Lily looked speechless. Tears were nearing leakage level.
So much for Project "Coming into My Powers Slowly", Harry told himself. Still, this gave him an excuse to start using his power faster. And possibly blow off some steam. Yes, he could make this work to his advantage. Harry looked at his mother and his grin faded to a shocked look. If only she knew what he'd already accomplished…
"Now since that is a special wand made by my father 3,400 years ago… I'll say… "
"Wait a minute… 3400 years ago! How old was your father? And how old are you ?" Harry blurted out.
Mr. Ollivander smiled a sly grin and replied, "Mr. Potter, my age shall remain a secret. Much like yourself." His creepy grin made Lily shiver.
Harry shook his head in annoyance.
"For one of the special wands, 200 galleons," Ollivander said calmly.
Lily exclaimed, "Two hundred galleons! I bought mine for seven!"
"Mum, it's alright. I'll pay for it," Harry said patting his pockets for his luggage.
"Uh-huh, mister. Pay for it with what?"
Not finding what he wanted since it was in another reality, Harry gave a goofy grin to his mother and looked at Ollivander. "Would you accept trade?"
"What do you have to offer, Mr. Potter?"
"What do you need?"
"Stop, both of you. Harry, you don't need a summer job right now, and you won't be able to make enough money to pay for this wand before school starts. Don't worry about it. We'll manage. We're not destitute. Mr. Ollivander, please excuse my outburst. The figure you presented caught me off guard but it is acceptable. It is an antique after all."
Lily paid for the wand and the two left the shoppe for the Leaky Cauldron. Ollivander stared at their retreating backs.
"Hmm… I should tell Albus about the Azerothigan's wand… hmm… no… no, he just needs to know about Voldemort's brother wand that the Longbottom boy bought," Ollivander muttered to himself. One thing was for certain: that Potter boy was quite an interesting fellow. He knew more than he let on. He was an Occlumencer and was able to sense him when he entered the shop, and now the boy carried one of the greatest wizarding wands in existence, stronger then You-Know-Who's wand and his brother wand. Interesting indeed…
As getting the wand had been the last thing on the agenda, the two quickly floo'd home. Once there, Harry quickly made his way to his room to put his purchases away. He grinned thinking back to when his mother had taken him to the bookstore. They'd spent several hours there and he'd been pleasantly surprised when she allowed him to get as many books as he wanted. Of course, she hadn't expected him to buy a small library of his own, but she said her son's education was important. Then she ruffled his hair when he blushed, grinning like a person who had just won the lottery.
Harry had just spent the day with his mother on, of all things, a shopping trip. He was on cloud 9. It was boring at times, frustrating having to try on different clothes, tedious for his feet, but he wouldn't have traded it for anything. He was still in a state of bliss when he started putting his clothes away.
It was a pity that he hadn't locked his door when he started using his wandless ability to put the clothes in the closet and dresser.
"Harry!" his mother cried, several books under her arm.
The clothes instantly fell to the floor as Harry whipped around, a startled look on his face.
"Uh… yeah, mum?"
"Was that wandless magic you were performing?" she asked in disbelief.
Harry really hated the idea of lying to his mother. Perhaps if he'd grown up in an environment with loving parents that routinely smothered their children in love in kindness he'd have built up the necessary moral fiber to lie to them without blinking an eye if only to get away from all those massive hugs and kisses (especially from any strange "aunties"). But he didn't so when he finally got parents, the last thing he wanted to do was deceive them in any way. He'd already been doing it out of necessity for the past month but now… now was a time when he could come clean with his mum.
At least, a little bit.
"Uh… yes, mum. It was. I've been practicing. Didn't you wonder about how all the packages we bought were shrunk?"
"Harry, moving some clothes around wandlessly, while difficult for most wizards, is nothing compared to shrinking items. Even Albus Dumbledore has trouble doing wandless spells."
"Mum," Harry started. Then stopped. They looked at each other for a moment and then Harry waved his hand, middle finger snapping against his forefinger. The clothes all lifted from the floor and resumed their march to the closet. Harry didn't even bother watching it happen. He instead watched his mother. She was totally gobsmacked (or whatever it was that smacked gobs).
Twenty seconds later the clothes were all away. He looked at his mother again. She had a dreamy smile on her face. Harry then went over to the bags and snapped the fingers on his other hand. Instantly, the bags shrank from large sacks to just over hand-sized paper bags. He handed them to his mum.
"I told you. I know some spells I can do wandlessly."
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