The following takes place on August 2nd, 2001

Merlin's Tower, Between time and space

Harry appeared in the familiar looking office, Merlin was sitting behind his desk, as usual.

"Hello Harry." said Merlin

"Hello Merlin, may I ask why you brought me here now?" asked Harry

"I have a request, Harry" said Merlin

"What may I ask is it?" asked Harry

"I need you to go to Diagon Alley and purchase a wand." said Merlin

That confused Harry, Merlin knew as well as Harry that he didn't need a wand, Harry was a elemental, therefore he could do magic with or without a wand, "Why do you want me to get a wand? You know I don't need one." said Harry

"There is a specific wand currently in Ollivander's wand shop that I believe is perfect for you, it could prove very valuable in the future, it will also allow you to hide the fact you are a elemental to the world." Said Merlin, Harry knew Merlin was right, he usually was, the problem was that thanks to his little appearance in Diagon alley yesterday he now had half the wizarding world looking for him. Their was nothing Harry could really do about it, although in terms of magic and intelligence he was a adult, he was still a minor in age and thus his parents still had legal custody over him, if he was captured he would have no choice but to live with them.

He didn't completely hate his family, his mother had tried to stop Dumbledore, she wasn't really given much of a choice, it was her against his father and Dumbledore, but she still gave him up, which made him a little angry at her, but he knew it would pass after awhile, after all, she kicked Dumbledore's ass for him, which showed her loyalty was basically gone and she was a force to be reckoned with. His father he was pissed at, he completely agreed with Dumbledore on his decision to send him away, not to mention his father was completely loyal to Dumbledore, who was now Harry's sworn enemy. His brother, he had found out, had become self-assured and fairly arrogant, which meant Harry wouldn't be able to stay in the same room without wanting to kick his ass. The only member of his family he didn't harbor ill feelings toward was his little sister, who he found out he had a lot in common with from their conversation in Diagon alley, she was witty, creative, and intelligent (Although no where near his level).

"Merlin, there may be a problem with that." stated Harry

"Yes, why may I ask did you leave such a detailed note telling everyone who you were?" asked Merlin, their was no anger in his voice, rather curiosity

"How do you... Never mind, I forgot who I was talking to, I left the note for two reasons." said Harry "One, I wanted my sister to know it was me. Two, I want to screw with Dumbledore, he will now spend all his time trying to find me, I can't face him directly, but that doesn't mean I can't screw with him."

Merlin smiled at Harry, it was a interesting plan "Well it is your life Harry, I can do nothing but help you with it"

"Thanks for understanding, I guess I will have to go to Diagon Alley under a glamour charm." said Harry

"That would be my suggestion" said Merlin

"You think I can have my wand blood bonded to me?" asked Harry, who had studied wand lore and wand making from some of the more ancient books in the Merlin Manor library. Wands could be blood bonded to their master, that way no one could disarm you when the wand was in your hand, also no one else besides the wand's master could use it, not to mention by adding the wizards blood to the wand it connected the wand directly to it's master, which meant the wand would work even better for the wizard.

"It is not done very often anymore, but I have no doubt Ollivander can do it." said Merlin

"Yeah I guess." said Harry, who pointed a finger at his hair and changed his hair color to brown, he covered up his scar with another glamour and put on sunglasses to cover his eyes. "Well , I'm off." with a snap of his fingers Harry vanished

Diagon Alley, Near Flourish and Blotts

Harry appeared in his usual spot in the alleyway next to Flourish and Blotts, Diagon alley was much less crowded then yesterday, most wizards and witches had done their school shopping yesterday so they could all see Harry's brother. Harry walked down the alley until he reached Ollivander's wand shop and entered the store.

"Ahh another customer, Mr..." said Ollivander

"Smith" said Harry, lying

"Mr. Smith" said Ollivander,

"Yes?" asked Harry

"I can get you a wand." said Ollivander

"Oh right" said Harry as he walked over to the counter

"Which wand is your wand arm?" Ollivander asked.

"I am right handed, sir." Harry replied.

"Very well," Ollivander walked behind the counter and started to go through the many shelves filled with wands, "try this, Phoenix Feather and Yew, eleven inches; snappy and excellent for Charms." Harry waved the wand at a nearby mirror and caused it to break. Ollivander snatched the wand from his hand and put it back on a shelf. "Dragon Heartstring and Arctic Ice Oak, thirteen inches, useful for aiming and precise spell casting, try." Harry tried — but he had hardly raised the wand when it, too, was snatched back by Mr. Ollivander. "No, no — here, ebony and unicorn hair, eight and a half inches, springy. Go on, go on, try it out."

Harry tried. And tried. He had no idea what Mr. Ollivander was waiting for. The pile of tried wands was mounting higher and higher on the spindly chair, but the more wands Mr. Ollivander pulled from the shelves, the happier he seemed to become.

"Tricky customer, eh? Not to worry, we'll find the perfect match here somewhere — I wonder, now — yes, why not — unusual combination — holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches, nice and supple."

Harry took the wand. He felt a sudden warmth in his fingers.

"That's the one"

He raised the wand above his head, brought it swishing down through the dusty air and a stream of red and gold sparks shot from the end like a firework, throwing dancing spots of light on to the walls.

Ollivander cried, "Oh, bravo! Yes, indeed, oh, very good. Well, well, well... how curious... how very curious..."

"Huh?"

He put Harry's wand back into its box and wrapped it in brown paper, still muttering, "Curious... curious..."

"What may I ask is curious?" asked Harry, he had feeling this was the wand Merlin was talking about

Ollivander fixed Harry with his pale stare.

"I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Smith. 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 Harrison Potter his scar."

Harry swallowed.

"Yes, thirteen-and-a-half inches. Yew. Curious indeed how these things happen. The wand chooses the wizard, remember... I think we must expect great things from you, Mr. Smith... After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things — terrible, yes, but great. That will be seven galleons." said Ollivander

"Can you blood bond my wand to me?" asked Harry

Ollivander's eyes widened at that, he could blood bond a wand, but no one before now had ever asked him to "Yes I can, I have never done it before, no one has ever asked, blood bonding a wand to a wizard is an ancient art." said Ollivander

"Can you blood bond my wand to me?" repeated Harry

"Yes I can, for one hundred galleons, it is a very complex procedure." said Ollivander

Harry sighed and handed him one hundred and seven galleons, seven for his wand and a hundred for the blood bonding, Ollivander took the money, reached down under the counter and took out a small bowl. "I will need some of your blood for the bonding." Harry cut his finger and bleed in the bowl until Ollivander took it away, "I will be back shortly" said Ollivander, who took the small bowl and Harry's new wand and fled into the back room.

Two hours later...

Ollivander came out of the back room with Harry's wand in hand, Harry got up and walked over to Ollivander, Harry noticed there was now a line of runes carved into the handle of his wand. Harry took the wand from Ollivander, the blood bonding had worked, the wand felt like it was directly connected to his magic.

"Well the blood bonding defiantly worked." said Harry

"Yes, Yes that was the first time I ever blood bonded a wand to a wizard, truly fascinating, directly connecting a wand to a wizard by blood." said Ollivander, who then started mumbling something Harry couldn't hear

"Yeah, thanks for your, I'll just be going now." said Harry, who was now slowly walking backwards towards the door

"Have a good day Mr. Smith." said Ollivander, as Harry walked out the front door of his shop.

Harry sighed after he left the shop, he had a wand and was now blood bonded to it, what didn't make sense was that it's core was the twin of another, specially Lord Voldemort's, the dark wizard he defeated. It was too much of a coincidence, he defeats Lord Voldemort and then the wand with a twin core to Voldemort's wand chooses him. Harry sighed, he knew he couldn't figure it out here and now, so he snaps his fingers and teleports back to the manor.

Meanwhile in the Hospital wing of Hogwarts school...

"I have every auror in the ministry looking for Harry Potter, if he is in England, we will find him." stated Cornelius Fudge, confident he would find the boy "also I have sent a description of him to all the shopkeepers in Diagon alley, when they see him they know to owl the aurors."

"The aurors know not to attack Harry, right?" said a concerned Lily Potter, the aurors were not known for being gentle, she didn't want her son hurt

"Of course" said a nervous Fudge, knowing what Lily Potter did to Dumbledore, he did not want to invoke her wrath "the aurors were given specific instructions not to use force."

"Were lucky he went to meet young Taylor, had he not we would have no idea where to look." stated Dumbledore, who was still laying in the hospital wing after Lily attacked him, she was quite a force when angry

"Yes we are" said Lily, who was holding the note her son had written Taylor in her hands, the handwriting was the same as the letter he wrote McGonagall, only the letter was in a official tone, this note was in a kinder, more friendly tone.

"Will you be able to find him before the school year starts?" asked James Potter, every Potter went to Hogwarts, he wanted his son to follow that tradition

"I have no doubt Mr. Potter will be on that train on September 1st." said Fudge confidently

"It's not that simple, minister." said Mad-eye Moody, who had been called in as a personal favor to Dumbledore

"What do you mean Alastor?" asked Dumbledore, he was fully aware of the power Harry must have, but there was no way anyone could have taught him how to control it yet.

"We have no idea how the boy gets to Diagon alley, the girl didn't see the boy after he left the shop, he only left two or three minutes previously, no one could run out of Diagon Alley that fast." said Mad-eye "also I asked the shop keepers around Diagon Alley if they had seen the boy previously, most of them said yes, he visited one store specially numerous times, usually once or twice a week."

"Which store?" asked Lily, who wanted to know as much about her lost son as possible

"Flourish and Blotts, he used to visit it once or twice week, he stopped nearly a year ago, but not without buying half the bookstore first." stated Mad-eye

"Well that explains how young Harry got such a education that he feels he doesn't need to attend school, although I am curious how he was able to afford all those books." stated Dumbledore

"I asked Tom if he ever saw the boy before, apparently he first saw the boy nearly five years ago." Said mad-eye

"That was when Harry vanished from the orphanage." stated James Potter

"Yes, Tom claimed he had a guide with him who did most of the talking." said Mad-eye

"A guide? Who?" asked Lily

"A talking orange ferret." said mad-eye

"A what?" came from nearly every one in the room (besides Dumbledore and Moody)

"Tom described him as a two foot tall, orange ferret who can walk on two feet and talk." said Mad-eye

"Tom must be joking." said James

"I thought that as well, until all the other shopkeepers said the same thing." said mad-eye

"How did he go to all these shops multiple times and yet no one figured out who he was?" asked Professor McGonagall

"Yes well that is a interesting question" said Fudge "no one actually ever asked him his name, they knew his first name was Harry, but nothing else."

"So no one knew he was Harry Potter?" asked McGonagall

"Very few people even knew there was a Harry Potter before today." said Fudge

"The real question is where is he staying and who is taking care of him." said Dumbledore

"It would have to be a wizard or witch taking care of him." stated James

"But who?, most of us know all the witches and wizards in England, no one has reported finding a lost boy." said Dumbledore, he had to find Harry, he was the only one who could defeat Voldemort, he had to find him no matter what it took.

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