Not much to say, keep the reviews coming guys! Oh, and before you get your panties in a bunch about the way Harry got his wand, I know you've all read the books or seen the movies, I didn't see much point in doing it the same way. So, for the sake of finishing this chapter, it's a lot shorter. And, keep in mind that Harry knows nothing about Voldemort yet, so Ollivander can't tell him about the wand's brother. He'll find out, I promise, just not before he gets his want.

Disclaimer: I do not own Potter.

"Well, no sense in us splitting up, getting lost in this place may land us on the moon," Petunia joked.

The four of them went into the book shop and bought all of the required books for the boys. Potage's Cauldron Shop took the longest, mostly because Dudley pitched an absolute fit over having to get a pewter cauldron rather than a gold one. He wasn't accustomed to not getting exactly what he wanted, but he gave up arguing after they had paid and went to get the boys robes fitted.

'Don't you boys look dashing?" Petunia exclaimed. She was like a child in a sweet's shop. "Oh Vernon don't they look wonderful?"

"Humph," He grunted. He had been moping all day, clearly less than thrilled about the entire situation.

"Can we get our wands now Aunt Petunia?" Harry asked.

"Of course, and then we can get your pets, and you'll both be ready to go!"

Ollivander's was empty except for Mr. Ollivander himself.

"Ah, Mr. Potter, I was wondering when I'd be seeing you." He said with a slight smirk before noticing the Dursley trio. "Garrick Ollivander, pleased to make your acquaintance."

Vernon extended his hand to the man, much to everyone's surprise.

"Vernon Dursley, this is my son Dudley, and my wife Petunia."

"Well, I assume you boys are in need of wands,"

The boys nodded.

"Ah, well, you've come to the right place. Dudley, I'll find you one first."

Mr. Ollivander went to the shelf and chose three wands.

"Try this one; it's eleven inches, yew, with a core of unicorn hair."

Dudley grasped the wand, waved it, and broke the lantern on Mr. Ollivander's desk.

"Not a problem, maybe this one; ten inch, hawthorn, with a core of dragon heartstring."

He handed Dudley the wand, and the entire room lit up as beautiful sparks of all different colours came flying out the end. Petunia practically fainted from excitement.

"That'll be the one then; the wand chooses the wizard you know." said Mr. Ollivander, clearly pleased.

"Now Harry, I'll back with a few for you, to try out, one moment."

He once again disappeared into the back room, and came in with three wands.

"Try this one, eleven inches, holly, with a phoenix feather core." His voice shook just slightly.

Harry grasped the wand, and the same sparks they had seen with Dudley burst out of the end.

"Wicked…." He whispered to himself.

"Congratulations boys, use them well," said Mr. Ollivander as they paid their fourteen galleons and left.

They headed wordlessly to Eeylops Owl Emporium, still in awe of what they had just witnessed. Knowing someone was a wizard was one thing, but seeing them do magic was another thing entirely.

"Each of you pick out an owl, any one you like," said Petunia.

Dudley picked a big brown owl, and Harry picked out a beautiful snowy owl.

"I think I'll call him Aether," said Dudley.

"I'm going to call her Hedwig, I read it in one of the books we bought today," added Harry.

"Those are wonderful names, boys," said Petunia. "Now let's go home and rest, it's been a very long day."

Okay, I know this chapter wasn't as long as you'd have liked, but I promise I've been taking everything you've all said to heart. The next chapter will start at King's Cross Station.