So, since I've read ahead on my friends notes I tried looking for who was in this harem he was making. I was able to make out that Hermione and Ginny were in it, but other than that it was kind of blurry. That or I overlooked something. From my assumptions I can guess that Daphne Greengrass is in it as well as Gabrielle Delacour? The second one had some reason that my friend had never written down. Personally I don't like this pairing since gabrielle was... what nine/ten maximum when she was first introduced? Then again, Harry himself was only, I think 14 right? If anyone knows the exact ages, please notify me so I can make a final decision on whether to edit her out or not. There were also more girls but they were too iffy for me to really assume.

Shopping was... brilliant. For the first time in Harrys life someone was actually buying him things, and he couldn't help but enjoy himself. At first it was pretty awkward and Harry had constantly been saying he didn't need anything, but Sora had simply laughed in his face and continued to buy him things. There was, however, one incident when they stopped by the pub to get drinks and everyone swarmed Harry and took turns shaking his hand until Sora told them that they had much to do and little time to do it. He told him he would explain why it happened once they returned home and that he should focus on having fun for now.

Madame Malkins provided Harry with some expensive dress robes that Sora had told him was for if he had a social gathering with some of the pureblood families. Of course Sora then went into a mini-rant about idiotic pureblood beliefs like a family called Malfoy. This certainly confused Harry until Sora had went through the explanation of how a lot of the pureblood families held contempt for anything that wasn't a pureblood like themselves. Unfortunately they were also the richest families most of the time and thus held too much sway over the ministry.

Next Harry was given a broom, a Nimbus 2000, and had the entirety of Quidditch explained to him afterwards over ice cream. It was a very passionate subject for Sora as he fully enjoyed the sport. Harry just wanted to know what it was like to fly and was excitedly looking forward to trying it.

Second to last stop was to the pet store, which Harry had asked why he needed a pet. This went into how wizards used owls to communicate with each other across long distances. There were other forms of communication like the patronus charm, the floo call, and a few others, but the patronus wasn't used because it was supposedly hard to learn. The others were used too it was just more convenient to use owls. Unfortunately it seemed like Sora couldn't find what he wanted and he had said they'll search again at a later time.

Finally, after having loaded up on clothes, robes, the broom, and some sweets for Sora, the last place to visit was Olivanders the wand maker. This place, Sora had said, was the most important since a wand was the most vital tool to a wizard.

"Afternoon Mr. Olivander, my name is Sora, this right here is Harry."

The old man looked at the two and then focused on Harry. "Yes, yes. I hadn't expected to see you so soon Harry Potter. It seems only yesterday your parents were in here buying their wands. ten and a quarter inches, swishy, willow for your mother. Great for charms. Your father had mahogony, eleven inches, and pliable. Transfiguration."

The old man got closer and looked at Harry's scar, making him grimace, though he hid it well. Mr. Ollivander may have noticed it though, as he then backed off with a sad look on his face. "I am sad to say that I was the one who sold the wand that did that. Thirteen-and-a-half inches, Yew, very powerful wand. If I had known what that wand was going to be used for..."

The air seems still as silence reigned. That was until the old man turned his attention to Sora who had been standing silently watching the exchange. "I am not aware of who you are. May I see the wand you use?" At the question the old man seemed like a child in a sweets store. It almost made Harry laugh, though the one who actually did the laughing was Sora.

"Of course. I had not used it in a long time however, as I don't have much need for wands." Sora reached into his sleeve and pulled out a twelve inch wand with a grey leather grip. It looked simple enough but Ollivander looked extremely confused at its appearance. Sora handed it over and Ollivanders confusion.

"I can tell it uses a phoenix feather core, but this wand is made, no I'm wrong right?"

"No you are certainly not wrong. It's dragon bone."

This seemed to bring Ollivanders attention to Sora so fast Harry wondered if his neck was alright. "I've never used bone before in general nor have I ever seen it used by any other wand maker until just now. You are certain it works for you without problems?"

"I've had it for many years, so yes I'm sure. If you wish for a demonstration I can provide one."

"No, that's not necessary but thank you. I was quite sure that dragons resist magic quite well, so for it to be used as a base..." Ollivander handed the wand back though he still looked slightly confused.

"Again, you aren't wrong. This dragon was a bit special, though I won't say how, the obvious effect is that the bone channels magic even better than wood in my experience."

The old wand-maker seemed thinking deeply about that until Sora spoke up again.

"If you have questions another time about the use of bone I don't mind answering them, I was the one who made this wand after all. For now, I'd like a wand for Harry and a request once that's done."

"Yes of course, my apologies Mr. Potter. Which is your wand arm?"

"Err, I'm right handed sir." Harry responded after shaking himself free from not understanding just what was being talked about by the two adults.

"Hold out your arm. That's it." He measured Harry from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit and round his head. As he measured, he said, "Every Ollivander wand has a core of a powerful magical substance, Mr. Potter. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good results with another wizard's wand."

Harry wasn't really paying attention to Mr. Ollivander, as his focus was on the measuring tape which was still taking measures without Mr. Ollivander even touching it. Ollivander himself was looking through the rows of boxes while Sora was just standing to the side laughing silently at his young charge.

The measuring tape fell to the floor and the wand-maker gave wand after wand to Harry for him to try only to fail. This went on until Harry's wand cast off red and gold sparks like a sparkler. Ollivander took to muttering to himself as he stared at the wand Harry was now holding with a smile.

"I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. Every single wand. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather is in your wand, gave another feather...just one other. It is very curious indeed that you should be destined for this wand when its brother...why, its brother gave you that scar."

"Hope to see you next time." ~The Admiral