HP: In The Magical World As An Extra

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I swallowed and nodded my head as I ran those facts through my mind, and tried to think what this would mean, if Ollivander knew who else did, was my identity compromised before I even had a chance, would Dumbledore know before I even arrive at Hogwarts, there had been speculations that Ollivander reported to Dumbledore, but I hoped to hell that wasn't true now.

Ollivander simply continued to smile, "you have little to worry my boy your identity is safe with me, I shan't tell a soul what I know, " he promised me, I just looked at him with wide eyes, how did he know that's what I was thinking.

Has he been using legilimency on me this whole time and I not know it… no, my pendant would have warned me if he was… he was reading my expressions…

I couldn't help but want to facepalm myself, Magnus you idiot you are going to turn out just like Moody at this rate, thinking everyone's out to get you.

I gave him a deadpan look and sighed, "Nice trick, now as you said shall we get started then?"

Ollivander chuckled, "Oh seen through me already have you? My aren't you a clever one, very well then, hold out your arm hand my boy and let me get started" he said as he tapped the magical tape around his neck, just as Madam Malkin had and it shot off his shoulder as well and started to measure my arm, but as I suspected it would.

It didn't stop there, it continued on measuring everything, the length of my fingers, my legs, my feet, even my ears, and what I now want to know is what the bloody hell the circumference of my nostril has to do with picking my wand?

All the while Ollivander wasn't even taking down the measurements and started off to brows the shelves of his stock while I was practically molested my his measuring tape, it was trying to measure my groin when I finally put a stop to it grabbing the tape measure and it falling limp in my hands before I put it down on Ollivander's front desk.

I took deep breaths trying not to scream, it certainly wouldn't do for the Heir of the House of Black to throw a yelling fit in the shop of the oldest wand maker in Diagon alley….

Where the hell did those thoughts come from?

My eyes darted to the space on my hand where my heir ring was and I realised what it was, it was my heir ring advising me on what to do, it was subtle but it was there, a minor compulsion.

It would be easy for me to ignore it now that it was there, and it would likely go away once I had learned how to raise my occlumency barriers to keep all outside influence out, but it was nothing bad, helpful in fact and I suppose it was right in a way.

While I was mulling over this latest discovery, Ollivander had returned to his desk and broke me from my thoughts as he set out a number of wand boxes lining them all up before picking one at what appeared to be a random selection and held it out to me. "Here we are, willow and phoenix feather, nice and swishy" he told me.

Taking a breath just in case something happened I took a breath to brace myself before I reached out and took the wand, and I felt a slight tremor in my hand but there was no large flash or light of any kind as I expected.

As I went to hand it back to him shaking my head I felt a pull inside me and then a row of wand boxes fell over, my eyes widened before I winced, the sound made Ollivander jump with surprise.

I heard him sigh when he saw the tipped over boxed before waving his hand and they restored themselves to their original place before he turned around and the wand back from me.

"Alright then," he said as he put the wand back in the case before lifting another two of the boxes he brought with him, "Phoenix feather late responsive" he mumbled to himself as he placed the boxes below the table and handed me another.

And so on it went, for the next hour and a half, wand came and wand went, I tipped over shelves, cracked his desk, knocked myself on my butt more than once and even blew out the shops window with a loose spell, I was getting rather irritated with the fact we couldn't find one, but come on, Harry got his on the third try.

And the more wands that didn't work the more excited Ollivander seemed to get with each failed attempt until finally, he came back with a long black box with a white ribbon falling off its front and top.

He carefully lifted the top of the boxed off and set it to the side as he took out the wand inside, it was white like ivory white with a circular body that tapered slightly and then dipped un for a small bit like a sword and handle without a hilt before coming back up, down its length were carved small ruins that looked very intimidating.

The fact that Ollivander was treating the wand with such care had me weary, and as he held it out to me he spoke, "thirteen inches, Yew, with a dragon heartstring core, rigid" he spoke softly.

As he held it there I could actually feel it, and I knew why, this was is, reaching out I grasped the want and my eyes widened as I felt something fill me as a tingle ran down my arm and I gasped feeling as though I had just had the best sleep of my life, it felt amazing.

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