Chaptet 16: Wand Wrist Holster!

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Ollivander seemed to smile, "Very good choice mister black, it is rare that I make wands of Yew and even more rarely do I sell them, that you should choose this wand says a great deal about you.

I think it's fair to say that we can expect great things from you mister Black, wither they are good or bad is yet to be seen." He said and then seemed to relax, "alright then, that will be twelve galleons"

I nodded as I looked at my wand, "Could I get a wand wrist holster as well please, Dragons hide with anti-summoning charms and disillusionment charms" I asked as I remembered them in some fanfictions I read.

Ollivander nodded as he took one out from below the desk and placed it next to my wand box, "that will be twenty galleons and seven sickles mister Black" he smiled.

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I exited the shop with my new wand placed inside its holster on my left wrist, I would have to add drawing practice to my list of things to learn later now when I start learning and training, I have five years to get myself ready, the war is coming and I am going to be ready for it.

Making my way back to the leaky cauldron I went up to my room and made sure the last of my things were packed away in my trunk, I could just throw the old clothes away but I needed a safe place to call Kreacher anyway.

When I knew I was set I turned to the empty room and called out, "Kreacher" the next second the old house elf was there with a pop.

"Who be you to call Kreacher?" Kreacher wrenched as he looked at me with his small beady eyes, "There be Black blood in you but I know not who you are."

I kept my expression cool I remembered that this is what Kreacher was like in the movies, so I was more than expecting such. Holding up my hand and willing my Heir ring to appear I responded.

"I am Magnus Roark Black, Son of Regulus Arcturus Black, heir to the ancient and most noble house of Black, that is who I am." I spoke with complete authority in my tone, it wouldn't do to let the old elf see any doubt in me.

As I spoke I watched as Kreacher's beady eyes seemed to widen, "You be Master Regulus's son?" He spoke his voice a little shaken by my declaration.

I nodded, "I am, I did not know my father nor my mother. I was orphaned and only found my way back to the house of my birth this day. Did my grandparent's portraits not tell you?"

Kreacher nodded, "Kreacher was told of the return of the Heir to the house of Black, but Kreacher knew not that it was you," he said before he quickly knelt before me.

"Kreacher will gladly serve young master Black, what does young master wish of Kreacher," The old elf spoke submissively.

I smiled slightly, very pleased with how things were going, "I am ready to go to Black Manor now, please take me there," I spoke and watched a shiver run through the elf on my words…

Oh right, he was used to people making demands of him, probably has never been asked nicely to do something in his life.

After a moment Kreacher seemed to snap out of the shock he had fallen into and held out his hand to me, "At once young master, please take Kreacher's hand and I shall do as commanded"

I nodded and reached out taking the elves hand before feeling a tug and my eyes widened when the whole room started to spin as I felt like I was lifted off my feet and sent spinning on my head for several moments before suddenly my feet touched the ground again and I felt like my stomach was doing backflips.

I stumbled back letting go of Kreacher's hand before falling flat on my arse as I tried desperately not to puke.

It took another moment or two for my stomach to settle before I started to look around me, we were on a pavement across the way from a block of houses.

I recognised where we were immediately and slowly stood to my feet as I took a final calming breath, I will not be doing that anytime soon for a while if I can help it.

I looked to Kreacher, "Where is the Manor?" I asked

No sooner had I that than I heard the creaking and groaning as I watched on as the space between numbers eleven and thirteen started shaking and moving, as everything seemed to reveal itself, as Black Manor, also known as 12 Grimmauld Place, showed itself.

I looked over the exterior of the manor and swallowed slightly, it was very imposing, and it also looked very filthy, the external walls with layers of dirt on them, though it didn't look as bad as I remembered it from the movies, but then that would have been after another five years of disuse to allow more to build up, it gave me slightly more hope for the inside of the manor.

Both Kreacher and I crossed the street and went up the steps to the large black door of the manor, I was about to reach for the handle when I stopped, something telling me that it was a bad idea to do so, and then I felt knowledge of just what to do enter my mind and I blinked, guess that was the Heir ring again.

Holding up my right hand I willed my Heir ring to appear before reaching out and placing its head against the door I could feel the two magics touching each other, the magic of the manor and the combined magic of myself and the ring, they seemed to clash for a moment but immediately settled down, that was when I spoke.

"I Magnus Roark Black, heir to the ancient and most noble house of Black, demand entry into my family's home" I spoke firmly as I kept the ring pressed firm against the door, no sooner had I finished than I felt a humming resonate from with my the heir ring and the whole door flashed before creaking open partly.

I sighed in relief as I took my hand back and willed my heir ring to disappear before entering the manor.

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