Jason and his parents were currently standing inside a dark, dingy pub.

The Leaky Cauldron...

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After that whole fiasco with the spider, Jason had his wand taken away until he started attending Hogwarts. He could call it back but he knew if he did that and his mother found out, there would be Hell to pay.

So he could only sulk and wait till school starts to find out why it suddenly worked. He was excited about something else though, he would be going to Diagon Alley tomorrow.

He had wanted to go with Harry, but the Dursley's had still taken him away. But Jason wasn't worried, he knew Hagrid would fetch Harry and take him there him.

Based on the movie's timeline, he should've been there by now, Jason thought.

Jason had a hard time sleeping that night.

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So here they were, Jason just wanted to run off already, but Mrs Riley, knowing her son's thoughts stopped him.

"Mum let me go please, it's boring to stay with you. " he pleaded.

"Jason, you don't even have any money. And we're not here for fun, we're only here to get you your supplies." Mrs Riley said sternly and Mr Riley agreed. They weren't poor or anything, but they knew they couldn't just give Jason money, as if he had it, he would surely spend it on the most ridiculous of things.

Jason was downtrodden, in fact he had wanted to go to knockturn to get a few books on black magic. But since his parents were here, and the wizard who led them here(let's call him bob) , he knew it would be impossible. So he could only sulkily follow him.

They were on there way to Gringotts, when Jason suddenly saw a sign that caught his attention.

"Mum, did you bring my wand", Jason asked his mother quietly.

"I did, but you're not getting it. " Mrs Riley said

"Please, mum. Look i just want to see if we can find it's owners " Jason said, pointing at Ollivanders across from him.

Mrs Riley hesitated when she saw the sign, but she still gave the wand in the end. Jason had told her he had picked it up. She knew it was a wand since her grandmother always carried hers around, so she had always thought that maybe some child had dropped it accidently.

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If they could find it's owner, that would be for the best. Of course she didn't know it was Jason's in the first place.

So Jason took his wand and went off to Ollivanders. When he opened the door, the first thing that went through his mind was, so many boxes. The place was full of boxes, and Jason knew in every single one of them was a wand, which amazed him to no end.

As he was observing the place, an aged voice passed into his ears.

"I remember every single wand I've ever sold, and everyone I've sold it to, but I've never seen you before my young friend. But must be new to the wizarding world for correct? "

"Yeah, the name's Jason Riley mister. "Jason said, not too startled by the sudden voice. Since he already knew this guy was weird.

"Oh, Mr Riley is it. Well then how can I help you today? I have lots of wands here that I'm sure would love to be in your hands. "

Jason raised his eyebrow at that, what did that mean? Am i such a casual person hmph. But he still respectfully answered.

"No old wizard, I'm here to ask you about this wand here, " as he said that he pulled out his wand from his pocket.

Jason saw that when Mr Ollivander the wand, his eyes started sending out curious glows.

Yes, marvel puny wizard. This is the wand of a true master. He thought conceitedly, forgetting that the broken stick only seemed to start working a month ago .

When Mr Ollivander picked up the wand, his hand started shivering, and a glow so intense shone in his eyes that Jason thought they were going to shoot laser beams.

"Marvelous, truly and utterly marvelous. Mr Riley, may I be rude as to ask where you found this wand. "

"I picked it up at a river, it had floated from the waters to the shore, and i thought it looked cool so i took it. But since i found out it was a wand, i thought maybe someone lost it. So i wanted to find out who the owner was. " Jason lied, as if the truth was his nemesis.

"Yes yes, I see... " Mr Ollivander said as if trying to get his wording correct. "Mr Riley, this wand has never belonged to anyone before. "

Jason showed confusion on his face, but in his heart he was thinking

Of course it never belonged to anyone before, i just said before that I'm not a casual person, neither is my wand.

But he still respectfully asked, "What do you mean old wandy? " Well, as respectfully as he could.

"You see Mr Riley, this wand was naturally made! " Mr Ollivander said, a bit excitedly.

"Natural made? " Now Jason was really confused, he new what the term meant, he just never linked it to a wand.

"Yes, one out of a million. Something so rare it borders on mythical, a wand made by nature. And something truly intriguing is, the wood that made this wand, seems to be older than a million years! "

Well, damn. Seems like I've been seeing a loli baba.

Jason couldn't believe it, as the wand still seemed so new. But he still had to ask.

"Well can i use it? "

"Yes in fact, in this world, only you could ever wield this wand! Anyone else and... " Saying so Mr Ollivander muttered something and flicked the wand gently. A white light started glowing on the tip, and just as Jason thought the spell would work, the light reversed suddenly, hitting Mr Ollivander straight in the chest and sending him tumbling towards his countertop, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth. The wand flipped in the air and landed straight in Jason's hand again.

Jason was startled and wanted to quickly run up and help.

"Old wandy are you okay? "

But just as Jason got to Mr Ollivander, wand still in hand, an untimely, horrified voice sounded out behind him.

"What are you doing! "

With bushy brown hair, a cute angular face and bright intelligent eyes.

Hermione Granger.

" ...Fuck. "