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Corvus	By : LadyFreak Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 23963 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor to I make any money from this story. These characters are JKR's, I just play with them.

Chapter List
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A/N: And we finally get to Diagon Alley! Woooo :)
A/N2: Thank you shadowwolf03 for pointing out the grammatical error. All fixed now!

(12) Diagon Alley
Sure enough the following Wednesday found the Lestrange and Malfoy families heading through Diagon Alley. Corvus did not have much to buy in the way of books. He had copies of all the Hogwarts first year books already, with his own side notes, while his books for Stregoneria and Durmstrang could only be purchased outside of Britain due to their darker natures. He placed owl orders for those books soon as he received his lists back from the schools.
As the group entered Diagon, they knew it would be a long day. The place was already starting to get crowded with students and families buying their own supplies.
Narcissa was the first to take control “First stop, trunks!”
“Could we get a multi-compartment trunk?” Corvus asked
“Of course, why else would we be buying new ones. You already have basic trunks at the Manor,” came the reply.
“Yes, Aunt Cissy.”
They entered a store that had very little walking space. The younger wizards grimaced at the place, until Rabastan leant between them and whispered “Place may not look like much, but trust me when I say the quality makes up for looks, aye?”
“Yes, Uncle” they both intoned, curiosity now lacing their voices.
“Ah, fresh blood!” came a deep joyful voice in front of them. The man was easily over 6 foot tall and muscled to boot. His arms were as wide as Corvus’ waist! Okay that may be an exaggeration… but he was quite obviously strong. “New trunks I take it? Hogwarts?”
“Among others” Corvus said. He stuck his hand out to the man in greeting. “Corvus Cygnus Lestrange. I’d love to see what you have here.”
The man seemed taken aback to hear such a greeting from such a young wizard. He quickly got control of himself and took the smaller hand in a large beefy one. “Pleasure Corvus, names Silvanus Itlum, crafter of trunks for… many years.” He said the last with a wink.
Draco introduced himself next, then Silvanus greeted the adults. When formalities were complete, the craftsman pulled out a notebook and sheets of parchment. The parchments listed the types of locks and charms that could be added.
“Now what are you looking for?” he asked Corvus while Draco walked around the shop.
“Hmm.” Corvus was thinking, tapping his finger on his chin. “Definitely multi-compartment. Hogwarts, Stregoneria , DA, clothing, other books, snacks for familiars, and a spare?”
“7 compartment trunks are fairy common, so that would be no problem. Trunks can also be expanded to have a full size room in them.” The man smirked at the surprised look on Corvus’ face.
“Can there be more than one room?”
“Yes, and can be separately protected by wards,” the man replied with a smirk
“Yeah, definitely handy. Alright… lets make it 8. First and second as two smaller spaces on top for quills, parchments and other smaller items, third, fourth, and fifth all the same size- each for a different school. Sixth compartment for Clothing. Seventh will be the first room set up as a library and the eighth set up as a potions lab. The only furniture I’ll need are the bookcases and the lab table. I’d appreciate the safety wards on the potions lab, I can set up the others. As far as other charms, I like the idea of the wand-tap-shrinking charm. I’m not ready to trust others with my belongings.”
“Definitely a plus. I’m glad I can provide you with what you need.” Corvus nodded his thanks. “Now go look around at colors and styles while your friend here picks his own.”
As Draco chose his own compartments, Corvus browsed the samples and floor models of the trunks. He saw many different woods and color options. Reds, Greens, Blues, Light Woods, Dark Woods… the list went on and on.
Too busy… he thought to himself. He glanced at the additions that one could add. Aha! Family Crests… and maybe… yes… okay.
He walked to Silvanus who had just finished writing down Draco’s order. “Alright.” Corvus said to the crafter. “Can we put the Lestrange family shield on the center of the lid? Then on each side of the shield I want an animal. On the left I want a raven, on the right a basilisk. I want the trunk Black and the embellishments should be done in silver. Agreeable?”
Silvanus finished writing the details down. “Agreeable. These will not be complete for another week.”
Bellatrix spoke up for the first time “That’s fine, Sil. Can you have them delivered? Corvus’ to Lestrange Manor, Draco’s to Malfoy Manor?”
“Not a problem Bella. It will be done. I understand it’s getting close to school starting so these will go to the top of my list.”
“Thanks Sil.” She said, as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Narcissa spoke up when they exited the shop, “Wands?”
Excited nods all around.
Corvus found the wand shop to be only slightly better than Silvanus’ cluttered trunk shop. Of course the old man had to pop his head out of nowhere and speak mystically. Both boys just wanted to get their wands and get it over with.
Draco didn’t have too hard a time getting his wand. Cherry with Unicorn hair… the core was surprising to Corvus.
But Corvus’ wand… well that was an interesting tale.
“Was wondering if I would see you or not Mr. Pot…”
“Lestrange” he interrupted coolly.
“Of course, my apologies” he said, not sounding apologetic at all. “Mr. Potter was in here earlier today. He chose his own wand… It…sparked some, but one should understand that the wand chooses the wizard, not the other way around.” Corvus nodded. “Now you, my dear boy, will be a challenge… yes…Wand arm?”
Corvus held out his right arm and watched the magicked tape measurer record it’s findings. They then spent over an hour trying to match him to one. The Malfoy’s sat on a bench just inside the door while Bellatrix and Rabastan kept giving Corvus support.
“This is ridiculous!” He finally snapped. Even Ollivander was becoming tired. “No offense to you, Mr. Ollivander, but are there any other wand makers?”
“None that would be approved at Hogwarts.” he answered.
Corvus thought for a moment before leaving the store behind. He met his family outside the doors. “What?” Bellatrix asked when she caught up with him.
“I’m not only a student of Hogwarts, but of Durmstrang and Stregoneria as well,” he said looking at Lucius.
“Ah. You may need approval, but after wasting so much of our valuable time in that shop, I do not see any problems. I will get a letter from Ollivander as proof of his wands not fitting you.”
“Also get an oath that he will not mention me to Dumbledore. He almost called me... Potter. I don’t want that spread around and I don’t trust him. Just a feeling I have.”
The elder Malfoy nodded and entered the shop, returning ten minutes later with a rolled up parchment.
Bellatrix spoke to the boys “Why don’t you two go to Madam Malkins while me and Cissy get your supplies?”
“OK, but I want to go to the bookstore!” Corvus called out as they walked away.
“Wouldn’t dream of going without you!” Bellatrix returned, laughing at her son’s antics.
The two young wizards grudgingly got their measurements for robes, wanting to get the task done quickly. While they were being measured, the most unfortunate happened.
Corvus couldn’t control the sneer that graced his face at the new occupants of the store. He glanced sideways at Draco to find the blonde looking back at him. These are the people he would like to avoid at all costs.
“Hurry up! We have other places we need to go!” snapped the boy-who-lived at the seamstresses.
“Don’t worry, sweetie, she will hurry up for you,” came the voice of Lily Potter.
Corvus smirked at the snort coming from the girl who was measuring him for robes. She had fast and nimble fingers that did not get him once. He looked over at Draco again to see a matching smirk on his face. He winked at his cousin before leaning over the girl measuring his robes. “Take as looong as you need. Please.” She giggled at him and nodded her head once in understanding. When she measured the other side she whispered to her friend who laughed as well.
Ten minutes later found the two boys stepping slowly off of their stools. Charlie knocked Corvus to the ground, smirking as he stepped onto the stool.
Fortunately at that moment Madam Malkin came out herself. “Really Mr. Potter,” she admonished “I do not condone violence in my shop. Do so again and I will have you banned!” She turned to Corvus then “I’m very sorry, Mr. Lestrange. Would you like your robes delivered or will you pick them up?”
“Lestrange? You cater to Death Eaters before honest customers?!” came the voice of the Potter boy.
“How dare you throw out meaningless accusations! And in public as well. We should sue for slander!” came Dracos’ snide retort.
“Not slander if it’s true,” this came from the older Potter.
“Really. James Charlus Potter. Get control of yourself and your accusations or I will ban you and explain exactly why to the Daily Prophet!” the older woman growled out. “Mr. Lestrange, Mr. Malfoy, I apologize sincerely for this.”
“Thank you Madam Malkin,” Corvus replied, “but it is not you who need apologize. Though I appreciate your standing up for your customers. As far as our robes go, we will return. I plan to shop for books today.”
Calming down quickly Madam Malkin had a sly smile on her face. “Ah,” she said, “so I shall see you in about six hours then?”
“Give or take an hour” he smirked back. “Seriously though, we will be back most likely in a couple of hours. Hopefully the…atmosphere… will clear out by then,” he said the last, sneering at the Potter family.
He led Draco out of the store where they heard Charlie squeaking as he was stuck with a pin. They started laughing right away. “Never piss off someone who will be holding sharp objects near your body,” Draco said between laughs.
“Oh gods that was too much. I love Maria!” Corvus said, speaking of Madam Maria Antionette Malkin.
Once the two boys had calmed themselves, they headed for Flourish and Blotts. After a quick glance, they caught sight of Narcissa’s blonde hair with Bellatrix not far away. They got the attention of the two women before browsing the shelves for any interesting books. The store was crowded, much to the displeasure of Corvus.
After finding nothing of interest on the shelves, Corvus moved to the front to speak to the owners. Whenever an interesting or rare book came in, they would let him know about it so he could see if he wanted it. Young as he was, the owner knew Corvus appreciate rare tomes as much as he himself did.
He was speaking with the owner, Desmond Blott, and bartering a price on a great Ancient Runes and Charms book when he felt someone standing behind him. He continued speaking with the owner, ignoring the presence behind him, and came to an agreement. However, there were more books to be looked at and he didn’t want that person there for more than was necessary.
The owner finally looked up and raised his brows at the man standing behind Corvus. “What can I do for you today Mr. Potter?” Huh… figures.
“Checking on any new books.” James Potter’s voice sent Corvus’ control of his magic into overdrive. He did not want to be anywhere near the man and here he was standing behind him, completely invading his personal space.
Corvus raised his brows at the owner. The two had an agreement as fellow book lovers. Corvus would get first pick, then notices would go out to other customers. He may be a child, but he was intelligent with a pure love of books that was respected. “You know the deal, Mr. Potter,” came the owner’s voice in reply. Blott ran a tight ship and refused to be cowed by his customers- well meaning or not. “I will send a notice out when they are ready to be reviewed.”
“Then what are you speaking to this child about?”
“With all due respect, Mr. Potter. This is my store and my business. I have the right to run it as I see fit. If you have a problem with that, then you can shop elsewhere.” Corvus was quite shocked at the attitude that was being showed to the Boy-Who-Lived’s family. For the second time in a day!
“I just might if you see fit to sell to Dark families first,” he hissed, leaning over Corvus’ shoulder.
The owner smirked at the elder Potter. “You will never find my books elsewhere, Mr. Potter. So feel free.”
“Mr. Potter,” Corvus finally spoke up, “I would appreciate if you stepped away from my person. I’m sure an Auror such as yourself understands that being in such close proximity to a…child…and making that child uncomfortable with your presence…well, it may not bode well for you.”
“Threatening me, Lestrange?”
“No sir. Stating the obvious. You are very close to me and making me very uncomfortable. You are leaning over my shoulder in a threatening manner while my back is to you. I do not know you. I do not trust you. I feel threatened and will act on it should it continue.”
“Hmm. Right. How could you possibly act on it?”
Corvus looked at the owner with a raised brow, and the owner nodded. He stepped away inconspicuously and moments later was replaced by Lucius and Rabastan.
“Potter. Are you threatening my nephew?” came the hissing voice of Lucius.
“Not at all, just having a conversation.”
“A one sided one at that, Uncle” Corvus spoke up. “I repeatedly asked Mr. Potter to move away from my person. He then proceeded to lean over me threateningly, refusing to move away.”
“Is that so?” Lucius said, one blonde brow raising up. “Maybe I need to have a talk with your superiors, Mr. Potter, on how behavior in public reflects poorly on the ministry and it’s Aurors?”
Corvus could hear the clenching of teeth from the man behind him. “Not necessary Mr. Malfoy. I was just leaving.”
Corvus felt himself lean on the counter as Potter moved away from him. “Bloody bastard,” he murmured under his breath. “Thank you Uncle Lucius, Uncle Rabastan. Never liked being around the git”
“Understandable,” Rabastan said before changing the subject. “Did Blott find you any interesting books?”
“Found one before the git began pulsing his aura at me.” The two men before him raised their brows together, causing Corvus to snort. “Oh please. Do you really think Mr. Perfect for the light Potter could do anything to me with his aura? I think not.”
He then began sifting through the pile of books in front of him. He was glad to be holding the book he had already bargained with Blotts for as he was sure the bloody wanker Potter would have tried to take it from him. He found another 2 books before he closed the box and had Rabastan place it behind the counter. He waved over the owner and they discussed the last books. One was Potiones de Roma, a potions book written in old latin. Another was A Study of Ancient Egyptian Warding and Curses.
Quite happy with his latest purchases, and the Potter’s far from his mind, Corvus happily followed his family through Diagon to finish their school supplies list.

{edited 9-20-15}

A/N: Annnd Confrontations. You knew they were coming. What did you think? How bad will it get?

Review Comments: Sorry I've been slacking!!
Luminari_Lilium: Sorry about the confusion. It is a Raven, not a crow... yes i got yelled at about that and ff.net too *sigh* one little word can throw things off. But no beta, so take it as it comes :) I'm so glad you like Corvus. Keep reading though, his personality is fluctutating! I'm still unsure how he and Granger will get along, but you know it will be a rocky start with her 'know-it-all' attitude... we shall see.
dominique1: I HAD to define his animals. I hate when people add things in later chapters a sort of 'by the way he can talk mentally with such and such'. Seriously. Just plugging things in to make it fit. This way, i have all the facts down to start with and some parameters to work with. I don't want a 'super harry' story so i need limitations. I hope that makes sense.
cocobyrd87: I agree. I love the basilisk idea and it actually came to me AFTER the Raven idea. One of the inspirations that sink their hooks into you until you give in. lol
Jan: I hope you enjoyed chapters 10 and beyond :)
Heartstar: Aww thank you! I think it was just travelling too much. We flew out Friday night, had a long day saturday, a rainy & cold crap day sunday, and left on monday. I hate travelling like that. But i was good after sleeping all day tuesday lol.
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