Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter.

A/N:

Before we start this, I want to tell you that I have been reading both fanfics and paid mainstream literature for the last several years. This story is the culmination of ideas that have been infesting my mind for months. There are a lot of ideas used in this story that come both from other fanfics and from mainstream books, TV, etc. So I request not to be told that things which I already know.

An information note please, Harry Potter is born in the year 1981; attacked in the year 1982 and is ten years old in the year 1991. Thank You the person for pointing it out to me but I have already built a bit of story on my timeline and I cannot change the timeline now. Please bear with me and the fact that the last chapter has been edited for the error in the cliff hanger at the end.

There is no interaction between Eve and Daphne & Susan Bones and Artemis due to a simple fact that seems to eluded many. Susan is the niece of Amelia Bones, who is the Director of DMLE and is the Heiress of The Ancient and Noble House of Bones. It would be very difficult to evade an investigation into why a woman with no ties to Bones Family is suddenly interested in the life of the Heiress of the House. Same for no interaction between Daphne and Eve due to Daphne's status as the Eldest Daughter and Heiress of Greengrass family.

I gave an interaction between Hermione and Ashley due to the fact that no one from the Magical World checks on the Muggle born before their Eleventh birthday. So, Ashley has a lot of bases to cover and mould Hermione into a person unlike the Cannon Hermione (Bossy, authority blind, socially stunted and a general need to prove herself ). The interactions between Queens and the rest of their younger counterparts is going to happen in the Christmas Holidays of the First Year.

Now that is done moving on the much awaited next part of Second Choices…..

Legend

Hadrian James Potter : Born July 31st, 1981

Ashley Donovan (Peverell) : Formerly known as Hermione Granger

Evangeline Aphrodite (Black) : Formerly known as Daphne Greengrass

Artemis Taylor :Formerly known as Susan Bones

Chapter 7

March 2nd, 1991
Lily's Pad

Harry Potter looked out of the window of the room where he was sitting with Miss Ashley standing in front of him. Today was his potion class. Ashley was telling him and side by side questioning him about potions and the various ingredients used in conjunction with various effects. This one was named as Kings Blood.

"Kings Blood, Harry. A common ingredient in potions laboratories everywhere. But also a dangerous element if used in some… rarer… potions. Can you name three and describe them to me?"

This time, Harry didn't even try to remember from his memory. He did know the answer, for he had prepared few of these potions a month back with his teachers.

"Blood-Serum, Ma'am. Used to clear the veins and arteries of the human body of a particularly nasty strain of poison. An inappropriate amount can cause nearly as much damage as the poison it is supposed to cure."

Ashley smiled. A proud smirk and a challenging smirk mixed in one.

"Correct."

"Troll's Breath is another. When drunk, it imbues the drinker with the ability to spit highly toxic saliva. Its use is currently banned in thirty-six countries."

"Correct again, Harry."

"The final one would be the Bombarding Elixir, sir. It consists of heavy doses of ground Kings Blood along with many other volatile ingredients. Its use was first documented by the Ottoman Empire when they hurled it in vast amounts against the magically warded walls of Constantinople to devastating effect."

"Well done, Harry. This concludes today's lessons and I dare say you have finished the syllabus for the Advanced Potions quite early. Well, I hope that you will continue to do as well when you go to Hogwarts. The Potions Professor there is a massive egoistical jerk with bullying tendencies and an improper teacher. His name as you know is Severus Snape and he is one of the youngest Potions Master from Britain. However, let us forget about him. Moving on, we are supposed to take you to Greece next week, for getting you a crafted wand. I understand that till now you are simply casting spells wandlessly but as the Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic's policy is to make use of wands that allows them to track us and make us more weak to their foolish idea of superiority. Also, if you start casting wand less magic, you will be noticed and will come under even more scrutiny from all those who would be watching your steps in Magical Britain, even more due to your status as the Boy Who Lived."

Harry asked a question that had been niggling at him since the beginning of the day," So, why get a wand from Greece? I mean, from the books I have read Mr. Ollivander is one of the most renown wand maker and crafter in the entire continent of Europe. We have Ollivander, Gregorovitch is from Germany and Miss Vesper caters mostly to the French and Italians. Except for these three not many names occur and are known in the Wand Craft business. So, basically you are telling me that someone else is there who can make a wand as good as those? How come no one knows of that person?"

"A very wise question, Harry. But the truth is that these three are famous due to the support and patron ship of the Magical Governments of their respective regions. However, some persons like, Mr. Wendell, Madam Celestine, Mr. Aelfric, etc. are not known due to the fact that most of the persons that come to them are rich purebloods who do not want the knowledge of their wands to be well known. A wand is now a day's regarded as one of the most sacred tools for a witch or a wizard. If a wand and its components are known, they can tell a great deal of information about the person who uses them. Guard the knowledge of your wand core and components jealously, Harry for they are sacred." Ashley told him seriously, looking straight into his eyes.

When Harry nodded, she went on," As for who the Wand Crafter is, that will be a surprise for you. But we have to get you a second wand from the Ollivanders too, so that the Ministry and Dumbledore both are focussed on it and not on your true wand. Move on now to Artemis's room. She will be quizzing you on the laws and the working of Wizengamot. Good luck and meet Eve in the dining room at three o'clock for the lunch. Good Bye." She said with a smile.

Harry smiled back and gave her a hug before walking off to his second tutor for the afternoon. Ashley watched him go with a sudden pang in her heart. She knew it was pathetic that all three of them were lusting after a pre pubescent boy only ten years of age but what could they do. No man could compare to their Harry and they certainly did not factor any of the other males they knew in their minds.

A one night stand with a stranger was unappealing due to the fact that these men could never factor the charm, love, care and feeling of being with Harry. They did not want to sully their bodies with any other males. For in their minds only Harry had full claim over every inch of their body. Yes, females could be used to sate the lusts they had or using that Ancient Spell for creating cocks for females to fuck them but they were never fully satisfied.

With a sigh, Ashley decided to leave the train of thoughts that her mind had taken and began getting dressed in more conservative clothes than the silky black nightgown she was wearing. Harry really had become immune to the sight of naked flesh for all three of them had from the very beginning had been very free and open with their bodies with the young boy. Harry had been very well trained to keep his cool at the sight of female flesh. The sexual training at Mystic Falls had progressed very well and Harry received very high grades and praises from all of his teachers.

Ashley was now in a stylish skirt and blouse as an attractive woman. She was classically beautiful with high cheek bones and symmetrical face, pouting full lips set under a straight nose and brilliantly blue eyes with a ring surrounding the pupil that seemed bright and intelligent. The long blonde hair were streaked with brown streaks, rather dark, down to the middle of her back and her body was perfect; slender but with plenty of curves to make her an interesting sight and legs that were toned, not overly so and were slender.

This look of her had what made Ashley and by proxy her store so popular with the community of Big Whinging. She had just a few months back 'revealed' to Hermione and her parents about the Magical world and had then spent two whole days convincing them about the situation she had dumped on them early on. She had told them about many things, especially the situation of Magical Britain and the recent history that happened there.

The Grangers had now no illusions about the world and the situation they would find themselves in an year. Hermione had been ecstatic at being more like her role model (Ashley herself) and had thrown herself into the lessons that she had offered them. Ashley had also offered these basic lessons to the elder Grangers and they had been very much happy to learn about the magical world.

As for Hermione, Ashley had begun to change her mindset from a bookworm, authority loving figure to a more social able person in the last few years. She had introduced the young girl to sports and the she had taken it to like fish to water. Hermione now had a medium circle of friends and her star had risen in the neighbourhood circles as a more likeable person instead of the socially inept and awkward situation she had found herself in her own childhood.

Ashley had introduced Hermione to lessons in etiquette along with basic customs taught to all purebloods along with a foundation in all the basic subjects taught at Hogwarts. She was also told about the importance of her status and the accompanying labels that the more heavy purebloods would tag her with. Her basic magic theory and understanding were up to par with an average pureblood heir or heiress.

The Grangers had been very grateful to her for changing the life of their only daughter and had grown even more closer to her. All in all Ashley had made a strong foundation for her younger self to grow and flourish. It was now up to her to grow and blossom into a flower from the seed Ashley had sown. Today there was a volleyball match for females in the school and Hermione who was on the team had invited Ashley to see her perform.

Ashley did not have the heart to say no to her and had accepted to the invitation. That is why she was going there and today, Ashley had hoped that she would tell her little self more about the darker side of the magical world. She now had only an year to bring Hermione to the acceptable level and she wasn't aiming to fail. With a last look at herself in the mirror and making sure she was presentable, Ashley moved to the back yard of the Lily's Pad and then vanished with a small pop.

March 5, 1991
The Ministry of Magic
Records Office

Evangeline looked around with a practiced eye, missing nothing yet giving away. The Records Office was poorly maintained and had just a single person guarding it who was more interested in his Play Witch magazine. Eve nearly had cursed the man when he had winked at her and leered over her body. But all she had done was raise an eyebrow and sniff disdainfully before moving away and then coming back disillusioned and entered the office. After casting a number of wards on the entrance so that she would not be disturbed, she set upon doing her work.

She wanted to badly strangle the persons in charge of the entire office for being so damn inefficient, alongside being generally lazy. She had never imagined the entire room be nothing but just a large clutter with no managing done. Whenever she was at the Ministry of Magic, Eve was mostly gotten in to a foul mood. This was reflected in her expression right now, as she was looking around as if she wanted to dismantle everything in the room and rebuild it into something more efficient.

Truth be told, many a times Ashley back in their time line would have half wished that Eve would give into the impulse and do exactly that. Thinking at the clutter in front of her, she thought that discretion was a better form of valour and sent a message to Ashley for assistance who replied with an affirmative and then arrived within half an hour.

Eve sighed a bit in relief when Ashley arrived and told her the entire situation. Their work was to hide the trails of their work and make their trail hidden in the mess of the Records Office and find some forgotten laws that Ashley had found back in their own timeline that allowed them to get that much amount of power to get their revenge and remain untouchable.

They were currently deep inside the Wizengamot archives, undertaking the pains-taking task of searching box after box of Law transcripts. The room had obviously been designed and filled with the idea of packing the maximum quantity of parchment in the minimum amount of space, with no consideration for the possibility that anybody might actually want to retrieve any of the records later on.

Naturally, this made finding and extracting any records an extraordinarily difficult task. It didn't help that the ledger for this purpose appeared to be completely useless. They wanted

The master archive of the Wizengamot was the last resort. It contained the official record of every bit of business that went before the Wizengamot, so there was plenty of chaff to wade through.

In the opinion of the Queens, the Ministry of Magic is not usually a very efficient place. This is due to the usual maladies that all bureaucracies are vulnerable to. Of course, the fact that the society of magical Britain has not really cottoned on to the idea of audits just makes things worse.

Promotions are rarely made on the basis of merit, nepotism and cronyism being the principal drivers. The decision making process had two guiding influences depending on the seniority of the person making the decision - managers always had their own promotion path and job security at the forefront, while junior workers tended to follow the rulebook religiously in order to avoid becoming a scapegoat for the myriad of errors, mistakes and complete cock-ups that were the norm for the day to day operations of the Ministry.

As the root causes of those blunders (management) were rarely punished for making them, the system was never corrected and the whole process became mired in incompetence, cowardice and blatant corruption.

Of course, any inefficient system could be made to work. It just took a powerful person who had enough authority to threaten entire careers to start issuing orders. When that happened, lots of things could be achieved in a very short time period. Rich wizards like Lucius Malfoy did it all the time, using a carrot (bribery) and stick ("the Minister won't like this") approach. It was this tendency for the bureaucratic sheep to follow orders that had allowed Ashley to go from having nothing about Harry's Murder case to holding a memorial and getting justice for him in a little less than 48 hours after his killing.

Eve paused as she entered the dark and dusty room that was one of the Ministry's many archives. Unfortunately the Ministry had no central archive for the paperwork generated by the day to day activities of the magical world, as each department and group ran its own. This made cross-referencing almost impossible, and forced many hours of patient back-tracking across multiple floors to find out exactly where any given document was stored.

Naturally, things got lost. More than one Minister had attempted to bring order to the disorganised mess that was the filing system of the Ministry, but every one of them had given up when confronted with the sheer scale of the problem as well as a bureaucracy that was fiercely resistant to change.

Still, Eve felt that she was on the right track with this one. The magical Registrar of Births, Deaths and Marriages was the best place to go to find out about adoptions and guardianship files, if only because every other Ministry department that might have had an interest in the area had neatly side-stepped the responsibility.

No, her hesitation was caused by memories of the last archives room that she had personally visited - the one that had the potential to ultimately cause the largest shake-up in the Ministry since the fall of You-Know-Who when it would be discovered that one Sirius Black had fallen through every loophole known to bureaucracy. The repercussions would likely be felt for at least an year or two if not more, especially considering that the Minister's position was looking less secure every day.

It is amazing just how many old problems can emerge from the woodwork once there is a hint of scandal in the air, the time travelled Queen thought to herself as she started to walk down what seemed to be miles of shelving.

As she reached the P section, she slowed down as she thought about James and Lily Potter and cast a few spells on the Potter family files. The results were shocking but not unexpected. Albus Dumbledore had originally cast two charms that acted in two ways to keep the files of Harry Potter out of sight. The first was a simple charm that meant that most people would simply not notice the file as they were sorting their way through the paperwork. It was low-powered and would not work on anybody who was absolutely determined to find the paperwork of the Boy-Who-Lived, but it was sufficient to keep most people from ever noticing the name "Harry James Potter" to begin with.

The other charm was more powerful and direct. It would detect the intent of anybody who was actively searching for the file of Harry Potter and forcibly redirect them. Anybody affected by this charm would find themselves suddenly unconcerned with their search and would remember other more critical tasks to get around to doing. This particular charm was very strong - Dumbledore had cast it with the Elder Wand and had put as much power as he could into it. To avoid attracting attention he had been forced to layer an intricate set of additional charms that disguised the fact that the Harry Potter file had an incredibly strong set of wards on them.

When Eve had submitted the paperwork that transferred the guardianship of Harry Potter to all three of them, she hadn't been able to take the opportunity to modify Dumbledore's magic to suit her own purposes.

But, right now she had time and no interference. In the end of a quarter hour of hard work, the result was a ward scheme that was practically invisible to all but the best curse-breakers. Furthermore, the original effects had been enhanced, as many persons, especially one Lucius Malfoy was unwittingly about to discover in the future whenever he tried to get his hands on the Potter Heir in the future.

When the magic cast on Harry Potter's files detected a serious intent to find them, the wards took action by diverting the attention of the searcher to another task. Eve stopped her work as she felt the wards at work. With the searcher now distracted, the wards then suppressed any memory of the Harry Potter files.

After more than three hours of searching both Eve and Ashley found the files. Actually, since Ashley remembered the location of files just by accident and then they cast the same charms as Dumbledore had cast on the files of Harry Potter to prevent others from using those laws. Their work done, both the women lowered their wards and then stepped out of the Records Office with no one much wiser of what had been done in the span of last few hours.

March 9, 1991
Somewhere in Greece

The silence of the forest clearing was interrupted by a sudden noise like a whirling wave and four persons appeared in the previously unoccupied clearing in a swirl of multi coloured lights. Three of the figures remained upright but the fourth and much smaller figure immediately stumbled as all of them touched the ground. The lights and sounds stopped to reveal that the three figures were female and the fourth figure who was on the ground was a male from the sound his complaining.

"Why do I always fall whenever I use a portkey? I feel like I am going to hurl. And why all of you never stumble around as I do? You all are hiding something aren't you? I can feel the smugness from here at my inability to use a portkey from you." Complained Harry with a small pout forming on his face that made him look more adorable.

"I was hoping that you might figure that out by yourself but maybe I was wrong. Why don't you think it over and if after this trip you can't find the answer, I'll tell you how to avoid falling after using a portkey." A smirking Artemis replied knowing that Harry would take it as a challenge and would try to solve the problem himself. She certainly knew how to motivate her young charge.

"Ok. Now, can you tell me who is this secret wand crafter that you won't even tell me the person's name nor any clue to his / her identity. I don't understand the need of secrecy for this trip." He asked them all.

"The real reason about this secrecy will be told to you when you reach that person's residence. It is not far away from here, just a few miles in the north, near the forest. The person in question is a legend but not many in the magical world know about her..." said Ashley before Harry interrupted her.

"Ahh.. A HER... Then the person in question is a female. Thank you for volunteering that part of information." He said at the lapse on part of his guardians. He had been trying to find quite a lot of information but had been thwarted at every attempt. He had been very frustrated at the fact that he wasn't allowed to even know the name of the person he was going to meet.

"Ashley, I think we should go and thank you for spoiling the surprise beforehand. I was looking forward to seeing Harry's reaction to our guest. Well, the cat's out of the bag and Harry I would leave the topic as it is, if I were you. It is not safe to discuss about the person we are taking you to meet in such an open environment. Let's get moving as we are already behind schedule by half an hour." Said Eve making Harry shut up and Ashley to groan at her slip up.

Nevertheless, all four of them moved towards the direction of a faint trail pointed by Artemis and vanished into the forest with only the sounds of flora and fauna as their companions.

After more than an hour of trekking, all four of them reached the outskirts of the forest where every one of them felt a powerful array of wards and magic protecting what seemed to be a property for they couldn't see anything in front of them except for unending forest. Since they could not move forward without breaking the wards and acting more unfriendly rather than the guests, this left only diplomacy.

Eve used her wand to send a powerful flare spell that was visible even in the bright morning sky as a comet in space. Within moments of Eve's spell, a hooded figure arrived in front of them seemingly from midair. A cold female voice, laded with power spoke," Identify yourselves and your purpose?"

Ashley moved forward and bowed slightly and spoke softly but with authority and steel behind her words," Honourable Lady of the grounds, we are just a few guests in search for a trade and mean you no harm."

"And what trade it might be that you seek here?" asked the voice again.

To which Eve moved forward and spoke just as softly but no less firmly," A trade of your skill."

The figure nodded and then spoke with warmness in her tone," You all may enter."

"Thank you, My Lady." Said Artemis and Harry looked at the entire exchange in silence.

All of them felt the wards shift and welcome them into their embrace. Harry shivered slightly as he felt the powerful wards and their magic pass through his skin and looked forwards in a bit of wonder and amazement. For where before in front of them was just a forest was now a big manor surrounded by a high wall that encircled the property with a high rise gate. Harry though had seen the effects of wards but this was the first time he had seen it on such a large scale. He walked with all three Queens inside the property. The hooded figure led them to the large manor house and as they entered the door, she simply turned and her violet eyes seemed to glow from beneath the darkness of the hood as she looked over at them. As they entered the manor, he felt his hair stand up from the ambient magic. True, he did not know about magic much, but even he could tell that the air was filled with mystical power. He was about to say that to Ashley, when he felt the rush of something around them and saw her eyes looking at them with barely held power. Her eyes seemed to linger mostly on Harry and then she spoke.

"Welcome to my home. My name is Selene Lilith Dracul and I am a wand crafter whose skills have been sought by many persons over a period of last six hundred years. I have been hunted across many countries just in order to make some boys a wand better than they would have ever been to procure. So tell me a reason to offer you my services rather than wiping you all where you stand." She said, her voice becoming cold and imperious.

Harry gulped a little but Artemis smiled and moved towards the woman holding in her hand a sealed scroll of some type. It was painfully obvious that Lady Selene recognised the scroll because her violet eyes widened beneath the hood and she let out a small gasp. Artemis simply handed over the scroll to the trembling woman who was suddenly overcome by emotion.

Eve stepped forward and spoke, her voice soft and heavy with regret but still she spoke," We know of your loss and struggles, Lady Selene and we can swear on our honour that we mean you no harm. If you want we can swear a Blood Oath to that effect. We just want Harry to have a wand crafted by you. It took us years to find any information about you for your history was erased from many archives and were hard to track and even more difficult to find. You are one of the true master and mistress of wand lore and you were the one who learnt under the Ancient Master with the ancestors of Gregorovitch and Ollivander. You who know more than other about wand making and its secrets. Even you know that the standards of the world as you and we know have fallen. A weak and improper tool is no better than a broken or nonexistent tool. The boy in front of you has a destiny and we do not want that he would be kept from it due to non availability of a true focus that only a person like you can create. Give your hands a chance for you may surprise yourself with the masterpiece you may or may not create."

Lady Selene had grown more silent as Eve spoke and had even nodded at some points. When Eve finished her small speech, she looked directly into Harry's eyes and he felt as if his soul was being measured by the female vampire who suddenly nodded and removed her hood allowing everyone to see her features.

Lady Selene had long wavy black hair that cascaded down her back in gentle waves; her features were fine and aristocratic in nature. Her eyes were a startling violet that just sucked you in. Her complexion was quite fair and her skin looked incredibly soft. Harry had an almost uncontrollable urge to reach out and touch her full red lips.

" I am merely an humble wand crafter. And may I know your name, as well as the one of the child with you? So you are the one for whom these three are ready to make a Blood Oath. You must be very dear for them to agree to such a dangerous oath without worrying about repercussions. " asked the black haired woman, her tone now jovial, though Harry could tell that she could very well kill them all if she wanted to.

All three Queens relaxed and Ashley was looking alternatively between Harry and Lady Selene, while Harry was simply watching the scene. He could tell that his guardians were quite relaxed as Lady Selene was in a good mood, so all of them would probably live, so long as they didn't deliberately try to anger her.

"I'm Eve." Pointing at Ashley and Artemis she introduced them and then looking at him she said "The child" and she pronounced child as if she found hard to believe he was one, " is Harry Potter." she said, as she gave a small bow, and made a gesture towards Harry.

Artemis simply glanced at Eve curiously, even as Lady Selene turned towards him.

"Aah, Harry Potter. I am honoured to receive someone so famous in my humble home. Though if I may, I had expected you to get your wand at Ollivanders, in Britain? After all, you are British."

"It's...complicated. But I'm sure your wands are as much better than the British ones? As all of you were discussing it right now." he replied

The female vampire nodded with a neutral expression, but Harry could tell that behind the stone façade, she was quite pleased with his answer.

"Indeed, indeed. Now, young Potter, would you mind coming with me? Your guardians can come too. A wand for a person such as you will have a vast potential just like you, though it will be slightly more difficult to craft."

As Lady Selene was leading them towards the back rooms, Harry couldn't help but feel curious.

"Excuse-me, My Lady, but how did you know about my potential?"

"In my profession, young Potter, there is always something mysterious that allows us Wand Crafters to guess the potential of the wielders or else we would not be able to make a wand suited for that person, though I heard that most European wand makers do not make a brand new wand but try to fit their customers with the previously made wands that are made from selective materials and ingredients. It only allows the most compatible wand to work with the witch or wizard while I make a wand that reflects the personality of the magical person due to using each and every ingredient we need for the wand crafting. Though this process may take more time but the results speak for themselves. I do not boast but my wands are more powerful and much more matched to the person they are crafted for unlike the trend followed by most wand makers hence they are called as such while I call myself a Crafter. I use each and every skill needed to make the best focus rather than leaving a customer with a compatible wand. Wand Making and crafting was a hobby for me before I created a wand for a friend of mine who betrayed us and began serving under a Necromancer of Italy. That Necromancer got the information about me and my unique talent and had me hunted. I ran over the entire known lands from him but he was always behind me. His desire for me as his slave was disgusting and he spared no one connected with me in order to get what he wanted. I lost many good friends and relatives to that mad man's desire. However, it has been three hundred years since I created a wand and that Necromancer died leaving me alone but my search had attracted a lot of attention towards me and my speciality of making true focus. I am feeling a little bored after being on the run for a long time. "

"Ah, I see." Harry nodded while the queens themselves looked interested at that part of History.

They had arrived in a room filled with shelves, which were separated into three separate groups. The one closest to the left wall was covered with wood blocks, the one in the centre was covered with countless jars, and in right corner of the room was another group of shelves, far smaller than the previous two, with around hundred boxes lined on it.

"Though I must confess I have not been entirely truthful on how I can make a wand that good. But I will need an Secrecy Oath on the process of making the wand and my identity. If someone asks tell them it is a wand from the Family Vault. That makes it Family Property and no ministry or even ICW can touch it as it would mean prying into family secrets." She said to them seriously.

Once the oaths had been given, Selene smiled like a Cheshire Cat and said something that shocked them all," Harry Potter, I will need to drink your blood to find what type of wand I have to make for you. Don't worry, I am not going to drain you dry, just a few drops will be enough."

This statement had gotten dropped jaws from everyone and even the unflappable Eve was sputtering. However, it was Ashley who spoke up first after recovering the fastest," What do mean by DRINKING HIS BLOOD? If you think for a moment that I will allow you to come near him, you are mistaken..."

Whatever she was going to say was evaporated when Lady Selene simply raised an eyebrow looking unimpressed at the Queen who trailed off as Selene spoke simply," Do you want me to make him a wand or not. This is how I can find what the wand's specifications will be but that will come later on. First I need him to choose the materials." And she looked at Harry who sighed to himself and feeling a lot braver walked up to the Wand Mistress who looked surprised at his daring.

Gesturing for the Queens to stay where they were, Lady Selene led Harry towards the shelves holding the wood blocks.

"Now, Young Potter, I want you to close your eyes, and feel the different wood blocks on this shelf. If one or more of them feel right to you, please give them to me."

Doing as he was told, he touched the different items, and when he finished, he had given five blocks to the female vampire who looked more interested than before and her eyes were twinkling.

"Tell me, Potter Heir, what you felt when you touched them?"

"I'm...not sure. The first one, well it felt warm, I don't know how to describe it better than that. And the second, it felt as if I was getting back something I missed. It's weird, I know, but..."

"Now, now, Harry. We are looking for the wood that will make your wand, of course it may feel strange. It is unfortunate, but few people can understand that the wizard doesn't choose the wand, it's the wand that chooses the wizard. Magic made you attuned with these particular woods, and there must be a reason for this. As for the woods we are going to use, am I right when I say that your reaction to the last three blocks was stronger than for the first two ones?"

"Yeah, you're right."

"Good. This last block of wood from an Elder Tree more than fifteen hundred years old and it is rumoured that the tree was a house of a Royal Phoenix, the last of its kind, before she was attacked by something and fled. The Royal Phoenix are termed as sacred birds and the trees such as that one are believed to be blessed by the rebirth fires of the Phoenix. The second last block of wood is Holly wood that fits the older lines so your family at some time likely encountered the old powers that have long since left. A balance between masculine and feminine energy as a wand made of Holly encourages spiritual initiation and faerie work in particular. You will find joyful spells and excitement more in your future while the spiritual component helps centre you and the faerie affinity will show in transfiguration. It seeks those searching for rebirth, sacred knowledge, and authority. The Third last block is surprisingly not a wood but Mithril sample heated in the flames of an ancient dragon. The very first wood block that you chose was Hawthorn. It is very rare but is unyielding and has a nasty backlash when handled improperly. The last wood left is Black Walnut and if it is any indication as it is suited for those with earth and spirit while in magical fields it is suited for natural manipulations though it is useful in winds despite that along with it choosing to aid travellers and herald yet protect from the storm and the muse to motivate. Now that we have picked up the wood, may you tell me if any of these jars call to you? Remember, close your eyes, it will be easier." She said looking very excited at the vast range of woods to work with.

For a long time, he kept his eyes closed, but after a few minutes, he opened them again, disappointed.

"Sorry, I don't feel anything important. There are a few that feel slightly better than the others, but that's about all."

Far from looking disappointed, the Wand Crafter frowned, before taking Harry to the last shelf. She pointed the boxes to him, before explaining.

"Harry, please try again. Usually I do not ask my clients to try with these, as they are rather unique, and most find their core with the ones on the shelf we saw earlier. However it seems that your magic did not call to them, so we can try."

Frowning, he closed his eyes again, and he almost immediately felt something, probably magic, pull him to three of the boxes. Pointing them to the Lady Selene, he explained "These are the ones that feel like it's calling for me, and want to be a part of me."

"Interesting...Indeed, very interesting. Would you like to know about the contents of these boxes? For I sure want to know about them."

As he nodded eagerly, the woman chuckled, and opened the boxes. Behind them the Queens giggled quietly at Harry's eagerness to find out more about his wand. As Selene waved her wand, each of the boxes opened and their contents were displayed.

"This, is something very interesting. I have never worked with these many cores and if my instincts are not wrong, the wand is still going to be incomplete. The wand will grow and its missing components will be revealed to you over a period of time. Don't worry it has happened before but is very rare, happening only five recorded times in the history."

Carefully checking the boxes and their components for any disrepair, she then spoke looking impressed." You have chosen a Royal Phoenix feather, the very one whose tree of residence gave the Elder wood for the wand, along with a single hair from a unique breed of a Hellhound living around eight hundred years ago. The animal was more powerful than the normal kind because it was a cross species of some sort. Unfortunately, it had to be killed because there was no harmless way to detain the animal. The hair had some very special magical properties and a few hairs were retrieved by my master to craft a wand in the future which were passed to me. This type of core is rare enough to be never used. You are the very first person who has gotten any reaction from them. I had honestly forgotten about them. The last core is surprisingly a liquid core of freely given blood of an ancient Sphinx which is more than three thousand years old. Now that your wand cores are found, I must have a few drops of your blood to find more about core, power and potential which will help me to create this wand. If you will please Young Potter, hold out your right wand." Selene told him while making a moment that allowed the Queens who were away, permission to enter the room.

Harry looked a bit worried before Artemis nodded at him. Harry then simply held out his right hand and offered it to Lady Selene, who looked rather shocked at this gesture and then sat on her knees in front of him and took the offered wrist to her blood red lips.

A minute pin prick and then Harry felt a most curious sensation in his body as he closed his eyes. He felt relaxed and at peace and distantly he heard Lady Selene let out a moan that his mind categorised as highly seductive and erotic. Then the sensation was gone and he opened his eyes and saw that Selene was standing away from him and stared into his eyes before quickly looking away, her cheeks turning a darker shade of red.

The Queens watched Selene slowly drink Harry's blood. Her eyes had closed the moment the red liquid had touched her lips. Every few seconds her body would give little shudders, and each one of them heard strange noises coming from her mouth. They didn't have to be a genius to know what those sounds were as they did not sound like a gulp and they were too soft and were not muffled by the wrist for them to properly categorize.

A few seconds later, Selene moved back down, setting the wrist back. She looked over at Harry and, once again, everyone got to lay witness to the woman's blushing face, who had often spent most of her time trying to run away from her tormentors and was a fantastic wand maker.

"Thank you," she mumbled so softly that were it not for his better hearing, Harry would have missed it.

"You're welcome," Harry said.

"I really mean it, Harry Potter," Selene continued.

"I –" she swallowed, then flushed a bit more as she turned her head to look back at him. "You don't know how much this means to me. This is a time... a time anyone has ever let me drink their blood without any protest. Actually, this is the first time I drank blood from a wizard directly. The others gave me their blood in a container. No one allowed me to drink it from their veins."

"Is me giving you my blood directly really that big of a deal?" asked Harry, honestly confused. But the Queens were not surprised at Selene's gratitude for they understood the reason well.

Harry couldn't quite see what the big deal was. He bled so much during sparring sessions of martial arts and hand to hand combat with the Queens when he got punched in the face that the idea of giving someone some blood hardly mattered to him at all.

Maybe there was some kind of sentimental value involved that he just wasn't understanding. A Vampire thing, perhaps?

Selene looked at him in honest shock.

"Harry," she said, her voice trembling in a way it never had before with any person she had met. "Do you really not get it?"

"No," Harry shrugged.

"Harry," she repeated. "You are a wizard whose magic is very potent. Magic is in the blood. For you to just give me blood to drink directly, it's..." she paused, searching for the right words before shaking her head as she realized there were no right words to describe what had just happened. "It's unheard of. No wizard would ever willingly let a vampire drink their blood from their veins. That's like, one of the ultimate signs of trust you could possibly give a Vampire."

Lady Selene got her composure back very soon after the discussion ended, and spoke in her regal voice," I will need a week for crafting the wand. I have what I want for the specifications. However, keeping in mind that the wand is to be bonded to the Young Potter heir, I will be visiting your home to finalise the work. I hope you can give me a portkey to your home and please prepare a ritual room for the ritual. Or you can come here next week for the wand."

Artemis spoke," We don't mind but I think I have something for you Lady Selene, in return for your services and help. I give you my vow that no one will know of your arrival to my home. This ring will allow you to arrive at our home. If you want I can give you a vow of silence with others." As she gave a simple silver ring to the Wand Mistress.

"Thank You, that will be all. Now in regards to my payment, that will be five hundred Galleons and I'll do the ritual for free. Do you accept or not? Also, an advance payment of fifty percent would be appreciated." She said with a smirk.

"I agree. Thank you for your time, Lady Selene." Said Eve as she paid the required amount from a money pouch.

"Good Bye, Lady Selene and we all will be waiting for you next week." Said Ashley and they all moved out of the property with a slightly happy Selene following them. She followed them to the gates where, they gave her a last wave and then using a portkey vanished as it whisked them back to their country.

Lady Selene looked at the place where the boy known as Harry Potter was standing. Her lips stretched in a slight smile as she spoke softly to the wind to a person only she could see," I have seen the power you bestowed to your son Lily. Sorry for lying to them, but I am clearly impressed with your courage and gamble. All that time when you were here, I never thought you could see the larger picture. How very wrong I was. Your son will really be the catalyst for change, I can see that very clearly. I'll help him. That's the least I can do for him and you. You watch over him real carefully Lily, for he is going to be doing great things, terrible to some but still great."

With these words she turned to go back in the manor, for she had a wand to craft after all.

March 12, 1991
The Burrow
Ottery St. Catchpole

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore , one of the most famous wizards alive, was sitting in the living room of the Weasley's with one of his most vocal supporters, namely Molly Weasley nee Prewitt. He was, surprisingly, not very imposing, as one would expect from the only wizard known to have been able to induce fear in Voldemort's heart, but instead looked like a normal, if a bit lunatic, old man. He had a long, pure white, beard, and he was currently wearing cyan robes with golden snitches imprints, something that many would have considered a crime as the overall picture was incredibly disturbing, and spoke of an awful fashion sense. His blue eyes were sharp as he looked around the Living Room, the only sign that despite his rather unassuming appearance, he was far from average.

Molly Weasley was the Matriarch of the now destitute and poor Weasley family and a member of the Order of the Phoenix. The Weasley's were an old family who had lost most of their fortunes to a bad investment in the late sixteenth century. Even though they did not hold the same level of respect and power now a days, the family as a whole had a reputation for being blessed with powerful children than any other purebloods.

The current head of the Weasley Household was known as Arthur Weasley who commanded respect from most of the Light Side and a few Neutral Houses due to his kind and caring nature. The Weasley family had seven children with their eldest two already passed out from Hogwarts and the rest at Hogwarts excluding the last two who would enter in the next two years. The Weasley's were renown family of Light Side and Albus Dumbledore just knew how to get help from them for his plan.

He knew about the blind devotion Molly had for him and her wish to see Weasley and Prewitt families rise again in the prominence. All he had to do was cast a few charms and mind altering spells on Molly Weasley like he had been doing since the last Eight years, slowly reinforcing her loyalty and world view through the rose tinted glasses he had been putting on her eyes. Though it was a shame that he was uncaring of the way he was breaking the family bonds of one of the most good people in the world but this was for the Greater Good. It would allow him to be capitulated in the eyes of the magical world as the Merlin of next Golden Age.

Albus remembered his well crafted and extremely clever plan, the one he had made when he found out that the Weasley's had a daughter, the very first in the last thirty generations of Weasley family ,a rare occurrence for Ginerva Weasley was the seventh child of the seventh son, a truly powerful combination by the magical numerology. He had been relived at the girl's birth as the birth and the subsequent survival of one Harry Potter at the hands of the Tom Riddle had created a dilemma for the self proclaimed Leader of Light.

How to get his hands on the Potter Family Vaults without resorting to getting his hands dirty or his involvement found out?

His plan was simple yet highly effective: Getting the Potter Wills sealed was easy so prevent their execution using his powers as Supreme Mugwump and which in turn allowed him to place Harry with the magic hating relatives while increasing their hate and negative behaviour at the boy. He also bounded the boy's magical core and bloodline talents for the boy would have to die and the talents he had would be of no use to him.

He threw Sirius Black into Azkaban without any trial to prevent any chance of the boys getting independent or away. He also turned Molly Weasley on the path of changing the views of her daughter to make her believe that she would be Lady Potter in the future. After all, he could not let the boy marry any girl of his choice. Through Ginerva who would be controlled by Molly which in turn will be controlled by him, he could get the riches of the Potter Family.

Albus Dumbledore had planned for the entire life of Harry Potter. His plan simply consisted of making the boy a Martyr and weakening Voldemort after he killed the boy and destroyed his own horcrux that was in the scar that he gave the boy. After the boy's death, he would simply step forth and defeat the Dark Lord and become the God and Leader of the Magical World. It was as simple as that but needed a lot of time and preparations to create. Time he had after the defeat of Tom Riddle.

Molly Weasley arrived with a cup of tea along with a tray of snacks. She was a pleasantly plump woman with bright red hair and a pleasant face. As soon as she arrived, Albus pointed his wand, unnoticed, at her and muttered a sleeping charm. The Weasley Matriarch immediately fell asleep on the floor. Albus muttered a charm and the woman was arrayed on the couch. After that he went to work on the woman. Several subtle compulsion and behaviour modification charms were put on her. He implanted several suggestions and mental commands in the psyche of the woman and then pulled out a very mild loyalty potion from his robes. Severus had been very obligating in creating the potion.

Using a medical spell used to make unconscious patients drink, he poured the entire vial down her throat. After making sure that everything was done, he pulled out another vial and put it in Molly's cup. It was an alchemical potion that he had modified to bind the potions and charms he had just performed to Molly's magic and make them work long time and very slowly over a period of year.

He cast an Enervate charm on the woman and with a flick of his wand, removed the wards he had put up to prevent anyone from knowing what was going on.

Molly Weasley got up and looked directly at the twinkling eyes of Albus Dumbledore. She asked him," What happened headmaster. Why I am on the couch? Last thing I remember is bringing you tea."

Using a mild compulsion on the woman to drink the tea, Albus replied," Ah, Molly. You just slipped on the floor and hit your head. I just managed to use a cushioning charm to prevent you from getting hurt. Just that you hit your head harder on falling down and fainted. I simply put you on the couch and casted a Renervate charm on you. Dear me, are you feeling alright?" he asked with fake concern.

"Oh thank you, Headmaster. I must be tired very much if I fainted from such a small shock. Thank you very much. I hope it was no trouble. May be a bit of tea shall help me." She replied as her eyes were fixed on the cup.

Molly drank the tea and Albus watched gleefully from inside his mind as his plan came to fruition with Molly now further under his control.

"Tell me Molly, did you tell your little daughter about Harry Potter and his adventures..." Albus Dumbledore began weaving webs of lies and half truths around Molly Weasley as she listened to him, with Albus Dumbledore not knowing that the boy he wished to control was far away from his reach and influence.

March 17, 1991
Lily's Pad

Lady Selene Dracul arrived at the front yard in a whirl of lights and colours, holding the ring portkey, she had been given earlier for visiting the location. She looked the very inch of royalty with the crimson red and silver robes that showcased her vampire body making her look more like a model rather than seven hundred year old Wand Crafter. She was carrying a large purse and looked very happy.

"Welcome to our humble home, Lady Selene. I hope you had an interesting week. May I offer you some refreshments?" Asked Eve who was waiting for her to arrive since the last twenty minutes. Eve was very much worried about the complexity of the wand that would be crafted for Harry due to the number of woods and multi cores Harry had a reaction and affinity for.

"Yes, that would be very kind of you. On the other hand, yes, I did have a very interesting week by creating a real masterpiece. I daresay that this wand is one of its kind and rather a powerful focus. I hope that you have gotten the ritual room ready for I still have to bind the wand to young Harry before giving it to him. Can I know where is he?" she asked looking around for the emerald eyed boy even as Eve handed her a glass of ice cold lemonade.

Eve chuckled a little at the enthusiasm that Lady Selene was showing and invited the woman inside the home. Selene looked at the walls covered by the various photographs, most of depicting Harry at different places with each of the three women sometimes with all three of them. The young boy looked reserved and shy in most photographs but underneath that he looked very happy with the three women.

Eve led Lady Selene to the ritual room which was already prepared with all the runes and Harry was already in the room with Ashley and Artemis who were fussing over him. The only things left in the room were the personal runes that Lady Selene yet had to put as the main catalyst for the Bonding Ritual. As soon as she entered, all of them looked at her and gave her a little bow with Harry taking the initiative and speaking," Thank You, Lady Selene for gracing our home with your presence and helping me by creating a focus for me. I am in your debt for that."

"No need for that, young Harry Potter. I was delighted to make a real wand after all these years. But I must say, your wand was a challenge to bring into this world. The combination of five woods and three ancient and powerful cores was very taxing on me. It took me a few false starts before I managed to create a wand of suitable for your magical core. It was an interesting experience and I can say that I have your wand all ready for you." From within the woman's robes, Lady Selene produced a simple black box. Harry and the Queens waited with baited breaths as the old woman with violet eyes opened the box.

When the lid was pulled off, Harry saw his wand lying on top of a plush purple pillow made of what looked like satin. The wand was made of what seemed like a black wood with multiple streaks of white, red and silver in between. The handle was made in the form of a pair flying Phoenixes which indeed were created from red wood. It was long and straight with what seemed like white elderberries placed at uniform points along the entire length of wand with the thickest right at the end of handle and the smallest just an inch away from the tip which was pointed and deadly looking.

All around the wand Harry found there were a number of runes etched into the wood. He recognised only a few of them from his studies in Elder Futhark, the runes for strength, invulnerability, the rune for enemy, rune for purity, the rune for spirit or the soul, rune for death and the last he recognised was the rune for conquest. There were others that he couldn't decipher and these were the most prominent ones that he could see. All of them were etched in a weird silver with a hint of red. All in all the wand was looking perfect in his eyes but his magical senses were telling him that there was something more needed for it.

Harry found himself transfixed on the wand as Lady Selene moved closer. "Thirteen inches exact, made from the woods of one of the oldest Elder woods, along with an internal casing of Hawthorn and Black Walnut. The Holly was used in between as a conduit and the Mithril was used with Elder wood in berries and to etch the runes. Triple wand cores are used as the wand core and focus. The Royal Phoenix feather wrapped in the hair of the Hellhound and then dipped in the blood of the Sphinx." Her eyes held an intensity that Harry had yet to see in the woman as she spoke. "This wand is powerful, very powerful, but it is also incomplete, Young Potter Heir."

"Incomplete?" Harry's attention was snapped away from the wand that lay in the box as he looked at the female vampire, his brow furrowed. Why would Lady Selene call at their home to inform him that his wand was ready if it had yet to be finished? Unless, his mind flashed back to the words that Lady Selene had spoken ' the wand is to be bonded to the Young Potter heir ' ... "You need me to finish it."

"Indeed," Lady Selene said, seemingly delighted that Harry had been paying attention to her words that day. "All the components I have used for this wand are all very powerful, incredibly so, but because of that they are also unstable when used together. This wand cannot be used safely unless I have a powerful catalyst that can bind the wood and two cores together."

"Blood," Harry answered again. It was the only logical conclusion he could come to. "You need my blood. How much?"

"Enough to fill this vial, but you will also needed to stand in the runic circle I will create for the binding ritual" Lady Selene held up a small tube-like vial that was about six inches in length and half an inch in circumference. Harry took it from her, and held it aloft to his eyes. Artemis brought forth an ornately carved Obsidian and Silver dagger in front of him and Harry, who knew what he had to do, took it without flinching. Harry held the dagger for moment and then sliced open the vein in his wrist and held the wound to the opening in the vial as blood gushed out. When it was full, Lady Selene healed the wound before any of the Queens could do the job, and took the vial from him.

"It will take me about an hour to write the runic circle that will bind the wand to you and your blood only," Lady Selene told him. "You may wait right here, or come back later after I call you. But remember when you arrive stand in the circle without disturbing any of the runes and then bathe the wand in your blood from top to bottom before I begin the ritual."

"I think I'll wait here," Harry informed her, and with that he walked over to the wall, sat down, and took out a book on Warding and started reading it.

The three Queens looked at the suddenly blurring form of the female vampire who began creating an incredibly complex runic circle on the ground and marking its boundaries using Harry's Blood. Artemis went on to create the lunch for them all while Ashley went to the Potions Lab where she was already making some potions. Eve decided to sit along with Harry and observe the Vampire Mistress on her work and see if she needed her help if any. Her body could sense the immense build up of magic in the room as the Runic Circle was getting built and she knew Harry could feel it too. Whatever Lady Selene was creating was immensely powerful and needed a lot of power to work.

After more than an fifty minutes, Selene pronounced the circle ready for the ritual and asked Harry to stand inside the circle. The entire room seemed to have a heavy pressure as if in presence of something unworldly. Also, Artemis and Ashley, both had arrived to watch the ritual. Lady Selene spoke up," Get Ready, Young Harry Potter. First, bathe the wand with your blood and do not heal the wound. Cut the veins of both wrists and then hold the wand with both the wands. No matter what happens, whatever you feel, do not let go of the wand. I must warn you that this is going to be a bit painful and I have never done this ritual for anyone but you. I am doing it because I feel it is worth for you and your future."

With these words, Lady Selene nodded to Harry who with a sigh cut the veins of both his wrists and bathed the entire wand with his blood. To his surprise, the wand seemed to be absorbing the blood into the runes and the ritual hadn't even begun yet. He held the wand whose runes on the surface were beginning to glow with a reddish light.

Lady Selene saw the runes absorbing the blood and began speaking an ancient chant that seemed to slowly gather strength and then suddenly gather strength that lit the runic circle on the ground with emerald green light with sparks and crackling with arcs of multi coloured lightning. The very atmosphere of the room turned more heavy as if each one in the room was lifting a tonne of weight on their shoulders.

The female Vampire's voice suddenly took an unearthly change and became menacing, powerful, harsh as stone. A shadow seemed to pass over the room as the wand seemed to drink up energy and blood with greed and Harry who was holding the wand felt a mind numbing pain as if his very essence was on fire. He refused to cry out and immediately the pressure was gone. Fire sang in his veins and he felt a spark into his mind as if he had found a long lost part of his soul. The feeling of wholeness and completeness rushed through him and he raised his wand towards the ceiling of the room with both his hands and with a roar unleashed a pulse of magic on instinct. His wounds on his wrists healed with a hiss.

All the three Queens felt an unearthly feeling in the room as they saw the entire ritual happening in front of them. Then, Harry roared and unleashed a crackling beam of pure magic towards the roof where it was absorbed by the runes on the ceiling which glowed an powerful blue due to the charge in them. After that Lady Selene stopped chanting and the wand and Harry both glowed a powerful Green with Gold and Silver mixed in it as they finished the bonding.

Everyone was slightly impressed at seeing Harry glow with the bonding with his wand. It was said that those who glow with their bonding of wands possessed very powerful magic.

"That is quite impressive." Lady Selene said carefully as she too clearly noticed the bright glow.

Harry smiled at them looking a bit tired and drunk. He moved out of the barely visible circle which had nearly vanished and only thing left was a single black line on the ground along with the outer most layer of runes.

"The bonding was a success and I can definitely say that you are destined for great things, Harry Potter. Many hopes will be piled upon you and you might be the catalyst for the change needed for the Magical World. You need a few hours of rest before you can use your wand. It can be used only by you. If a person uses your wand, it will not work properly. I hope you will master the wand for this wand is suited for all types of magic and it will reflect your soul. If you excel at any magic, the spells of that Magic will be more powerful than usual." Spoke Lady Selene.

Harry nodded and muttered a faint thanks before he fell asleep. With her work done, Lady Selene moved to the living room as the Queens put the sleeping boy in his room and then went back to their guest for more details about Harry's wand and Wand Lore in general.

June 20, 1991
The Three Broomsticks
Hogsmeade

Madame Rosemerta was sitting in the pub when she got a message from one of her nieces going to visit her this afternoon after working in Mystic Falls. She herself would have loved to work there as she had done for two fun filled years after graduating from Hogwarts but she already was the owner of an established business in Hogsmeade which her mother had given to her as she reached twenty years old.

Even though Rosemerta had left the Mystic Falls project, she still was loyal to their ideals and worked as an undercover spy and information gatherer for them in the Hogsmeade. She was one of the most capable agents and had been given a long term mission in enemy lines as the village was located near Hogwarts and this school of magic was a stranglehold of Albus too many bloody names Dumbledore.

Now a person would wonder why Albus Dumbledore would be on the list of enemies of Mystic Falls. It was as simple as two plus two is four. The traditionalist Albus Dumbledore's number of activities and plans for the Greater Good had clashed directly into the equal rights for females and Magical creatures equality that the Mystic Falls preached. In fact, Albus had tried to get the Project to shut down using his influence as Supreme Mugwump and Chief Warlock. It had been for naught as his every attempt had failed and countered.

Artemis knew this and had come across some of the crimes that the self proclaimed Leader of Light had committed against few of the members of her organisation. They had tried to get some justice and compensation against the offending Pure Bloods but Albus Dumbledore had blocked their attempts for the Half Bloods and First Generation Witches. For now, the Leader of Light was untouchable and enjoyed the support of the masses but that was about to change.

Rosemerta's assignment was simple. Collect the information on the activities of Albus Dumbledore and provide support to the females of Mystic Falls in Hogwarts. She also got information from the staff members and especially her good friends, Poppy Pomfrey and Xiomara Hooch who worked at Hogwarts as the school nurse and Flying instructor respectively. It pained her to hide her loyalty from her friends but she had reason to suspect that both of them were under some sort of Charms and Compulsions. So, taking the better part of the road, Madame Rosemerta decided to bring the condition of her friends to her superiors in the Mystic Falls.

Right now, she was waiting with a news of Albus going on a meeting with Nicholas Flamel. Poor Hagrid never knew why Rosemerta gave him free alcohol that easily. A drunk Hagrid would easily blabber every secret and Rosemerta knew and took full advantage of this fact. As her niece arrived, Rosemerta thought that maybe she ought to visit the Mystic Falls building in London sometime this year.

October 27th, 1991
Ashley's Book Store
Big Whinging

Hermione Granger looked at her teacher with an inquiring look in her eyes as the mentioned teacher used her wand to reverse the transfiguration that she had attempted. The Levifors spell was a third year inanimate transfiguration spell that allowed one create a Rabbit out of any in animate material and then control its movements. Hermione wondered how much more she had to learn. She was grateful to Miss Ashley for teaching her magic and rules of the world she was going to enter in an year.

She had gotten a custom made wand from a trip to France six months earlier. This wand consisted of two woods- Rose Wood and Oak with a single core of Griffin heartstrings. Ten and a quarter inches long and excelling at subtle magic but working far above average for any branch of Magic. She treasured it and cared for it every day. As Miss Ashley had told her, she knew the importance of the wand and wand less magic. She was taught many lessons from basic theory of magic to laws of underage magic and the so called Statute of Secrecy.

Her life really had changed with the revelation of her being a witch, a First Generation witch nonetheless. She now knew that what was expected of her and how she had to act with the so called Pure Blood Elitists of the Magical Britain. She also knew of the rampant corruption, bigotry and a host of other problems that were hidden in plain view of all. If she hadn't been informed of this hidden face of the Magical Community by Miss Ashley, Hermione had no doubt that she would have jumped headlong into the so called opportunity and then ruined her life after seven years of Magical Education and no legs to stand up on after being shuffled off for some less qualified but more worthy Magical Blood cue sarcasm here.

She was now at third year of Magical Study and had found the magical syllabus incredibly boring. Lessons which could have been covered in few weeks had been spread over six months at the least. A person who would expect magical studies to be vast and consisting of many subjects would be sorely disappointed. Also, she knew that the magical world expected a person like her to know about their rules and regulations and customs without giving any information about them. How much moronic and brain dead a government could be?

Ashley looked at the thinking face of her young ward and smiled to herself at a job well done. She would never allow her younger self to make the same mistakes that she did when she was younger. That is why she now took the young girl under her wings and taught her knowledge expected of a Heiress of a pureblood house. Also, this Hermione was not socially awkward and a bookworm to boot. She did not need to show her knowledge and defer to the decisions of an authority figure like a mindless drone. This Hermione had a fire to herself and was going to be a star amongst the weak ambers of her generation.

Looking at the young charge, she decided to teach the young girl about Arithmancy. She remembered her old times when she had taken to spell creation and how much Arithmancy had helped her.

" Ok. Hermione, I think this is enough for today's class. However, for doing so well, I am going to teach you the basics of Arithmancy. It's main use is in spell creation. I hope you like it as it is one of my favourite subjects." She said and nearly chuckled at the starry eyed look that Hermione had in her eyes.

That is how began the lessons of Hermione is Arithmancy.

November 5th, 1991
The Ossuary
England

In the ancestral house of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Bones, whose motto for centuries had been 'Justia, Veneratio, Fortitudo' Or as it was taught to all young Bones: 'A willingness to do whatever it takes to do what is morally right, even if it takes walking in the shadows.'

Amelia Bones knew it better than others. She herself had been trained to perfection by her father and grandfather. Several of her activities if known to the world and especially Magical Britain would cause undue problems to all, especially as they could easily be said to be as Treason. That is why she was surprised when she got a message from a known dead channel of her family. Several important and highly classified information was given to her including plans of the so called Imperious Victim Lucius Malfoy and his two hidden stashes of dark artefacts. The most dangerous piece of information that had the potential to destabilise the entire government was also there.

The incarceration of Lord Sirius Orion Black in Azkaban without a trial and no proof. There was given evidence with an extract from the Potter Wills that had never been read by the order of the Chief Warlock, Albus Dumbledore which declared that the said person was the Godfather of Harry Potter making his so called betrayal a farce as magic would have killed the betrayer in accordance to the Godfather Ritual performed by them.

Amelia Bones had been told that the records of Sirius Black's trial were just impossible to find. Even at the Auror's archive, the informant told some details that made her ready to spit chips. After a thorough search no less than five times the informant had found...nothing. No record of Sirius Black ever being charged with the murder of one wizard and twelve muggles. Not even the most basic of charge sheets were be found.

It was enough to tax Amelia's badly strained patience to the limit. Either the record keeping was brilliant at losing things, or...

...Sirius Black had been in Azkaban since 1981 without having been charged or tried.

Even if he was a murderous scumbag, this total violation of the justice system made Amelia's blood boil. There were laws for a reason, damn it.

The informant whoever he / she was brilliant and had given Amelia Bones a list of clauses and laws that she could use to build a case against the main instigators of this injustice. Several names had been listed, along with their roles in this travesty and there were proofs of their wrong doings and three were quite enough to make her feel faint. These were:

1. Albus Dumbledore

2. Millicent Bagnold

3. Lucius Malfoy

4. Augustus Nott

5. Bartemius Crouch Sr.

6. Dolores Umbridge

Amelia Bones was given a timeline and recent proofs of a living Peter Pettigrew whose location was not told citing secrecy and the traitor's ability to flee at first sign of trouble. She was also told that the person knew the location of Peter who was in reality the Secret Keeper of the Potters and was a willing Death Eater that served the Dark Lord and would get him present for his trial. Amelia was ready to go charging and free Sirius from the Azkaban but the mysterious Letter Informant had warned against this course of action and she was warned to keep this a secret as the mentioned parties would try to bury the case and this meant silencing all the loose ends that they had left unintentionally.

A time frame and several action plans and their backups were given to Amelia with a contract to act for the justice in the case of Sirius Black with a Blood Quill to sign it making it an official partnership between the mysterious person and Amelia herself.

Amelia looked over the contract and found it to be drawn in a very straight forward manner and few escape clauses for both the sides in case of failure. She looked over the documents again and then decided to follow her gut instincts which were telling her to go for this. After a few hours of brain storming and thinking, Amelia decided to go for it.

For she had been told from child hood the motto for her family 'Justia, Veneratio, Fortitudo'. And by the sacred ancestors she was going to fulfil it.

As she signed the parchment with the Blood Quill, she was not aware of a woman far away who looked at the glowing parchment of the contract and smiled as she spoke to no one in particular," One down, three more to go."

I will be waiting for the reviews of this story as they make me more inspired to do more good….. I will be waiting for those reviews.

Also a bit of shameless self-propaganda. I have written a Naruto Story named Love From Future with the same theme of time travel as this one. Please those interested, read it and tell me about it and give it their reviews too…

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