A New Path Forward

"Hedwig is great - she was my first friend," Harry said. Although he was not as close with this version of her, Harry still held a lot of love for his snowy owl.

"I need to look at getting an owl and a wand," Sirius said, coming to sit by Harry.

"We can look to see if there are any family wands in the Black vault," Harry said.

"I tried that when I was younger; they didn't work," Sirius said sadly.

"Getting a new wand made could also work, if Ollivanders doesn't have what you need," Harry said.

Sirius frowned. "But Ollivander doesn't make wands for people, he just makes them and you find a match," Sirius said.

"There's a wand show in Knockturn Alley which makes wands; you pick the wood and core that you react best with," Harry said.

Sirius frowned. "How do you know what's in Knockturn?" he asked, worried about the thought of the small boy wandering the streets of Knockturn without an adult - even with an adult it was dangerous.

Harry shrugged. "I like to investigate," he hedged.

Sirius sighed. "I know you've never had an adult you could depend on, or who worried, but please, for me, don't go to Knockturn Alley," he said, then seeing Harry's frown, he added, "or at least, don't go without telling me so I can come with you."

"I think I can agree to that - for now," Harry said.

"So, this wand shop - you think I will be able to get a match?" Sirius asked. He would no longer deny something just for being Dark and, if Harry trusted the shop, Sirius would consider it.

"You should be able to. It's where people go to get second wands made as the wands created will always work, just maybe not as well as original wands," Harry warned with a wince. Sirius had, in his last life, bemoaned the loss of his wand when it had been snapped while he was in Azkaban.

Sirius held back the pang he felt and Harry sympathised. Although his holly wand was his, he had loved having the elder wand. That wand had made his magic sing and surge. He couldn't wait to obtain it again.

"Think we will have time to go tomorrow?" Sirius asked, anxious to get a wand back.

"We should be able to fit it in before the interview. If not, the shops in Knockturn stay open later," Harry said, making Sirius realise just how much time the boy must have spent down the darker Alley. His family had always been Dark and, growing up, he had tried to distance himself from that. As soon as he got his Hogwarts letter he had fought to be everything they weren't: Light, Gryffindor, and good.

Having had his blood inheritance results and being cleansed, Sirius realised now that most of his behaviour was influenced by his Hogwarts letter and the compulsions placed on it; not that his family wasn't awful, but they were not awful because of their magical classification. They were just awful people in general - well, most of them.

Sirius though, he had denied his own magic and forced himself to become something he was not. He was a Dark wizard. Not a bad person or a sadist, but his magic was naturally Dark. Forcing himself to only do Light magic and become a Light wizard was unnatural for him; it had made him weaker.

He would be dammed if he would force Harry to be anything other than who he was and, in the short time he had been with the boy, he suspected the boy was Dark. How Dark, he didn't know, but he would support his godson no matter what.

Harry had given Sirius back his freedom, both from Azkaban and from Dumbledore. He would do anything for him now.

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