with a thankful nod of his head. "I fear that we will be taking you up on your offer a lot over these next few years."
End of Prompt.
