Chapter 3: Magic Revelations

He walked into her house when she had been home for a few minutes she was working on her homework.

"Hey Neville," Delaney smiled, looking up at him.

"Delaney, is there something wrong?" Neville asked his friend. He knew she didn't like to miss school.

"Oh, I had a burst of accidental magic and I got sent home," Delaney said.

Neville nodded and asked. "What did you do?"

"I made a pile of books move."

Neville couldn't help but smirk at her she was such a bookworm.

"Have you had any outbursts of accidental magic?" She asked.

Neville shook his head and said."No, everyone in my family other than my parents think I'm a squib."

"You're probably just a late bloomer, Nev," Delaney said.

Neville smiled and asked. "What did you call me?"

"Nev, is that okay if you don't I won't call you that," Delaney said, worriedly.

He gave his friend a reassuring hug and said. "I like it, I've never had a nickname."

"Okay. You know what this means."

"What?" He asked, curiously.

"This means I'll get to attend the Sierra Nevada Academy of Magic."

Neville nodded and said. "That's what your school is called.

"Yes, it's in the mountains."

"Tell me about it."

Delaney nodded and said. "As long as you tell me as much as you know about Hogwarts."

"I will."

The years continued.

It was now the summer that Neville and Delaney would turn nine. Zach's birthday was in April. Neville's parents had been transferred back to England.

"I'm going to miss you, Nev," Delaney sniffed.

Neville smiled sadly at his friend and said. "I'm going to miss you too."

"Neville, sweetie didn't you get something for Delaney?" Alice asked her forgetful son. He gets the forgetfulness from her but she knew Delaney didn't mind. In fact even at almost nine she thinks Delaney finds his forgetfulness endearing.

Neville nodded and took something out from his pocket. It was a necklace.

"That's beautiful, isn't that the Hufflepuff emblem?" Delaney asked.

Neville nodded and slipped it around her neck.

"Thanks, Nev."

"No problem, Laney," He smiled.

"We'll write."

Neville nodded.

"Come on, son." Frank called.

Neville hugged Delaney and Zach and left.

Delaney and Neville wrote each other every month. It was now a few weeks before they would start their respective schools.

Dear Laney,

I can't believe I start Hogwarts in a matter of weeks. I'm so nervous. What if I'm not sorted into Gryffindor like my dad and gran were? I'll probably be a Hufflepuff but I know I always thought you'd be a Hufflepuff so I would be happy in Hufflepuff. I know I barely started to show magic the last summer I saw you while most of my friends including Harry have been showing magic since they were toddlers.

From,

Nev.

Delaney smiled. Neville had always been insecure about not being a Gryffindor. Delaney knew his parents wouldn't care or at least she hoped they wouldn't care. Delaney believed he would be a Gryffindor. Delaney wrote him back. A few weeks later Delaney and Neville both started their respective schools.

Delaney wrote him a letter the second week of school.

Dear Nev,

I hope you're well. I started school. I enjoy it so much. Though I miss Zach. I forgot to tell you he's a squib so he can't attend school with me. So, I guess we're all at different schools. He's at muggle school, I'm at Wizarding school and you're at Hogwarts. Tell me everything about Hogwarts. I bet it's as amazing as you told me it was. I have enclosed a picture of me, Zach and his sister Kennedy on my first day. Don't worry I'm sure you'll be in Gryffindor.

Your friend,

Laney.

Neville smiled at the letter. He knew Delaney had always loved school. She was always one of the brightest. He looked at the picture. Delaney was between Zach and Kennedy. Zach had his arm around her.

"What you looking at, Neville?" Harry, his god brother asked.

Neville showed him the picture.

"So, which one is the mysterious Delaney you never shut up about?" Harry smirked.

Neville blushed and said. "She's the one in the middle."

"Is the guy her brother?" Harry asked.

Neville shook his head and said, "No, that's Zach our other best friend but I think they're practically siblings."

"Who's the ginger?"

"That's Kennedy, Zach's thirteen-year-old sister," Neville informed him.

Harry nodded.

"Well, if you excuse me I have to write her back," Neville smiled.

Harry nodded and left the dormitory.