Goblin's gold.

Peverell's family were famous for their connection with the legend of the Deathly Hallows. The Elder wand, The resurrection stone and the Cloak of invisibility. Unlike how the myth suggests that the Deathly Hallows were made by Death, it was actually made by the Peverell brothers themselves. Talented in wand-making, runes and alchemy, the Peverell brothers were able to create the impossible.

But all that didn't matter to Perseus who currently was in a desperate search for a wand. He could buy one, with after all him being a wizard he was sure to be admitted to a wizarding school where he could get a wand but that would mean waiting too long.

As far as he was concerned there was still a month left before any wizarding school was in sight. And Perseus didn't want to settle for the cheap kind as well, he wanted his wand to be the best of the best.

Just as he was wondering what he should do, a thought struck him.

"Why didn't I think of that?" Perseus said out loud.

Being the Peverell family had its benefit, including having exclusive wands made with a secret family technique to match the users. Every wizard and witch from the Peverell family had to have a wand ceremony, where a wandmaker would make him/her a new wand following the Peverell family techniques.

This made the wand unique to the user and far more compatible than buying a ready-made wand, that could choose anyone it likes. But the problem now was finding a wand-maker who would be willing to do the ceremony and who would be best at this job.

Back in New York, he knew a couple of capable wand-makers but going back there would be quite a hassle, especially when he still hadn't explained to his mother about the whole magic thing, yet. So his best choice was finding a wandmaker here in London. From what he knew before, the Ollivanders were a famous family of wandmakers here in London.

"They should be still here but how do I find them..." Perseus paced around the living room but just then he heard a loud thump.

Perseus a bit shocked by the sudden noise looked around, to hear the noise again. But this time he clearly heard the noise coming from beneath him, which was the basement.

Wondering if a ghoul managed to sneak in, Perseus carefully walked over towards the basement, as he slowly climbed down the stairs to find April shifting boxes.

"What are you doing?" Perseus asked why his mother who was almost always too busy was now having enough free time to clean up the basement by herself.

"Nothing, I just wanted to find something." April said as she took out another old looking box, "Oh! Here it is."

"What is that?" Perseus asked as he went over to see the old cardboard box.

"We might have a little talking to do." April said, "Help me carry this box upstairs first."

Perseus did as he was told as both April and he managed to pull the box up towards the living room as they settled it.

"What's in there?"

"Something special." April said with a soft voice, "I know you have been distracted these days and I think I know why."

"You do?" Perseus asked surprised.

"Yes. It's about your father, isn't it?" April said kneeling over and taking Perseus' hand, "I know I have been silent about your father for too long, and I realize it's not fair for you to not even know who your father is."

"My father... I see-- Yes, that has been bothering me quite lately." Perseus said wiping off his sweat nervously as he told the half-truth. After all, it would be a lie if he ever said he wasn't interested in knowing who the man was especially after him being a wizard and all.

"Sigh! To be honest with you... I don't know much about your father either." April said awkwardly, "Your father and I met in a bar, we had some drinks and--"

"I don't want to hear it," Perseus said knowing where this conversation was going and not wanting to be any part of it.

"Hahaha... Oh, so you know about this stuff. Ah! It's sad seeing your son grow up so soon." April teased, "But that was all I know of your father before he disappeared, he did tell me he will back after the war was over. I didn't know what war he was talking about or was there ever such a war."

"So I am basically the result of a one-night stand, huh?" Perseus repeated wondering who his father could really be and getting mad thinking what kind of man would leave a beautiful woman like his mother to be alone.

"Yes, but don't think less of yourself for it." April said pulling Perseus into a hug, "You're my son and I love you a lot for it and nothing can ever change that."

"I know." Perseus hugged her back. If he was a little child he might have been upset about it but he wasn't. He had seen how much April loved and cared for him. Though busy with her work, she always figured out a way for them to spent time together and would do her best not to let her work blind her from being a good mother. Thinking about it, he suddenly had a question in his head, "But mum, why did you never marry another guy again? I mean, you're beautiful and even now you can get any guy you want."

"Oh! Buttering me up, are you?" April said smiling, "Well for your question, I did wait for your father for a while, after all, I was still pregnant with you but soon I realized he wasn't coming back. And then I got busy with raising you and managing my business and now I am not interested in this stuff, I guess. I am happy the way I am right now."

"Don't you ever get angry at him?"

"I do but when he left I could at least tell what he said was sincere. I am sure he wanted to come back but got held back by something."

Seeing April's face Perseus didn't say anything further, after all, he knew what hope and disappointment felt like. April smiled seeing her son's mature behavior, though she wanted him to be a kid like he was, she was still happy that her son was at least intelligent enough to handle himself well.

April stood up as she scavenged the box they had brought earlier from the basement taking out old family pictures including pictures of his grandparents who were no longer alive. Jumping in for a while she finally took out an old wooden box.

She opened the wooden box revealing a ring, a silver ring to be exact that had a sigil of a sort in front of the ring which was broken and chipped in many places. It was clear that the ring seemed to be very old and seeing the condition it was in, it was even harder to figure out what the sigil was of. Taking it out she took Perseus's hand and handed it over to him.

"This was the thing your father gave me before he left. It was a sigil of his family, he said. I didn't believe him at first but I got it appraised previously and I found out that the ring was truly fit to be a family ring, made from an unknown material and old enough to predate even the oldest artifact. I still remember the person insisting me to sell it for quite a lot of money."

'So someone from a noble family, like me?' Perseus was now getting surer that his father was a wizard or at least someone really special, after all, he had seen this material before. It was Mithril or goblin's gold as they called it back in the day.

"Mum, what did you say my father's name was?'

"I don't know." April said with a bitter laugh, "He told me it was too dangerous for me to know much about him, especially since 'a war' was brewing according to him, at least."

"I see." Perseus closed his fist, "Mum, can I take this ring."

April was first surprised but looking at Perseus' determined face, she didn't say no. "You sure can, after all, I am sure your father would want you to have it as well."

'Don't worry, mother. Once I figure out the way to get in touch with the wizarding world, I will find that bastard of a father of mine and have him kneel and beg for forgiveness in front of you. After all, no matter how hard you try to hide it, it seems you cann't still forget him.'