Disclaimer: This chapter was already uploaded before but I was told that Cho was actually a grade above Harry..OOPS. Due to this knowledge, I needed to change some stuff for the story to work out. Bare with me. I don't own any characters except my own.

Blue. Red. Fire. Flying. Waves. And then of course...lightning. Delia shot up in bed gasping for breath. She rubbed her face. This had been the 5th time she had had that dream, and it always ended the same way. With a crash of lightning. She wasn't scared of lightning, heavens no. She was just startled by the sudden brightness and noise of it.

Delia turned to look at her clock. 6:45. There was no way she was going to fall back asleep so she got out of bed and headed into the kitchen. The kitchen of her medium sized London flat was small but held delicious meal candidates.

She opened up a cupboard and scanned her options for breakfast. Cereal, pop tarts, oatmeal. Blegh! Oatmeal! She thought to herself. She ran her fingers through her messy, long, raven hair and grabbed some Frosted Flakes. She poured it into a bowl and ate quietly at their little dining table that consisted of four chairs (not like they used more than two).

A yawn was heard from behind. Delia turned around to see her mother rubbing her eyes and walking into the kitchen. "Good morning, mum! I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

Her mother shook her head and laughed. "No, I'm afraid my alarm did that." she began making her morning coffee and toast. She gave Delia a quick kiss on the head before sitting beside her.

"So Corey, what are your plans for today?" Her mother asked sweetly. Corey was a nickname her mother had given her. Her full name was Cordelia but she mainly just went by Delia. Her mum was the only person who called her Corey.

"Not sure." Delia shrugged. "I was hoping to hang out with Connie but she seems to be occupied with waiting for her wizard school acceptance letter or whatever."

Connie Clarke had been Delia's best friend since….forever! Their families were super close and they were practically sisters! They told each other everything. She'd never forget the day Connie had told her her biggest secret.

"You have to promise never to tell anyone!" 7 year old Connie had said.

"Not even my mum?" Delia had asked.

"Your mum already knows." Connie explained.

"So what's your secret?" Delia asked slightly spitting on Connie. She had lost her two front teeth and had acquired a small lisp until they later grew back. Connie took a deep breath. "I'm a witch." Delia's eyes widened. "And if you laugh at me or think I'm lying, I'll never speak to you again!"

Delia shook her head. "I don't think you're lying at all. I think that's so cool!"

"Really?'

"Really!"

She smiled looking back on the memory. She and Connie had always gone to school together. Both their parents thought it was important for them to get a good education during their primary years, so they were both ent off to a private school for smart kids. But now that middle school was approaching, Connie would be sent off to some wizarding school while Delia was left to battle off the brainiacs. PIgmole was it? Something like that.

The toast in the toaster popped up and the coffee was finished. Her mum got up and walked over to plate her breakfast. There was a sliding noise by the door. That meant the mail had been delivered. Delia hopped up and walked over to the door. There was a letter on the ground. She picked it up and read the back of it.

Ms. D. Ollen Lulamoon

Griffith Apartments On Oxford Street

Apartment 6B

She raised an eyebrow. Lulamoon? She thought. The rest of the details were practically hers..but Lulamoon? It wasn't the first time she had received her own letter, it just didn't happen often. She opened it to find a letter enclosed with a red wax seal with some kind of coat of arms branded into it. She opened it delicately. What she read was unbelievable.

Dear Cordelia Lulamoon,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1st. We await your owl no later than July 31st.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Her jaw dropped. Hogwarts! That's what it was called! She thought to herself. Hogwarts was the school Connie would be going to.

"What's that you got there, Corey?" Her mum asked. Delia solemnly sat down across from her mother at the table. "Mum...why did I just get an acceptance letter to Hogwarts? And why does it addressed to D. Ollen Lulamoon? Who's Lulamoon?"

Her mother froze as she was about to take a sip of her coffee.

"You...what?" Delia gingerly passed her the letter. Her mother scanned over it with terror in her eyes. "It's the real deal…" She said quietly.

"Mum, seriously! What's going on?" The older woman sighed and rubbed her temples. "I suppose there are some things I haven't been honest about." She started.

"Well go on. You have my whole life to fill me in on."

Her mother nervously fumbled with her fingers. She did that when she was nervous. "I told you your father was in the army and died at war before you were born." She looked up and made eye contact with Delia. "That's not completely a lie."

"What do you mean not completely?" Delia asked raising an eyebrow.

Her mother began to pick at the red nail polish on her nails. Another nervous quirk. "Your father and I really were apart of an army. You see, your father and I were wizards. We both attended Hogwarts at a your age and that's how we met." She puffed up her cheeks and blew some air out.

"We fell in love." She smiled as she said this. A honey glow spread upon her face. "Around this time though unfortunately, a powerful wizard came to power and tried to destroy those who weren't purebloods. That means those who aren't 100% wizard." Delia raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean not 100% a wizard?"

Her mother began to explain. "You see, normal human are known to the wizarding world as muggles. Throughout time wizards have bred with muggles and so there are traces of non magic in wizards blood...if that makes any sense at all. I wasn't sure how to explain it." Delia nodded. "I get it. Go on."

Her mother nodded. "This wizard was very powerful. A group of us gathered up an army. We all decided to fight against this wizard. Your father was a brilliant wizard. He was so loyal…" Tears welled in her mother's eyes. She pressed her lips together and went on. "About a week after I found out I was expecting you, he found out there was going to be an attack on two members of the order. He protected them...only to lose his life."

There was a long silence between the two. Delia felt a warm tear trickle down her cheek. She quickly dried it off with her hand. Her mother reached out and held her hand. "Your father was a brave man Delia. If he hadn't done what he did, this horrible monster would still be out there. That horrible beast is dead. And we're safe." Delia shook her head. "I don't understand why you never told me I was a wizard."

Her mother sighed. "After your father's death, I wanted the best for you. I wasn't going to lose you, my own flesh and blood. I decided to abandon all magic and pose as a muggle. I changed my name to Trina Ollen, got a job, moved us here, had you...and life had been safe ever since."

"And the Clarkes?"

"They new all about this. I was very close friends with Connie's parents, I couldn't just disconnect with them after everything. That's why they call me Adiel, it's my real name. Adiel Lulamoon. I still take your father's last name. And when we found out we were having kids around the same time, we promised we'd do what we could so they would be good friends." She smiled. "It seems we've done a good job."

"But does Connie know? That I'm a witch? Wizard? I really don't know the difference."

Her mother laughed a little. "She does not." She handed her the phone. "But I bet she would like to."

Delia took a deep breath as she dialed the number she had practically embedded in her brain. She had called Connie a million times before, why was this any different? A familiar, friendly voice picked up after the first ring. "Hello?"

"Connie! Hey! It's Delia!"

"Delia! Heyyy! You'll never guess! I got my Hogwarts acceptance letter!" Loud squeals were heard on the other end. Delia had to pull the phone away from her ear a little.

"Well, you'll never guess, I got my Hogwarts acceptance letter!" There was a slight pause on the other end.

"You know, it's really rude to mock your friends."

"No no no! I'm being serious! My mum just gave me the talk. I've actually been an undercover wizard the whole time!" Another pause. The sound of silence was interrupted by girlish squealing. "Oh my gosh! This is the best day ever! Not only am I going to Hogwarts, but my best friend in the universe will be there with me!"

"Y-you believe me?" Delia asked nervously.

"Pshh, of course I do! You believe me in an instant all those years ago, why shouldn't I?" Connie giggled. "It actually does explain a lot too. I never quite understood why my parents were so close to a muggle family."

The pair giggled. It was as if nothing was different! They were still the same friends they had always been. "Ooh! You do know this means you have to come back to school shopping with me! Our mum's can take us like tomorrow!"

"Yeah! And it might be helpful to go with people who actually know what they're doing. I'm so lost about half of the stuff I need to bring." Delia let out a light laugh. Connie followed. "So, tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow."