A/N:

woah. new fic again. this time Harry's with a OC! Crazy. There WILL be slash, characters bashing, and ooc. I apologize for the ooc if you can tell. I've never been good at writin some characters. I hope you like it though! The OC is inspired by TheJacksonField on YT. Specifically the wand maker dude. Thumbleweed. Sorry for any grammar mistakes or spelling mistakes. I, as of now, have no beta reader. Onto the story!


Harry wanted to figure out his career pack on his own. Which did entail asking professionals in each field he was interested in. Today, his first day in this mission, he was going to visit a wand shop. Not Ollivanders though, he wanted to learn wandmaking from someone who didn't make his own wand. Harry had heard good things from this wandmaker, not much, but good.

He stood in front of a nice desk, there was shelves of wands on eachside of the desk, but no shelves behind the desk. As Harry was still glancing around the kept and beautiful shop a voice from behind the desk caught his attention.

"Hello, how can I help, the Harry Potter?" It was a man, he had a smirk graced upon his handsome face. The man had high cheek bones, not plump but not thin lips either. His eyebrows were fine kept, a bit thick. When sun from the windows hit just right the mans almost tanned skin shined a bit. Harry could tell the man hadn't shaved in a few days, by the small stumble on his chin and above his lip.

"Uh-" Harry had a loss of words.

"You were taught to speak, right?" the man teased, his dark brown eyes glinted with mischievous. The smirk that was still there made Harry almost want to blush.

"Uh, yes. I apologize if this sounds weird but, could you teach me about wandmaking?"

The man raised his eyebrows, "Why not Ollivanders?" Harry could hear a bit of bite in the mans voice.

"Well," Harry started, "Ollivander is busy with teaching his son wandmaking, so I don't want to bother him."

The man nodded, "I see. I suppose I could. Though I want you to promise you will take this seriously."

"Yes, of course."

The man seemed pleased at Harry's reply. "Oh! I never introduced myself." He held his hand out over the counter, "I'm Damien Kurt."

'Damien Kurt..it suits him.' Harry shook Damiens hand.

"Come here starting tomorrow, I will teach you every Tuesday and Wednesday. Got it?"

"Yes, that sounds perfect."

Damien grinned, "See you then Mr Potter."

"Call me Harry."

"Got it , Harry." Damien nodded, his attention went to the family that came in.

Harry smiled softly then left. Excited for the next day.