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"We have come to get him a wand, regardless of his age. And I have brought what you need." Cassiopeia's voice left no room for argument, at least as far as Aries was concerned.
"You have, have you?" Ollivander seemed to be sizing Aries up. "And you think I have not already crafted a wand suitable for the boy?"
She only smirked. "You haven't. He's right handed."
"Nonsense. Here try this Mr. Black." And so it began.
Wand after wand was handed to him and then taken away. Some just felt cold, others nothing, or the old man took the wand back almost immediately after handing it to him.
An hour had passed and now Ollivander returned, carrying a box rather delicately. "I had intended this for someone else, yes Thomas Potter. Eleven inches, holly, and phoenix feather." Aries could have sworn he saw the man's eyes flicker up to where Hades was perched before being handed the wand.
Ollivander's attitude made him think something incredible would happen. He felt a slight warmth, but it faded quickly.
He could not hide his disappoint and neither could Ollivander as he collected the wand.
"It seems that you are correct Miss Black. What have you brought?" His eyebrow rose into his hairline as she laid a black phoenix tail feather and a vial of Basilisk venom on his counter.
Again, his eyes flickered to where Hades perched and that time there was no mistaking it, he knew.
"Hades," Aries called rather reluctantly. "You can show yourself, he knows you're there." The black phoenix shimmered into existence and soared down to land in front of Ollivander who burst out in laughter.
"Oh, my boy, you are full of surprises. A black phoenix of all things as your familiar. Now that is indeed a story to be told! Aries and Hades eh? A fascination for Greek Mythology yes?" Ollivander did not wait for an answer as he scooped up the tail feather and vial of venom.
"I will require some of your blood Aries, and then return in an hour."
"Mr. Ollivander," Cassi called stopping him and placing a bad of gold on his counter. "You will not be placing any of those Ministry restrictions on this wand. I want it pure."
"Now, now Miss Black you know that's illegal."
"I can hurt you Ollivander, in more ways than one."
Surprisingly Ollivander just chuckled. "Now don't be hasty Miss Black, fine I will do it."
"And you will speak of this to no one or I will hurt you."
"Hasty and rude. Do you want me to make the damned wand or not?"
The hour could not pass by quick enough for the young boy.
Cassiopeia had tried to distract him with chocolate ice cream, a rather guilty pleasure for the young Black, but even the wonders of Flourish and Botts could not stop him from glancing towards the wand makers shop every so often.
She left him there to read in a secluded corner with specific instructions to stay there.
They may have adorned glamours before entering the shop, but sometimes the boy's magic fluctuated, and the last thing she needed was Sirius Black walking into the book shop just as his glamour faded.
The Black witch found herself in Borgin and Burkes. The decrepit man disgusted her, but he would have what she needed.
A veiled threat here, an insinuation of blackmail there, and a sack of gold much too light for Mr. Burkes liking let her leave with every book he had on Slytherin and the mysteries he had left behind.
Cassi had every intention of findding out how Harry Potter, blood adopted by Regulus Black and Regina Malfoy, could be the Heir of Slytherin.
At last the hour had passed and Cassiopeia had to hold tightly to Aries' hand to keep him from rushing to Ollivander's shop.
He was waiting for them of course, a wand sitting neatly on a small box. And it was the most beautiful thing Aries had ever seen.
He did not even need to touch it, he could feel it, much like he had felt the magic of the Chamber.
The wand called for him and trance-like he walked to it and grasped it. Power surged through him, raw power.
It was taking everything Aries had to contain it, but the wand called for it. It wanted to be unleashed.
Aries brought up his mental shields quickly, shoving his emotions out of his mind, and felt the calmness of the void wash over him as his magic leveled off.
"Thirteen inches," Ollivander began, "The phoenix feather dissolved in the Basilisk venom creating a terribly unstable concoction, but your blood Mr. Black stabilized it."
"It had been a guess considering your familiar, and it seemed I was proven correct. Still the core was powerful, and it needed an equal to match it. I considered yew, strong and powerful, but even that was overwhelmed."
"Then holly called to me, but that too perished. An idea I had of mixing them, complete opposites yew and holy. They tend to fight and yet the conflict of the core meshed well with their own. It was a start but not perfect. And so I added a third element: ebony."
"Three symbols of protection versus two of death. I could feel it, nearly perfect but there was one missing ingredient. Obsidian. Often called volcanic glass or even dragon glass."
"Yes, the perfect mix of protection and death. It was at last I created what you see before you, and perhaps the greatest of all my wands perhaps of all my family too. And we have created many. But alas, it is indeed curious."
"What's curious sir?" Aries asked, his eyes never leaving the wand. Cassiopeia eyed the man dangerously.
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