Return of the King chapter 7 part 1

Chapter 07:

Harry loved mornings, at least those for the past week. He loved waking up in the arms of the one he knew without a shadow of a doubt loved him more than anything. It had been an eventful week, changing him in ways he never thought possible. For the first time in his life he felt like he was the master of his own destiny, a destiny that included love and survival for the first time. He was just so excited, today Ar'Ron had promised to not only help Draco build a Battle Stave and finish his, but to teach them both to complete the Animagus transformation.




Harry thought back to the ritual of binding that they both preformed the other night, since the night Harry had watched the ritual, then ending up performing it the same night, the thought of being naked and touching Ar'Ron and being touched by him left him feeling so aroused every time he thought about it. Harry was so aroused, reaching over Harry started to stroke Ar'Ron's hardness, Harry slowly turned around so that his face was down near Ar’Ron’s crotch; watching the skin slowly ride up and down the head as he stroked Ar'Ron's hard penis, seeing precum start to flow Harry could not resist any more, opening his mouth he gently engulfed the head of Ar'Ron's penis.




Savoring the taste of the fluid flowing gently out of the tip, Harry started to move up and down the shaft, using his tongue to caress the underside of the rigid head, his tongue being confined between Ar'Ron's foreskin and head as his hand slowly stroked his hard penis. So caught up in the sensations of giving Ar'Ron some loving attention he never noticed that Ar'Ron had opened his eyes, waking from the pleasure Harry was giving him. Deciding to return the favor since Harry's leaking penis was in front of his face Ar'Ron soon was soon returning the favor.
Harry moaned around Ar'Ron's penis as he felt his stiff penis being engulfed in a warm wet mouth, the new pleasure of being sucked off as he was sucking Ar'Ron soon had him ready to climax. Harry felt himself getting close so he started to suck faster, the speeding up caused Ar'Ron to start to shoot his load into Harry's mouth and a few seconds after he swallowed the first shot he rewarded Ar’Ron with his own load as he stiffened up and started to shoot in Ar’Ron’s mouth. After both had finished they just lay there slowly sucking on each other as they came down from the intense sexual high.




When Harry felt that he could move again, he slowly turned around and snuggled up into Ar'Ron's embrace, kissing each other slowly, lovingly, they could taste each other as their tongues slowly entangled themselves in each other's mouths. With a smile in his eyes Ar'Ron grinned as they broke apart, “Now that is a way to wake up in the morning. I could get used to that."




Looking aver towards the clock Harry saw it was half past seven, they told Draco to meet them in the dining room at eight, "Its half past, we need to get into the shower." Harry threw the covers back and stretched as he got out of bed. Taking a moment to gaze at the naked form of his lover, Harry leaned over and taking Ar'Ron's semi flaccid penis into his mouth he gave it one final good suck to make sure he had gotten every last trace of his lover, before walking toward the bathroom.



"Molly dear, you are up early," Arthur Weasley smiled at his wife as he entered the Burrow’s kitchen and sat down at the table, a nice hot cup of tea floated over to him a moment later.
"Morning Arthur,” Molly glanced at her husband distracted as she tried to get breakfast done as quickly as possible, “Bill flooed this morning asking if everyone was still home? The twins and Percy will be over for breakfast and Bill is bringing Charlie. Bill said he had important news for the whole family."




Soon the table was covered in eggs, pancakes, bacon and sausage.




"Morning mum" Ginny smiled walking into the kitchen and seeing breakfast ready.




"All right food," Ron grinned as he walked in eyeing up the mounds of food, "What's the occasion?”




The fireplace roared to life and out walked Bill followed by Charlie, "Morning mum, dad," both boys said out loud.




Sounds of someone Apparating could be heard from outside the back door, a moment later Fred and George walked in followed by Percy from the backyard.




Egg pieces went flying everywhere as Ron spit out in anger, "What’s that git doing here?"




"Ron shut your mouth. You will be quiet, Percy is here like everyone else for a family meeting," Bill snapped out, glaring in disgust at his brothers eating habits.




Ron yelled out, angry, not liking to be told what he could or could not do by his brother, "Who died and left you boss?"




"Boys you will stop this right now,” screamed an irate Molly Weasley.




Bill let the anger that had been simmering just below the surface since the order meeting play across his face, "ENOUGH, everyone will sit down right now and be quiet.” Standing up after slamming his hands down on the table he glared at each and every one of them before going back and staring at his younger brother, “And you Ron, Grandfather Weasley died, that is who made me boss," Bill said holding up his right hand showing the Weasley family ring on his hand.
The entire Weasley family sat there with their mouths hanging open in shock.




"After breakfast we all will go in to the family room and have a family meeting, long past due as far as I’m concerned," Bill sat down filling his plate as he tried to calm down.




All heads turned as the silence was broken by the floo flaring to life, out walked Albus Dumbledore, "Ah, Arthur my boy, good to catch you at home we need to have a talk, I need you to tell me how to get to the new ministry offices."




Shaking his head Arthur, he did not need to be dealing with the headmaster this morning, "I am sorry Albus but we have been told that until next week we are not to give out the location of the offices to anyone."




"Arthur, as Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot I must insist you tell me," Dumbledore growled with a mad twinkle in his eyes.




Percy sneered, just like the meddling old man to demand things with half truths to back him up, "Really Headmaster, Dad and I both know that the Wizengamot was disbanded the other day, as none of the current sitting members have been appointed by the Council of Twelve."




Deciding to change tactics to get the information he needed Albus, tried for the grandfatherly approach, ”Arthur have you perchance seen Harry at the new Ministry offices?"




"Albus I am truly sorry, but yesterday I took an oath, by blood and magic, two of them to be exact. I cannot and will not answer any more of your questions, do not ask them of me." Arthur tried to get the man to see reason.




Tired of the headmaster’s presence and his endless manipulations, Bill was not going to let his father break his oath and loose his magic, he stood and glared at the headmaster, "Headmaster, I am asking you to leave, you are interrupting a family meeting, one to which you were neither invited nor are welcome to hear."




"Now see here Bill Weasley, you will not talk to the headmaster that way," Molly started to rant before being cut off."Mother be quiet," Bill snapped out eyes still on the headmaster, seeing Dumbledore reaching for his wand, Bill reached into his pocket for the runic battle block he was given and started to channel his magic into it.




"Bill there are things you are unaware of and you do not understand your place," Albus started to explain with a hard glint as he drew his wand.




"It is you who do not understand Dumbledore," holding up his hand so that the headmaster could see the ring clearly Bill continued. "Oh yes, I understand far more than you think I do, interesting thing when the family ring was presented to me. The goblins made a comment about making sure that no others were present during the presentation and the rings testing of my character. Seems they wanted to makes sure you did not show up to cast the Confundus Charm at me from behind my back ensuring rejection by the ring."




Standing up from the table Bill moved causing the headmaster to move away from the fireplace, "I know for instance that you used stolen gold to buy this house out from underneath my parents.” Seeing the shock in the man’s eyes he ignored the outrage from his family, “Oh yes I know more about you than you think. Now leave, we will be packed up and gone from this place by lunchtime."




"I am sorry Bill but I can not allow you to interfere with my plans," Aiming his wand at the Weasley head of house Dumbledore started to curse him, "Obliv…"




Seeing Dumbledore start his attack Bill threw the block at the headmaster, and as the block hit the floor and broke, a small red dome appeared to encase the headmaster.




Seeing the glowing block being thrown at the floor the headmaster stopped in mid incantation, thus saving his memory. Testing the walls of the dome with his hands he felt once again the strange magic like that in Diagon Ally.




Bill looked at his stunned family, most had looks of anger on their faces directed towards the headmaster. His parents though had looks of disbelief on their faces. "All of you listen up, I’m calling for backup, and the rest of you start packing up everything we own. I don’t want one scrap of paper left here when you are done." Bill took a dozen shrunken crates out of his pocket and set them down and a quick “Engorgio,” later they were back to full size. Bill explained to his stunned family, "These are Gringotts crates; they have one huge room inside them ten meters square. When it’s full tap the closed lid and say Weasley very clearly. They are spelled to be transported to the family vault."




"Ron, Ginny you are both allowed to do magic now that the underage magic ban was lifted, so use it, pack your rooms quickly," Bill told the two of them as they each grabbed one of the crates and raced to their rooms.




Seeing the new head of the Weasley family walk over to the fireplace Dumbledore tried one last attempt to gain control of the situation, "Bill please think on what you are about to do. Do you really think uprooting your family from their home is the right thing to do?"




Bill ignored the man as he knelt down in front of the fire and took out a pinch of purple colored floo powder and threw it into the flames. Waiting for the flames to turn purple and blue he put his head in and fire called his boss. Seeing Trazthorn in his office Bill interrupted, "Sorry to interrupt sir but I have an emergency on this end."




"Mr. Weasley." Trazthorn acknowledged him.




Seeing he had the goblins undivided attention Bill continued, "Dumbledore showed up trying to get the location of Potter Castle. He was even willing to break my father's oath, causing him to lose his magic. When I asserted myself as head of the family he attacked me, which is why he is currently under an Elven prison dome; my family is packing right now and we should be evacuating shortly."




"I see" Trazthorn stared his most promising curse breaking team leader, "I assume that you are using curse breaker crates?" seeing his nod he thought for a moment, "What do you need me to do?"




"Yes sir if you would, could you divert the crates to the lobby of the Headquarters branch instead o four family vault, I plan to escort my family to our hereditary house in Toria," Bill sighed, this was not the way he had wanted to conduct the family meeting.



"I will do so immediately, I will also send a message through Griphook letting the prince know what is going on," Trazthorn started to write a note.




"Thank you sir," Bill sighed in relief as he backed out of the fire causing the connection to close.




Albus had walked over to the closest point of the bubble of magic imprisoning him to the fireplace, hoping to listen in on the conversation. Seeing the floo powder was not the normal red for fire calls, he was surprised then angered when a blue mist came out of the fire making it impossible for him to overhear the conversation.




Backing out of the fireplace Bill was pleased to see his mother putting the lid back on the crate and the kitchen emptied. She gave it a tap with her wand saying "WEASLEY" loudly.




The rest of the family soon entered the kitchen; Bill looked at them and told them, "One last chance guys to make sure we have everything, anything left will be gone forever."




Ron spoke up, now that the rush of getting something done was over the confusion was setting back in, "We double checked for each other and Charlie did some strange revealing spell in each room, everything is gone." Then looking at his father Ron hesitated then asked, "Is it true? What Bill said."




"I am afraid so Ron," Arthur replied tiredly as the pieces of the puzzle settled in, glancing back to his son he sighed, "When the ring rejected me, all money from the Weasley trust stopped and the family vault would no longer let me in."




"In other words Ron, while not as rich as the Malfoy's, we never the less would have been well off." Bill told him; then pointing at the headmaster, "He is the reason mum and dad had so many financial strains while we grew up."




Taking a small pouch of blue floo powder out of his robes Bill held it out. "This is point direct floo powder; you do not have to say a destination, just throw it in the fire and step in when the flames turn bright blue." One by one his family took a pinch of the powder and left via floo, when Bill was the only one left he looked around at his family home one last time as he closed the pouch and secured it in his robes; when his he took his hand out of his pocket it held a small ampoule filled with black powder.




Once he stepped away from the fire he turned towards Dumbledore and let his anger truly show, “Bastard, you will get what is coming to you. Come near anyone in my family again, no matter how extended and I will swear a blood vendetta against you." He touched the dome with his magic at the same time he threw the ampoule into the fire, disappearing in an explosion that destroyed the floo connection and at the same time released the headmaster from his prison, leaving a fuming Albus Dumbledore standing in an empty home.








Draco and Remus stopped behind Ar'Ron and Harry when they stopped in front of Ollivander's Wand Shop, Remus asked the question that was on Harry's mind, "How are we going to enter the shop without breaking the enchantment hiding the city?"




"We won’t need to use the door to enter; I plan to create a gateway allowing us to enter the shop, watch and learn," Ar'Ron grinned as he drew the outline of a door in the middle of the window with his finger, his magic leaving a glowing trail behind his finger.




He then drew the runic symbol for door in each corner, and then he drew one more symbol where the door handle would be if he was building a door. He then connected each symbol in the corners to the one at the handles location with an elongated rune, finished he turned to Draco, "Even though your studies do not officially start until Monday, tell me what you see."



Stepping forward Draco examined the lines and runes that had been drawn on the window, "Somehow you used your magic to draw lines in the outline of a doorframe, at least you…yet…” he mumbled as his face scrunched up in thought as he pointed to one of the glowing Runes, “this runic symbol right here is the same in all four corners, my ancient runes text lists its meaning as gateway, but seeing it used this way I think it really means door."




Seeing Ar'Ron smiling and nod his head in agreement when he looked over his shoulder to see if he was right Draco went on more confidently, "The four in the middle that connect the corners to this one, are the symbol for power. They are stretched out of shape from the way the symbol was recorded in my texts and connect to this one here that I have never seen before," Draco finished as he pointed to the Runes drawn out of shape, “Will they even work since they are not the right shape?”




"Very good Draco, let me ask Remus first then you’ll see,” Ar'Ron grinned as he saw the look of concentration on Remus's face, “You’ve studied ancient runes all over the world what do you think?"




"I can't tell you much more than Draco already has, I agree with his translation, and am intrigued with your insinuation that certain runes can have their shape altered as long as they are still readable, but am at a loss to the meaning of the center one that everything seems to connect to," Remus said looking over the drawing.




"Remus what do you know of activation runes?" Ar'Ron was shocked; he thought he would have known the Rune in the center at least.




Turning away from the drawing they were studying Draco and Remus both faced Ar'Ron, Remus demanded, “What in Merlin's name is an activation rune?"




Pointing at the rune neither could identify he sighed, “This is a rune of activation, when you connect it to the rune for power, which depending on how it is written, determines the power needed for this one," Ar'Ron pointed to the last rune, "Which is the activation rune."




"Okay step by step," Ar'Ron saw the clueless looks on their faces, pointing to each rune in turn, "This rune stands for open, so when I channel my magic into it, the next rune determines how much magic is needed for the runic spell to come into being.” Seeing their slow nods of understanding he continued, “Which is determined by the shape of the rune for power,” tracing the rune, “which powers up the symbol for doorway that if you change the shape of this part and this one it also determines where the door will open too,” Ar'Ron told them as he traced the lines he was talking about.




Draco and Remus looked at Ar'Ron in awe, Draco then said, "Do you know what this means?"




With a slight laugh Harry answered, "Of course, homework."




Draco looked at Harry as if he was insane.




"In this instance Harry is right, while you will not get much homework from me, you will get some. All homework is to be handed in on Saturday morning when I will go over it personally with you. Remus, as you are taking the runes classes that you oh so graciously wanted to make sure was up to the standards as unofficial uncle; you will also have to participate in homework," Ar'Ron laughed at the expression on Remus's face.




"Remus and Draco for next Saturday I want the two of you to research and find copies of activation runes, then a small essay on how or why the knowledge was lost. The more complete the essay the more I know you have learned the material," Ar'Ron told the two, then seeing the smirk on his lover’s face he grinned at Harry.




"Oh, I didn't forget you, you already know most of this through the knowledge transfer we did, so you may point them in the right direction if asked. And if you think about it you have seen wizards use Elven runic blocks of at least class two, so for your homework I want an explanation on why wizards can use the class two blocks but cannot make them," Ar'Ron grinned at Harry’s thoughtful look. "Now let’s go inside, so we can get our supplies," he placed his finger on the activation rune and channeling magic into it, caused a door to appear.




Ollivander put down the wand he was working on, there he felt it again, a stirring in the magic around his shop, it felt the same as the…Harry Potter. Getting up from his stool he quickly went to the front of his shop in time to see lines start to appear on the window in the shape of a door, quickly locking the door and drawing the shades he flipped the open sign to close just in time as a flash of light came from the window. After blinking the spots out of his eyes he saw a door had flashed into reality, on the other side Ollivander could see out into the street of Commerce Ally, except for photos that his father had passed down, he had not laid eyes on the legendary ally. Seeing the group in front of him he recognized Harry among them, "Lord Potter a pleasure as always."




"Hello Mr. Ollivander, how are you today?" Harry politely asked the eerie old man.




"Very excited Lord Potter, I felt the call being keyed," He said tipping his head sideways, "If I may be so bold to ask when the wards will be opened?" seeing the curios expression cross Harry’s face he smiled, "My family has waited for this day for a very long time. I have heard many stories of the days when my families shop was on Commerce Street, I am very eager to move back, especially now that my grandson has decided to follow in my footsteps and take up wand making," Ollivander rambled in his excitement.




"This coming Tuesday, events are progressing faster than expected, so our timetable has moved forward." Ar'Ron stepped into the shop through the doorway.




As Remus and Draco came fully into the tiny shop Ollivander caught sight of them, "Ah Mr. Lupin, black locust twelve and three quarts of an inch, extremely rigid with hair of the werewolf and beard from a red cap. Mr. Malf….Curious." Ollivander said as he tapped his finger on his chin.




Feeling like the man in front of him could look into his very soul, and that made Draco very nervous, he had not changed much since the last time he had entered this shop to buy his wand.
"Curious thing really, I remember every wand I have ever sold and the wizard that it matches.” Ollivander looked up before he pointed at Draco, "Your wand for instance is Ebony, ten inches with dragon heartstring, I sold that wand to Draco Malfoy and your magical core no longer matches that of Draco Malfoy, while some parts still remain, there are enough differences…curious."




Drawing himself up, Draco with pride in his voice responded, "I can explain Mr. Ollivander, for I am no longer a Malfoy. That bloodline is now dead, I am a Black now."




"Ah that explains much,” Ollivander nodded, looking Draco over, "Your wand no longer suits you Mr. Black."




Looking at Remus he also pointed out, "Nor does yours Remus, have you both come looking for a new wand?" Ollivander was thinking of what wand’s to start with.




"Actually we came to pick up magical wood and cores to make Draco a battle stave, though if Remus's wand no longer matches him, it will need to be fixed, we can't have him at a disadvantage right now,” Ar'Ron told Ollivander while looking at Remus critically.




"Yes, yes, this way please, back to my workshop," Ollivander bounced in place before turning around and leading them back into the back room.




"Ollivander have you crafted many staves in your life?" Harry as he entered the back room and looked around.




Ar'Ron watched as his love got that look in his eyes that said he was going to do something unexpected.




"I have kept in practice," Ollivander stopped near his workbench and stared intently at Harry, wondering why he was being asked this. "No one wants to go to the expense of having one crafted, then with the ministry banning blood magic except in a couple of instances, I was not allowed to sell one, even if someone would pay the price for one."




"Good, very good, as soon as you are ready I will be having the wizards that are part of the Torian guard sent to you so you can craft Battle staves for them," Harry grinned at the gob smacked expression that crossed Ollivanders face.




Ollivander stammered out, "But, Lord Potter the cost. Each one will be two hundred galleons."
Walking over to the counter Harry borrowed some parchment and picked up a quill quickly writing out instructions before signing it, he then placed a blank sheet on top of his note and cast, “duplicates.” Removing the communication box from its pouch on his belt he set it on the counter, rolling up one of the parchments he opened the box and put the scroll inside closing the lid. He then handed the other to Mr. Ollivander replacing the box on his belt, "Mr. Ollivander, I think this will assure you of payment. As each stave is finished have the guard sign a receipt and take it over to Wyrmbane at Gringotts for payment," Harry told the wand maker.




Ollivander took the parchment and briefly glanced at it.




WyrmbaneI have authorized Mr. Ollivander to craft twenty-six Battle Staves for the Torian Guard. We have settled on a price of two hundred galleons per piece. He will bring a bill for each one as they are finished to you signed by the guard who it was crafted for. Please see that he is paid from the city vaults.





Harry James Potter Lord Potter
The potter crest was affixed under the signature.




"Thank you Lord Potter, my grandson will be pleased to be able to learn this part of our craft," Ollivander’s eyes were watering in joy.




Ar'Ron grinned at Harry, "I’m going to take Draco through the processes of finding his wood and cores, Ollivander why don't you work on finding a matching wand for Remus?"




Ar'Ron waved Draco over to the bench full of wood pieces,”Draco, place your hand or even a finger on each piece of wood. If it accepts you, it will feel warm and inviting."




Draco had gone through two dozen wood samples and was beginning to think that there was not going to be one that would match him when he felt a flare of warmth from the last piece he tried, smiling he looked up, "This one, it feels warm and like it’s a part of me," Draco pulled a length out of the wall cubby.


"Good now let’s try wand cores. Same principle, but as you touch the containers I want you to channel your magic into your hand just like we practiced at breakfast, you will feel a pull towards the ones that match your core," Ar'Ron told the lad after placing the length of wood on the workbench.




Draco taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly reached inside and touched his magical core, slowly he felt the magic travel from his core down to his hand, opening his eyes to see his hand glowing, and he moved his hand slowly across the racks of containers of core material. To his delight he saw the Dragon Heartstring container was glowing and also the one with feathers from a Roc.




Ar'Ron reached over and removed the two glowing canisters from the rack and set them down on the table with the length of wood. Conjuring a couple of jars he removed enough core material to create three wands before placing the containers back in their respective spots in the racks. Finished, the two joined the others in time to hear Ollivander ask Remus if he was indeed a werewolf as he remembered.




"Not any more Ollivander, thanks to Ar'Ron, I’m what is called an Alphar, no longer just a simple werewolf." Remus told him proudly.




"Alphar? Hmm seems I came across that name before," Ollivander sounded thoughtful as he walked across the workroom stopping before one of the racks that held magical cores. Taking his wand out he tapped each corner and pressed his thumb on the glowing circle that appeared, causing the shelf to split in two and the front half to swing open to reveal shelves full of journals. Tracing his finger across the spines of the books Ollivander eventually pulled one out, opening it up he scanned through the pages until he got to the listing for Alphar.




“AlpharMagical being that is the true and final form of the werewolf; this form was created with the help of the Elves to counter a curse gone badly. A wand must be made of the following for it to bond with the Alphar; wood from the black Danhu tree and the tooth of a Nundu and hair from a werewolf.While those three ingredients normally can not be mixed in a wand core the addition of hair from the Alphar the wand is being crafted for and the blood of the same taken after fully transforming into the Alphar form. The first three ingredients will never change; it is by adding the last two that this powerful wand will match the wizard it is crafted for.



Claudius Ollivander390 A.D.”






Ollivander's voice faded as he closed the book and put it back on the shelf and hiding the books by closing the front of the rack, "Remus I have the first three ingredients and, if you can provide the other two I can get started on crafting your wand."




Remus visibly gulped, he had not even thought of transforming since he had the Runes inscribed, he didn’t know whether it worked or not and if he could transform, let alone if he wanted to.




Seeing Remus working himself up to a nervous wreck, Ar'Ron stepped in, "Remus, your letting years of fear of the werewolf rule you, the werewolf is dead, besides if you stop and think you will realize that you now have the ability to selectively transform any part of your body at will."
Remus sighed with relief as he calmed down, closing his eyes he attempted to shift his arm into his Alphar form, beads of sweat started to roll off his forehead, when finally his arm shifted and claws and hair replaced fingers and skin. "That was a lot harder than I thought it would be," he told Ar’Ron as he stared at his transformed arm.




"You’re going to have to start practicing then Remus, it should become second nature and effortless." Ar'Ron’s voice was stern and no nonsense.




While they were talking Ollivander cut some of the fur off of Remus's arm and placed it in a jar, "I have what I need, you can transform back now. After the wand is crafted I will bring it over and we will get you to donate some blood the wand can soak in."




"I think we are done here; Draco has the wand cores and wood. We can craft his stave and finish both this afternoon." Ar'Ron looked around the shop as the group nodded their heads in agreement.




"Mr. Ollivander, how much do we owe you for the materials and Remus's wand?" Harry pulled his money pouch off his belt.Ollivander hesitated a moment then looked eager, “Lord Potter if you would allow my grandson and I to watch the crafting of the staffs this afternoon; there will be no charge."




"It normally takes me four days to craft a staff, but you are talking about doing it in an afternoon, which is unheard of, I am sure I will be able to pick some tips and techniques to help me become better at my craft," Ollivander was practically bouncing in his eagerness.




"The Elves create staves differently than wizards, we call upon the very fabric of magic to do most of the work,” Ar'Ron shrugged as he thought out loud, “but if you think you can learn something to help you become a better wand maker, than I have no problems with it." Ar'Ron grinned as they moved through the stacks to the front of the store, “We’ll be out in the front gardens, if you want to join us around 1:00 p.m. we should be ready to start crafting the staves then." Stopping near the doorway he had created with the rune magic Ar'Ron pointed to the door in the middle of the window, “The only problem I see is that if I leave the door active to the street you would have to stay closed."




Walking over to a stack of boxes next to the door, Ollivander pulled out a sign he had made when he felt the call being keyed. Tapping is wand on it the sign changed slightly before he hung it up in the front window.




Ollivander's Fine Wands Since 382 B.C.

Relocating to our original Location

Reopening July 16th 1996Commerce AllyToria





"I can stay closed for three days, in fact it will give us time to remove the glamour charms and organize the finished wands," Ollivander smiled in anticipation.


Draco noticed something wrong with Harry's belt, "Harry, your belt pouch is glowing."


Looking down Harry noticed Draco was right; the pouch holding his communication box was glowing, pulling the box out of the pouch he opened it to find a scroll inside. Taking the thick scroll out before he closed and replaced the box in his pouch, he opened it and started to read it over.


Lord Potter;I am well aware of your wishes but am hesitant to use them in written form as other eyes may gain access to written communications between us so we feel more comfortable addressing you this way.
A few short moments ago Trazthorn head of the curse breaking division asked us to pass the other attached parchment along to you as soon as possible.

GriphookPotter Family Manager


Breaking the seal and unrolling the other parchment he once again began to read it this time out loud.


Lord PotterI write to inform you that the Weasley family has been forced to evacuate their home and plan to move into their ancestral home located in the city of Toria.
This move was preceded by an attack by Albus Dumbledore on the head of the Weasley Family not but a short hour ago. No one was injured as Bill Weasley used one of the Prison Runic Blocks in time.
Dumbledore attempted to break Mr. Weasley’s blood oath to learn your location and the location of the new ministry building.
Bill asked me to pass this message along to you saying he would fill in the details at dinner when he came back to the castle tonight.


Regards, Trazthorn
Head Curse Breaker


Harry looked up into the shocked faces as well as the very angry one sported by Ar'Ron, "We will see you later on this afternoon then Mr. Ollivander, we need to go now."


"Until this afternoon Lord Potter," Ollivander spoke to the retreating backs of the foursome softly, mind going over what he would need to bring along for the demonstration.


As they made their way up the street towards Gringotts, Harry saw the front doors to the bank open and nine red haired people walk out with twelve crates floating behind them.


"They looked a little stunned but nothing any worse than that," Remus used his enhanced sight of the wolf for the first time on purpose and grinned that it worked.


When the two groups got within fifty feet of each other Ginny noticed Remus and Harry in front of them, "HARRY," Ginny screamed as she ran towards him.


Seeing Harry, Ron joined in with Ginny in running towards his best mate, "Harry where have you been? Why haven't you answered any of my letters? Why haven't…"


Recoiling slightly at the red heads fast and furious questions, "Whoa there Ron, slow down." Harry held up a hand to hold him off, "Where have I been, I have been here in Toria where I am safe." Eyes turning dark and his face showing his anger, "And as far as replying to your letter it is kind of hard to do when the Dursley's killed Hedwig on the first day back from school. After the third day when no one showed up to check on why no letter was sent, well let’s say that the Dursley's decided me breathing was to freakish for them,” Harry finished, his breathing ragged in anger turning away from the now pale red head.


Feeling the calming hand of Ar'Ron on his shoulder he calmed down enough say with a deep sigh, “Ron can we talk about this later, I really do not want to deal with this right now." Seeing Ron nod his head Harry relaxed somewhat.


Ron was more than a little troubled about hearing about what the Dursley's did to Harry and then adding it to the information he heard at the order meeting, scuffled his shoes on the street, "Sure thing mate, I expect I have some unpacking to do anyway," Ron tried to pull off a weak smile.


Ginny seeing her chance at Harry since his defenses were weakened remembering the past order meeting, pushed past her brother, “HARRY JAMES POTTER, what do you think you are doing with this soul mate nonsense?"


Molly Weasley snapping out of her stupor screamed out, "Ginerva Molly Weasley, just what the bloody hell do you think you are doing, attacking Harry that way?"


Ron seeing Remus and a blond standing next to him was stunned, no it couldn't be he thought, "Malfoy…What is that bloody git doing here? He probably will go right back to daddy and tell him where to find you, bloody Death Eater, "Ron started to rant, anger twisting his features.


Having heard enough Ar'Ron stepped forward and glared at Ginny then Ron, "ENOUGH both of you will shut up right now, your behavior is intolerable. How dare you attack any one verbally or physically."


Ar'Ron waved his hand at Ron and mumbled something under his breath and Ron suddenly was drenched in ice cold water, "There that should cool you off."


Charlie looked over at Bill and said loud enough for everyone to hear, "Bill, Ron's anger problem has gotten worse every year he has come back from Hogwarts and Ginny, this is not Ginny. You don't think…"


Bill’s thoughts turned grim as he walked over to where his brother and sister were standing before suddenly casting two very strong ‘Petrificus Totalus’ at both of them, putting them both into the full body bind.


"Bill Weasley what do you think you are doing…" Molly started to rant in anger her hands balling into fists before reaching for her wand.


Arthur seeing his wife about to curse their son jumped in and quickly cast a full body bind at his wife of many years hoping that Charlie was right and his wife was not turning into a violent person on her own.


Bill walked up to his mother in full curse breaker mode, he used his wand to shape incantations and feel the magic return as it relayed the information the spells sought out. Looking up at his father in shock, Bill told his family, "She has two control charms, a loyalty charm and an anger charm placed on her, Dumbledore's signature is in the magic."


Walking over to his youngest brother, Bill repeated the same scans he did on his mother, "Two anger charms, a distrust charm and several charms that trigger fits of rage." Sighing he turned to his sister and performed the same scans, getting a negative response he almost sighed in relief before he caught the edge of an echo, sensing something was not right Bill changed the scan he was doing for charmed objects. Finding a necklace that seemed to have been woven with many charms Bill reached over and grabbed it breaking the clasp as he pulled it off.


Ginny screamed at Bill, "Give that back, Harry gave that to me it belonged to his mum."
"I thought you would have learned your lesson with the diary," Bill sighed out in disgust as he stared at her.


Harry spoke up for the first time after watching stoned face what bill was doing, "I never gave Ginny any jewelry; I never had any belonging from my mother." Looking over at Ginny Harry tilted his head as he looked at her, "Ginny when did you get this necklace?"


"You gave it to me two days ago, don't you remember?" Ginny sobbed trying to hold onto the fantasy.


Sighing Harry tried again, already knowing the answer but doing it for the benefit of the rest of her family, "Ginny did I personally hand this necklace to you.”


"Of course not, you sent it through Hermione with a message that you loved me…" Ginny stopped in mid stream, "Oh no, not again.”


Bill cast the counter for the body bind on her and she collapsed sobbing into the arms of Percy.
Arthur stiffened as he walked forward getting Bills attention, "Bill to be on the safe side you better scan me also."


Nodding his head Bill performed the same scan on his father, "A Loyalty Charm, multiple Memory Charms, an old Confundus Charm and a mild Cheering Charm."


Harry was trembling slightly in anger, not noticeable unless you were touching him. Ar'Ron leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Mel'Anin it is not your fault. No matter what, the blame lies directly in the lap of Dumbledore."


Harry nodded his head and turned around in Ar'Ron's arms so he was face to face, "Can you do anything to help break the spells on them.”


"I can Lord Potter," said a voice from behind them.


The group turned around towards the new voice to see Severus Snape walking up to them.


”There is a potion that I can brew that will remove all the spells and charms and open them up to Legilimency, which should allow me to make sure no hidden tampering is still in effect," Severus stated calmly as he came to s stop in front of the group. "It will take me four hours to brew the potion and a few moments in each of their minds to look for Albus's magical signature so I can remove the traces and implanted suggestions."


"Thank you Professor it would be appreciated. The sooner these spells are removed from my family the happier I will be." Arthur smiled at the potions master in relief.


Bill stepped over to the potions master, digging into his robe pocket he removed a small wizard’s compass, which he handed over, “Thank you for the help Professor. This compass will lead you to our house, when the potion is done and you are ready to begin. "


"Professor you can use the potion lab in the castle," Harry was distracted as he watched the Weasley’s turn off on a side street.


Joining the group as they walked back up the street towards the castle Severus noticed his godson walking along side Remus, he stumbled in surprise, "Draco, is that you?"


"Yes Godfather," Was Draco's reply a little on the cold side as he refused to look at him.


Ar'Ron seeing the cold contempt plastered on Draco's face sighed as he got the lads attention, "Draco, I know we have not had a chance to sit down and discuss everything that has happened lately, but Harry and I both scanned Severus's memories.” Seeing Draco look at him, “Severus does not know what Lucius is and had no idea what he was doing to you, also as you can plainly see since he is wearing short sleeve shirt, he does not have the dark mark any longer, nor did he take it willingly in the first place."


Draco softened his look when he heard that his godfather was not a servant of the dark lord, nor did he know what evil that man who was his father did to him, slowing down so his godfather could catch up with him, he softly started to talk to him as they walked through the inner wall they quietly caught each other up with the high points of the past week.


About a kilometer away from the castle Ar'Ron and Harry stopped next to a large open lawn, waiting for the others to catch up to them Ar'Ron pulled Harry into an embrace and kissed him tenderly. Ar'Ron noticed the others had caught up and released Harry from his embrace, turning towards Draco, "Well this is as far as we go. This field is the perfect place for you two to practice being in animagus form for your first time."


Remus grinned thinking about Harry following in his father’s footsteps, "I’ll escort Severus to the potions lab, do you need me to bring anything back with me?"


"Could you stop by my study and bring my stave back with you?" Harry was thinking about finishing his stave after practice.


"Oh and Remus could you ask Chan-son to bring us a light but high protein lunch around noon, he and I can get acquainted then and go over the menus for tomorrow night?" Ar'Ron smiled as Remus nodded and waved back.


Since he had been concentrating on his godson during the walk, Severus was not paying close attention to his surroundings, in any other situation that would have proven deadly for the potions master. Looking around he saw what looked like another wall, though it did have too many windows in it he thought. He did not see any castle though so he decided to ask where it was, "Just out of curiosity Harry you said there is a castle that you live in around here somewhere?" He really did not think the question was that far off base to cause Draco to start snickering loudly at his question, he was about to say something when he noticed that Draco was pointing up. Following his godson's arm up he saw nothing but wall, until he kept looking up and slowly it dawned on him that mountain in the distance was really the castle. "Bloody hell," Severus muttered as Remus dragged him off.


"Ok you two let’s make ourselves comfortable,” Ar'Ron sat down on the ground and crossed his legs in front of him. Waiting until Harry and Draco sat down in front of him and made themselves comfortable. "First thing, what will work for Harry will not work for you Draco; Harry being Elven needs a part of the creature he will turn into. That part will bond into his very essence making it easier on him to transform as the animagus form is already part of him.” Seeing Draco nod he smiled, “Draco you one the other hand, will have to trust me enough to open your mind up to me so that I can guide you through your essence to find the animal that is your form. After finding your form I will then project into your mind every detail of the animal I know, and then kick start your magic to realize that it can do the transformation; are you with me so far?"


Getting nods of agreement back from the two of them he continued, “I’ll help Harry first as his will be the easiest of the transformations,” Ar’Ron turned and smiled at his mate, “Harry you are an Archer Eagle. This is a magical bird that stands about five feet tall and is immune to all forms of magic cast against it, unlike a dragon which can eventually be overwhelmed an Archer Eagle is immune to all forms of magic except its own. While Phoenix are creatures of light and considered the embodiment of all things light, Archer Eagles are considered the guardians of magic itself.


The weapons of an Archer Eagle are talons and diamond sharp beak. But the really neat one is that the Archer Eagle can fire its feathers like an arrow, when the Archer Eagle rolls up its wings like scrolls, it will drop extremely fast towards its target and it will whip out its wings, which snaps out from one to several feathers that have a barbed point that is as deadly as any arrow.


Depending on the color of your feathers determines if you have any interesting elemental gifts, unfortunately you have no active control over them. For example if the silver feathers, shimmer red then they will be as hot as lava and upon impact will burn anything they come into contact with.


Now the first time you transform I want you to silently count to twenty and transform back to your normal form. It is one of the hardest things turning back the first time as the thrill of the animal will try to overpower your human or in your case your Elven half," Ar'Ron explained the instructions. Standing up Ar'Ron stretched as he moved a few meters away, "Harry, come on over here, well away from Draco, you will need some room for the transformation, and we want to keep Draco out of reach of your beak for your first transformation.”


"Good luck Harry," Draco grinned as he walked to the other side of the street to stand well away from Ar'Ron, just to be safe.


Walking over to where Ar'Ron was standing Harry stopped in front of him, he was excited and a little nervous.


"Don't be nervous, just remember a twenty count after you transform before transforming back." Ar'Ron told him as he saw Remus walk back out of the castle and sit down next to where Draco was, moving behind Harry he placed his hands on each of Harry's temples. "Relax and close your eyes, as I feed you information on the Archer Eagle at some point you will get the feeling that you have re-united with a long lost friend. It is at this point I will push at your magic starting the transformation," Ar'Ron whispered softly as the information flowed from him into Harry. All of a sudden Ar'Ron felt Harry get to the point he was talking about and pushed his magic towards Harry whispering to Harry’s magical core that this form was part of him.


To Remus and Draco’s amazement after about ten minutes of Ar'Ron and Harry standing there with their eyes closed, which Draco used to inform Remus about Harry's form, a loud pop interrupted their discussion, looking over to where Harry once stood, they saw a tall regal looking bird, with blue shimmering running down the feathers and a twenty foot wingspan.


Harry stood there inside his magical core listening to Ar'Ron's voice echo in the area from outside his core, the more he listened to the voice the more a shape started to form just outside his core. Finally the shape took form and Harry thought it was beautiful; it was perfect he thought, he felt as if he knew this other form as well as he knew his own. As soon as he thought that he felt his core reach out and grab the form of the Archer Eagle and wrench it inside his core. When the magnificent bird was inside his core standing right in front of him, he reached out and touched it, and that was all it took to cause him to transform.


Ar'Ron watched in pride as his lover took to his new form without any pain or struggling, he counted down slowly from twenty to zero just in case Harry had trouble and needed help back to his base form, after twenty seconds Harry appeared in his normal form and started to collapse in exhaustion reaching out quickly Ar’Ron caught him before he had a chance to hit the ground. Holding on tight as he helped Harry back across the street to where the others were sitting, Ar'Ron gently lowered Harry back onto the ground to rest.


"Wow, I need to catch my breath," Harry panted in exhaustion.


Draco was in awe, "Harry you were magnificent, your feathers shimmered blue like ice does on a sunny day."


"Each time you transform it will feel less draining, all you need now is to practice. As much as you want to fly high and free, please stay low and over this area of the lawn for today in cases I need to rescue you or you exhaust yourself and transform back unexpectedly," Ar'Ron smile at Harry who was resting with his eyes closed, Ar'Ron then went over and sat down behind Draco and pulled him in close to his lap, resting his hands on either side of Draco's temples he whispered to the young blond to relax.


While Ar'Ron and Draco were busy, Remus and Harry chatted several meters away in between Harry's practicing his transformations. Seeing Ar'Ron get up and move around to sit in front of Draco Harry hurried over to hear what form Draco was going to take.


Draco opened his eyes to see Harry plop down next to Ar'Ron who had this sad smile on his face.
"Please tell me I have a form," Draco pleaded afraid of the sad look.


"You have a form, though I am not sure you are going to like it all that much," Ar'Ron shook his head sadly.


Draco was nervous, "Please tell me it is a nice large form, something that can be nasty." Seeing Ar'Ron not lose his sad smile and just turn his head as if to appraise him he started to panic, "Oh no, tell me I am not some small little bug, or worse some foul little beast." Still no response Draco had this horrid thought come into his head, "NO PLEASE DON'T TELL ME I AM FOOD."


Snickering turned to giggles which turned to laughter as Harry could not take Draco panicking anymore, "Stop teasing the poor guy and tell him already."


Ar'Ron smirked at Draco prank over for now, "No you’re not food; you for the most part do the eating. Draco you are a Saber tooth tiger."


Seeing the look of utter relief on Draco's face Ar'Ron asked, "Ready to try for transformation?"
Eager to get started Draco nodded his head in relief.


Laughing at the eagerness Draco showed, "Do not forget that a twenty count than transform back." Ar'Ron warned him sternly.


Ar'Ron Turned Draco around so the only thing he would see when he transformed was an empty lawn, no need to tempt fate he thought. Repeating the same procedure as he did with Harry, Ar'Ron guided Draco through the same process until a huge four hundred pound cat stood where Draco once sat. Knowing that this might be the only transformation Draco could go through today Ar'Ron counted down from twenty and when he reached one and Draco was still in his form he reached over and chopped the bush of hair off the end of Draco's tail.


Draco could not hold the transformation any longer and feeling something attack his tail transformed back to human form after being startled and fell over, hitting the ground he looked up from where he was sitting exhausted, he felt like he had run all out all around the grounds ten circuits more than normal. "I think I will just sit here and rest." Draco got out between pants.


Laughing Ar'Ron gathered up the hairs and placed them in a jar he conjured up and set them over on the table next to Draco's stave ingredients. Seeing Harry land over by Remus Ar'Ron called out, "Harry before transforming I want you to nip out one of your tail feathers for your stave."


Harry reached down with his beak and ruffled his tail feathers before choosing one of the longer ones and taking the base in his beak he gave a mighty yank, transforming in mid screech, "Bloody hell that hurt" Harry yelled out as he rubbed his butt.


"Yes well if you would have gently pulled it would not have hurt as bad," Ar'Ron shook his head before turning away and grinning, "Anyway lunch is one its way," Ar'Ron pointed to Chan-son and Itsy as they approached the group loaded down with food.