Author: Today as guest for the disclaimers, we have nymphadora Tonks

Tonks: What did you just call me?

It your name

Tonks:*Grinns evily* Imperio! The author does not own Harry Potter... or his will


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Ten Years Later

"Harry, come here, you haven't taken your breakfast yet!" yelled his mother.

Harry who was practicing the levitation spell stowed his wands away in his drawer and ran down the stairs. He quickly ate the bread his mother had prepared before he rushed back to his room. He looked again at what he would bring to his first trip to Diagon Alley. His 5000-galleon purse was there along with his green wizarding robes which his uncle had bought for him for his birthday along with a cauldron and a pair of dragon-skin gloves. He put on his wrist holsters and inserted his two wands in them.

He was about to try to comb his messy hair when he heard the doorbell ring. He again ran down the stairs, only to find that his mother had already opened the door and let his uncle in. He jumped on his uncle who crushed him in a bear hug.

"Uncle Sev, I ai-air" he gasped.

His uncle put him down.

" I see that you are quite fit, though I bet you've slacked in practicing magic, haven't you?"

Harry jerked his hands, sending his wands from his holsters into his hands.

"Duel, Uncle Sev?" he asked

"No! The last time you two had dueled in here, my sofa was destroyed! I will skin both of you if I see even one wand in here" interrupted his mother, glaring at them.

Both Harry and his uncle cringed. The last time, their ears had been ringing for a day after the incident.

"Aw. Mum, you're no fun." Pleaded the boy

"No! Else you are grounded!" said his mother before turning to his uncle, "And you Severus, stop encouraging him!"

"OK. Now, Harry, have you got everything you need?"

"Yes, but why can't I bring my wands?" he said, waving the objects in question

"These wands are not perfect fits. And when Ollivander will take the measurements of your wand, he would see them. What did I say about being cunning?"

"Fine, I'm coming in a few minutes" replied the boy grumpily before heading to his room.

Half an hour later, Severus Snape exited the house followed by a pudgy faced, dark haired boy with blue eyes, no scars and without glasses. Severus took his hand and apparated away, to Diagon Alley.

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The boy and his Uncle appeared at the Diagon alley apparition point.

"Now, lets go to Madam Malkins first. You will take too much time to try on your clothes and we have to be back before three or your mother is going to skin me alive" said the Hogwarts Professor.

Harry looked at him with indignation

"It was not me who took a whole hour choosing which gel to buy when we were in New York"

"That was different. Now follow me" snapped Severus, hiding his embarrassment.

The two went to 'Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions'.

"Buy your wizard robes. I shall buy the books" said Severus, before heading to one of the book shops.

Harry entered the shop where he was greeted by Madam Malkin herself. He explained that he was a first year and that he was looking for two sets of wizarding robes, a winter coat and a pointed hat. Madam Malkin measured him and told him to wait for her to re-size the clothes for him.

When he sat down, he noticed a pale-faced boy who was already sitting on one of the chairs. He immediately recognized him as Draco Malfoy.

"Quite a pleasant surprise to see you here, Heir Malfoy" he said

The boy looked at him in shock. It was rare for a wizard to address him as such and now, a first year had done it. Draco was convinced that the boy was the heir of an important house though he did not recognize him.

"Good Morning. And who might you be?"

"I'm James, from France. Your name bears quite a reputation around the world." Answered Harry

"Ah. I am pleased to make your acquaintance then"

"You will be in your first year at Hogwarts this year, won't you?"

"Yes, its an unfortunate case that there are so many of them this year, isn't it?

"You mean the muggleborns? "

"Yes. I wish I could take my broom at Hogwarts. The rule preventing first years from having them is so despicable!" said the heir Malfoy.

Harry was about to reply but Madam Malkin came in the room, and called on Draco to take his robes. Minutes later, it was Harry's turn to take his robes and he paid by retrieving money from his magical purse. He had started using this magic purse which was linked to his trust vault as he didn't frankly like the goblins and their carts.

Whjen he exited the shop he saw that Severus was waiting outside. The man was speaking to malfoy Senior.

"So, the old man has put you as a guide for the first year mudbloods?"

"Yes, It is quite boring but, I need him to trust me, don't I" replied Severus.

The Lord Malfoy shrugged at the man with pity and marched away followed by his son. Harry joined his uncle who had a bag full of books. Harry knew that the Hogwarts professor had bought some additional books for Harry's training in dueling and mind magic. Both of them headed to the beast shop where Severus bought Harry a beautiful Snowy Owl. Then, to Harry's insistence, they went to the charmed objects shop where Harry bought some protective necklaces and a set of two-way hand magical pocket mirrors. Severus looked at him quizzing look. Harry just told him that it was for his personal protection.

Finally the two reached the wand shop, which was staffed by Ollivander himself. They entered the shop but found no-one inside.

"Ah. Severus, 10 and a half inches willow wand with black unicorn hair as core" said the creepy old man who suddenly appeared behind them, shocking and frightening them both.

The creepy old man looked and Harry before speaking

"Mr. Potter! I still remember your parent's wands. Your mother 10 and a quarter inches willow wand with unicorn hair as core. Good for charms work. Your Father 11 inches Mahogany wand with Dragon Heartstring as core. Good for Transfiguration. "

"How did you?" asked a confused Harry and an even more confused Severus Snape

"Oh. I don't like people keeping secrets from me so my wards temporarily disable any glamour or disillusionment when you enter my shop."

Harry looked at his uncle who saw that his features were really not protected by any glamour.

"You should enter your first year this September so you are getting your wand?"

"Yes, Sir" replied Harry.

The man put his measuring tape on the hand of his victim-er client. After doing some awkward measurements, it finally rested back onto the table.

"Now," said the creep as he brought a wand box, "Choose a wand from those"

Two hours and several exploding, snakish and feathery incidents later, Harry finally grabbed a phoenix feather wand and waved it, closing his eyes in anticipation for a disaster to happen. However, when no explosion resonated, Harry opened his eyes and saw that where he had waved the wand, there was a trail of red sparks.

"Ah. At least a partial fit. 11 inches holly with a phoenix tail feather. Quite surprising! This wand is brother to the one which gave you your scar. Anyway, I'll keep it here; you can at least have this if no other wand fits you. There was a witch who had come yesterday, same problem. Had to give her two wands. Her perfect fit was too powerful for an 11 year old." Said the man, with some regret. After all, he was the best wand maker and he could not afford his reputation to be tarnished.

Harry, on his side, recognized the problem for Gregorovitch and Thomson, the two wand makers who had given him his other wands, had also not been able to find a perfect match for him. Both of his other wands were 11 inches with dual cores. Gregorovitch had sold him one wand made of Vine with Horntail Heartstring and basilisk venom while Thompson had given him one made of yew with unicorn hair and phoenix tears as cores. Both of the wands were the best and most powerful wands ever crafted by the respective wand smiths.

He waited as the creepy wand maker went further inside the shop to find another wand. He came back after a few minutes with an elegant wooden box. He put it on the table and opened it. The inside of the wand had two wand stands, one of them empty. In the other stand lay a beautiful straight wand. It had a white crystal as a tip instead of being made only of wood.

"This is my best wand, 14 inches, teak and as core, the ground up scale of a leviathan."

Harry looked at him shocked. Leviathans were, even in the magic world, considered as a legend. The last 'Sighting' of a leviathan had been over three thousand years ago, when Merlin himself had battled one.

"Yes, this is a unique wand. Along with its brother, they make up the only wands made by Merlin himself. They were given, along with the knowledge of how to make wands to Olivfer Ollivander, the founding father of the Ollivander Family. They are said to match the power of the Deathstick itself. You may try it." Explained Ollivander

Harry, with his hand trembling grabbed the wand from its stand and waved it. Instead of a trail of sparks, the wand emitted a gold flash that dazzled Harry. When he regained his vision, he saw Ollivanders smiling at him.

"Well it is a perfect match. But I will have to ask you to buy the phoenix wand too as this one is too powerful for you to use properly at this age." Said the man.

"Can I get a holster for them?" asked Harry

"Of course, wrist, ankle or hip?" asked Ollivanders

"Ankle for the teak one and hip for the holly" said Harry.

Few minutes later, Harry exited the shop with his holly wand on his hip at his teak one attached to his wrist. Severus was waiting outside, looking at his watch and then at the wand shop's entrance repeatedly. He heaved a relieved sigh when he saw his 'nephew' exit the shop. The boy walked to him.

"Is it okay?"he asked, looking warily at his nephew's hip-holstered wand.

"Yes, it only produced red sparks," answered Harry, "I got another one but I will show it to you at home."

Severus Snape accepted the answer without surprise. After all, the other wand makers had not found a perfect match for Harry. However, he did not like Ollivanders method. The others had used the wand tuning method to find Harry's best wand wood and core. The problems with Ollivander were the disastrous effects caused by using unmatched wands. Severus had stormed out after one of the wands had transfigured his hair into a mass of green snakes. Anyway, he had not expected the wand matching process to take so long. He would get thrashed by Rose once they got back.

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September First, King's Cross Station

"…So, don't forget what I told you about your behavior at Hogwarts. And are your holsters disillusioned?" said Severus Snape

"Yes, Uncle Sev" replied Harry. He had heard the speech many a times.

They were before the entrance to King's Cross station. That would be the first time that Harry would take the Hogwarts Express. He was to use his glamour and fool the other children to think that he was a foreign wizard until he got to the sorting ceremony. Harry hugged his uncle before the latter disapparated away, back to Hogwarts.

Harry checked his belongings for the last time. All his four wands were with him, his yew and vine disillusioned at his wrists, and his teak at his ankle while his 'normal' wand was in his pocket. He still could not use the teak wand; all the effects of his spells had been magnified. On his trolley he had his trunk and his cage where his owl, who he had named Hedwig was perched. He was wearing the glamour pendant which made him appear as a blue eyed boy with a pudgy face. No one would think he was Harry Potter.

He took his trolley and headed to the entrance of platform 9 tree-fourths. There were a bunch of red-heads whom he recognized as the Weasleys. Uncle Sev had a very low opinion of the family, especially the twins who pranked him a lot. He let the Weasleys enter the magical platform before he did so. He did not want to get caught in the fray and potentially lose his pendant and thus be exposed. He had heard that the youngest Weasley was a Boy-who-lived fan girl and frankly, it horrified him.

A while later, he was in the Hogwarts Express headed for the last compartments. Even if he was wearing his glamour pendant, he did not want to attract any undue attention. He reached the last and found a girl inside. Probably a muggleborn.

"Can I come in this compartment?" asked Harry

"Of course" replied the girl looking at him.

He entered and sat down before the girl. She had jet black hair with blue eyes that seemed to sparkle. Harry remained staring into her beautiful eyes. However, he soon realized that she had obviously noticed what he was doing and he averted his gaze and, though he would never admit it, he blushed.

He looked back at her and started introducing himself.

"Hello, I'm Ja-" he started, intent on giving his false identity.

"Harry Potter. And I am Eliza Black. Pleased to meet you" she interrupted, her eyes still sparking.

Harry looked at her with a shocked expression. How had she known?