"Greetings heir Longbottom, how has your summer been?"
The blonde, who had slimmed down a bit since the school year, blushed at the introduction before giving a nod. "I have been well, yourself Lord Potter?"
Harry chuckled, "Bored out of my mind, however this does bring up something I wish to speak with you about."
"And what is that?"
"This whole 'Lord' business. I have decided that everyone shall have one free 'declaration' before I begin holding them to their words."
"Uhm…"
"It means you can call me 'Lord' one time, before I begin recognizing your fealty."
"O-oh…"
"Do not worry Neville, you are perfectly fine right now. I am certainly not going to take into account previous statements… although it would be fairly interesting to see the Slytherins react to that."
"I doubt much would change, Harry. Most Purebloods know what it means to say such things."
The raven-haired boy gave a thoughtful hum as the duo walked through the alley, ignoring the various stares they received.
"Blimey mate how do you put up with the attention?"
"I mentally picture them all as blood stained corpses."
Neville laughed at the joke, not noticing that his friend appeared completely serious. "Okay, next question, what is it with you and the owl?"
"Hm? Hedwig? She has been my closest companion for my entire life. I cannot imagine life without her."
The snow-white creature seemed to straighten up a bit as she sat on his shoulder at the praise. After retrieving some money for their supplies from Gringotts Harry led his friend to Ollivanders, much to the confusion of the other boy.
"Uh Harry, what are we doing…"
"We are going to be buying you a new wand Neville. The future Longbottom Lord should not be carrying around another person's tool. It needs to be yours not your father's ." This is the first step to you achieving your greatness, something we will be working on quite a bit in this upcoming year.
"Ah Mr. Longbottom… and Mr. Potter… I must admit I expected to see both of you here last year. If my memory serves me right you are both second years rather than first."
The blonde glanced over to his friend, a bit confused since he had always seen Harry using a wand during class. "That is correct, however as you can see I already have what I need, we are merely here for my friend Neville. He has been using his father's old wand and while it is very well made it is not for him ."
The older man's eyes remained trained on the emerald-green ones of the boy-who-lived even as he nodded in agreement. "Yes… yes you really should have your own. But I am sure that any wand you purchased will not be as useful as one that I can make for you Mr. Potter."
Again the boy waved off his argument, "I have made it through my entire first year without effort using my current solution, I am sure it will suffice. Now for heir Longbottom?"
A hesitant nod answered him, before the wandmaker turned his attention towards the blonde, "Yes yes, well then let us see what we can do. Right or left hand Mr. Longbottom?"
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A popping sound gained the boy-who-lived's attention as a House-Elf appeared in his room, earning an startled gasp from a young white-haired girl. For a moment Harry considered moving into a different apartment, perhaps one that went unregistered so he could avoid such rude intrusions.
"Master Harry Potter!"
"And you are…"
"Dobby is Dobby! Master Harry Potter must not return to Hogwarts this year, terrible things are going to happen this year."
"Terrible things you say? Well then I simply must attend. I would not want to miss the fun now would I?"
"No no no no! Master Harry Potter must not go!"
"And if I choose to do so anyway?"
"Dobby… Dobby will stop you, however Dobby must!" The creature glanced over at the young girl for a brief moment, before finding himself magically thrown against a wall.
"I will tell you only one time Dobby . If you so much as contemplate doing something with Hedwig I will end you." Shadows lengthened across the floor, the lights flickering ever so slightly as the boy's own eyes lit up with green flames.
"Dobby is not afraid sir, Dobby is used to death threats. Dobby wants Master Harry Potter to be safe, Dobby wants to protect the great Harry Potter sir."
"Ah, but that is where you are mistaken, death is not the worst outcome to your actions. I will be going to Hogwarts. If you are so insistent upon protecting me then you may do so during the year. Perhaps if you prove your worth I will consider a more permanent solution to your problems and desires."
The House-Elf nodded reluctantly, before being released and popping away a moment later.
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