Chapter 1
It's his tenth birthday not that anybody noticed yet because today was his sister tenth birthday the famous Girl Who Lived. Every sense he could remember the week of his sister birthday Potter manor got filled up with guest to celebrate all week for their bloody savior. Not that he really blames from the stories from uncle Padfoot tells the war with the last dark lord was really bad and the only reason he didn't take over was the night he killed his mom and tried to do the same to his sister expect his sister didn't die like his mother but some way the dark lord did instead. Well at least he get to share the misery with his step-sister. "Some one over hear brooding come on little prongs your auntie Narcissa is and her kids are here and they want to give you a gift." a deep lustrous voice calls "Uncle Padfoot your finally hear!" Young harry lest out standing up from his chair as his turns around and hugs his uncle. "I should ask you why your here in the library but I have a few guess hiding from the other children on your specials day denying them your presence you starve them of your brilliance!" Harry turns beet red "Stop that you know there not here for me and beside the only time I do show up they do is ask me about is her!"
With a frown Sirius pulls his godson into a hug "It's alright me and Narcissa are along with her to young ones are waiting for us lets go." With a nod and a pale smile stretching across his face "Well we can't keep auntie waiting then can we?" with a smile Sirius leads harry out of the library before heading out into the gardens where a tall blonde women. "Hello Lady Malfoy , Hello Heir Malfoy's its good to see you on this joyous occasion." Harry says with a polite bow. Narcissa looks down at harry with a smile " Good job heir black remembering your manners on even such a special day to you now come give your auntie Cissa a hug." Harry rushes over and and Narcissa wraps him up in a hug "Heir black It's good to see you on this day as well." Two voices chorus at the same time one a little boy with silver blond hair and grey eyes the other a slightly older looking female with the same silver hair but with streaks of black with eyes as dark as coal. "
Harry smile's at them "So I heard some one has presents for me?" Narcissa let's out a light laugh "Yes it's that time of night little one." Sirius pulls a box from his pocket "Open mine first little prongs!" Sirius says with a little shout. Harry grabs the box and pulls the lid off and meet the gaze of a baby bird with red eyes and a ashen covered faces with a plumage of dark blue feathers that streak around it neck and shoulders that spread onto the wings that contrast it white belly "She's a harpy eagle little prongs when I saw her all I thought of was you what are you gonna name her?" With a small sigh of wonder reaches in and rubs a finger down the side of her head "Sigrdrífa the driver to victory from Norse mythos" The little harpy give out joyful chirp and nuzzles into his hand.
Narcissa smiles and nods " That's a beautiful name for her now the presents from us." Out from her robe she pulls three packages and hands them to harry he looks at them and starts to open the one from his aunt Cissa first to find a ashy white raptor glove with bluish black accents "It also can function as a wand holder it, self cleaning, and will grow with you as you age so you won't have to replace it for some time." Narcissa says with a light smile. Harry giggle's "Trust you two to coordinate to get me something." With a smile on his face Sirius replies "It was all of us darling." Before any of them can continue a soft and joyous can be heard "Brother I've been looking all over for you!" A girl hugs Harry from the back causing his face to darken a little "Breanna I thought you would be with the other party goer's?" Harry says voice laced with an dark edge.
Breanna looks away from him and say's " I snuck out with dad's cloak to come find you." before anyone can say anything else Brea reaches into a pouch and pull's out a wrapped canvas and pushes it into Harry's hand's "I wanted to give this to you for your birthday I'll be going now." She rushes away leaving the rest of the group a little stunned "Well that was something." Sirius says with mirth in his voice. Narcissa gives him a glare and turns to Harry "Well open your gift from your sister let's see what she painted." Harry gives a nod and slowly start to unwrap the painting it was of a family of four sitting around in a small dinning room where two children one is a girl with long brown hair that looks uncontrollably with emerald grin eyes with a smile from ear to ear on her right is what looks to her father who looks much the same but with brown eye's.
To her left is a boy with black eye's that have specks of green mixed in them with smooth long black hair tied into a loose braid smiling at a women to left tall and with shining green eye's and flowing red hair with a smile that could out shine the sky. On the table in front of them is a large chocolate cake and with blue icing the words happy birthday were written. Harry look's up in the direction he sister went and stands up and looks back towards the other people there "I'm going after my sister." And with that he walks off to find his sister. Walking through the manor and dodging people there to party hears a stern voice call out "Son have you seen your sister?"
Harry looks over at his father surround by people from the ministry looking no doubt to suck up to his father and get his vote during a Wizengamot session "Hello Chief Warlock Minister." A look of anger flash's across his father face before it's hidden "Ah polite as always son but I do believe I asked you a question." Harry Looks down " I don't know where she is I was looking for her" His father looks at him then with a smile " That's great son when you find her bring her over here the family going to a trip to Ollivander's wand shop in Diagon Alley. Looking up in shock "Why would be going there father?" His father looks at him with strange smile "We decide to make getting your sister a wand a ceremony to celebrate the occasion!"
Harry with a look of shock ask "But she's not even eleven yet?" His father looks at him with mirth "Which is why you'll be getting a wand too your sister was very adamant on that point didn't want you to resent her i believe she said so go get her!" a bit of anger sliding into his voice Harry nodded in shock and yell "prix take me to my sister!" An house elf popped into the room and with a rushed air comes "Yes young master" and with a pop the two were gone. "My dear boy did you have to be so rough with the young boy?" An elderly voice say's "Dumbledore the only reason the brat's getting anything is because of his sister I was more than happy waiting not doing anything with him the bloody ingrate resents his sister!" Dumbledore looks at James the twinkling in his eyes vanishing "Maybe if you treated them normally there wouldn't be such a divide between them."
Oblivious to the brewing conflict brewing among the people he just left a trembling young Harry looks around the room he's in slight confusion "prix why are we in my room?" prix looks over at his young master like he's stupid "You told me to take me to your sister and I did she's in you bed." and with that the elf pops away. Looking at his bed Harry starts to pull a curtain away when a small hand reaches out and pulls him with far more strength any five year old should have in his opinion. watching her brother open the curtains she fails to resist the urge to pull him close to her and wrap herself around him presses the side of her face to his face against the top of his head.
Harry in surprise before he could think of anything else snuggles closer to her and ask "Why are you in here?" He feels her tilt her down for a second before in a slightly regretful tone "Dad doesn't think to check here when I want to hide from that god awful party and you had uncle Padfoot ward it against the house elves." Harry gives a thoughtful hum I've always wanted to ask why you had Sirius do that dad was furious when he found out?" She ask a hint of curiosity in her tone "I didn't want the house elves to be able to spy on me one of them told me there were always listening and got super paranoid about it."
His sister let out a small laugh then started tearing up and crying pressing her face against the top of his head. Bitterness overtaking her voice "I wish we could be just like this no GWL parties no expecting you to fight a dark lord when he returns just the two of us together here holding each other and." Before she could continue Harry drags himself up to her eye level and puts his hands over her mouth and with a deranged tone yelp's "He's suppose to be dead!" Brea let's out a snot filled snort and with misery in her tone "Nope still out there and kicking some how and I'm his fated slayer or his mine I guess the prophecy isn't really clear on that one also they think he's going to come back some time in my early teens" She says looking dejected
Harry looks into his sister eyes when a revelation hits him and he starts crying "I've been such a prat all the time's you been training to be child soldier to fight fucking Voldemort while I was being a petulant child well no longer sister I might not be able to do much now but this won't be something you do alone!" Looking on as his sister face light's up in a smile she leans down and kisses his brow and in a bright tone states "You don't know how much that means to me little brother." A knock on the door interrupts and a house elf pops in "Young master's your father is calling for you and said if you not there in five minutes he going to drag you out by your ears."
Harry nods "Alright prix do we have anything to do with this?" He waves around at his crumpled clothing and snotty face all the elf does is snap and the clothes un wrinkle and a eye dropper falls into the elf hand "Come here you two this will cover up the redness." the dropper floats over to Brea first and drops a single drop of a blue liquid into each one of her eyes. The elf looks over at him and with a wave of it's hand the dropper floats above him and before he could blink a two drops of the liquid fall into his eyes and with a sharp intake of breath he starts rubbing his eyes "That bloody hurt how did you not react to that Brea?" Breanna give Harry a knowing smirk "Experience brother now Prix pop us on over lets get this show on the road
When the twins pop in they were not expecting to see Dumbledore yelling at their father in a bubble of silence with him tied up on the floor. Harry just plops his face in his hands Breanna looks over at her brother in with amusements flashing in her eyes "Brother how long do you think they'll be?" Harry looks up peeking through his finger's "Looks like the Chief Warlock has seen so probably not longer ah I just remembered I was looking for you to say thanks for the painting." Breanna flashes red for a second "I hoped you enjoy it."
"Now James did you learn anything from this little stunt?" James lying on the flor bound by what looks to be ribbons of china. He lowers his head to the floor and with a dejected sigh "I let my anger get the better of me sorry headmaster." Dumbledore gave him a nod and with a wave of his hand all the transformation he did was undone. He leans down a hand to help James up , James looks at Albus and says "I'm still taking them to get their wands and I won't budge on that." Albus give a weary sigh "I just with they could enjoy being kids a bit longer but as their father if you think that is right then by all means take them." And with that Dumbledore leave's.
Harry and Breanna walk over to their father and with a steady voice Brea calls out "Dad were ready to leave when." James looks over at them and with a nods "Grab my arms we'll be apportioning there hold tight." With a tight squeeze that felt like a giant was trying too crush their body's and darkness covering their vision as sudden as it started it was over. Harry coughs and leans over "Bloody hell is it always that bad?" James looks over at Harry with annoyance "Pull yourself together boy look at your sister!" A flash of rebellion sweeps across Brea face "Don't forget dad this is his first time traveling this way seeing as you never invite him on any of our trips." James looks away and grabs them and pulls them into Ollivander's not bother to reply to his daughter statement.
"Garrick we're here!" James shouts as he walks into the store. Harry looks around the store in awe of shelf after shelf covered in boxes of wands with air that smells of wild and ancient magic. Brea looks over at her brother face and wonders why he looks so mystified when all she feels from the shop is a nauseating the distant feeling of a noose tightening around her neck. "Ah I wasn't expecting your group so soon, Ah mahogany wood elven inches with unicorn hair core pliable and good for transfigurations that's your fathers wand but looking at you two Hmm Wand arm please?" James looks over and pulls Brea forward "Brea first please." Ollivander nods Brea looks over at Harry worry in her eyes Harry just gives her a reassuring smile. With a inhale of breath "My right arm sir." With a nod tape measures fly in measuring the size of her finger navel to chin the width of her arms how long they are after five minutes of this Ollivander gives a nod of his head and walks into the back with a box in hand "Here give this one a try Alder and unicorn hair ten inches and sturdy" Brea give the wand a twirl and it blast out of her hand and smacks her in the face.
Twelve boxes later has Ollivander rubbing his chin he walks to the and pulls out a silver satin pouch " Try this one African Ebony 11 inches long with a phoenix wand core." Ollivander shoves the pouch into her hands. With shaky hands she opens the pouch and when her hand touches the wood her magic flares around and with a twirl she pulls the wand out and with a wave of the wand fiery sparks dance across the room. Everyone in the room is suddenly drawn to the old wandmaker voice "How curious Miss Potter the phoenix that gave up a feather for your wand only gave out one other feather curious indeed because the person to posses the other wand was the one who gave you that scar." With a pause Ollivander gets a far off look in his eye's "Yes he did many great things terrible but great I believe we can expect great things from you two Miss potter?"
Breanna shudders and pulls the wand to her chest and sits down looking hollow. James walks over and pulls her into a tight hug. "Father why don't you take her to get ice-cream or something while Mr. Ollivander and I look for my wand I think it would help Brea to be away from here for a while." James looks over at his son and and with a weary tone "Thanks for the understanding son here a pouch with serval hundred galleons when you done getting your wand get yourself something nice." He set's the pouch into Harry's hand and pick up Brea and walks out side. "Wand arm Mr. Potter?" Ollivander ask in a neutral tone "I can do both but I Prefer my left hand rather than my right" The old wandmaker gives a slight nod and wanders back out of view and come back with three boxes "This first one is pink ivory 10 inches with unicorn hair core." Harry reaches out and grabs the wand and with a wave the wand snapped out of his hand.
Serval hours later Ollivander rubbing his chin "Your a rare case young man you practically spit in my life work when I was young boy watching my father struggle to work with kelpie hair as a core materiel I devoted myself to finding the best wand core to work and that led to me only using the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn parts to form cores and wands you however you can't bond with any of these walk with me?" Ollivander turns and start walking to the back of the store after what feels like hours Ollivander stops in front of a trunk and gesture to it "In here is every unique wands the Ollivander's have every made."
He takes a key out of his pocket he inserts it into a the only hole on the trunk and it pops open with a violent hiss. Harry takes a step back and Ollivander grabs his wrist "no need to worry she's just a bit grumpy from not being open in so long." He looks over at Harry and pulls him in front of the box and with a tone full of wonder "Reach in and you'll have found your wand." Harry in a daze reaches in and grasps a wand and pulls out a Blood red wand with a mixture of animals and humans being sacrificed in arcane rituals carved into the wood Ollivander snatch up a piece of paper that was following after the wand. "Bloodwood 15 inches with vampire fang core'