The Death Of Both Worlds (A Draco Malfoy & Neville Longbottom Fanfiction)

Chapter 1: You're a wizard, Delilah

Delila's pov: I woke up on the stomping of my stepfather's feet over my roof in the basement downstairs. as the wood dust burned my eyes awake, I wiped them off and shrugged. I was not ready for that day, because this was the day my Mom was travelling. she can be an ass too but she's the only family I've got after Dad. I never knew how he died though. and lately my mom has been in meetings alot and its seems shady. but I don't wanna know anyway, seeming she doesn't care about me either. I ate the leftover breakfast and went to help my mom with the bags. I never really went to school as much, because my mom was too busy. when my dad was around, he used to take me to school everyday and let me play with my friends. After that I never went out there again. and yes, I'm 16. We say our farewells and head back to the mansion inside. yeah, mansion. u can see now why my stepfather "fell in love" with her, but all he really cared about was her wallet. with nothing to do, I decided to go on a walk to blow off some steam. I was lost in my thoughts, wondering, what is my life's purpose? where am I even going? am I gonna stay in that basement forever? and as the questions grew, the more depressed I was. I could see my tears dropping one by one on my slippers, and I felt numb. then when I least expected it, an owl flew past me and hit me in the face! "Owwwhh" I cried. The owl just stood there with a letter on its beek. Was it for...me? I slowly pulled it out and there was this fancy folded parchment with a red stamp in the middle with a little symbol on it. It was getting dark, so I walked back home. For some reason that owl would not stop following me. "I'm home!" I called to my stepdad.
"Yeah whatever just... prepare the dinner table" he replied with a drunk voice. Can't say im surprised though. As I was making my way to the kitchen, my stepdad saw the letter in my hands, and the snobby man he is, he walked to me almost stumbling between his legs, jumped on my side of the table. " what..what the hell is that? since when do people write letters anymore?" he said sarcastically. and before he could reach it, I wipped the letter to my other side and said "Its...its actually for me." he looked me up and down with disgust and said "For... YOU? HAH! I doubt that shit. I mean who the hell knows YOU?"
"I said it's for me. Back. Off." and there it was, the first time I stood up to him. he has a really bad temper after his liquor fiesta, I learned that the hard way, my bruises and scars would agree to that.
Next thing I know he slappes me across the face and flew me across the kitchen. my head hit the table and I felt the blood dripping from my head down my neck. He walked above me, took away my letter and burned it with his cigar lighter. I screamed " WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING??!!"
"making sure you never disrespect me like that. ever." he smirked. I watched in tears as the letter burned in his wrinkly hands. I felt like he destroyed the one thing that could have been mine, hell even my room isn't mine. That whole mansion and I sleep in the fucking basement with all the rats, tolerating every bad drunk night he had with all his beatings and cussing at me. and all that is just the tip of the iceberg." then, he looked at me like I was rubbish and said: "you're a loud bitch just like your father, I will not tolerate having another one of that bullshit under my roof." He said it. He fucking said it. as he was almost leaving the kitchen, the tables started shaking. hell, the entire house started shaking. as I slowly stood up with my eye like a hawk on his terrified face, I said deeply "No one talks about my father like that under MY roof" and before I knew it, he flew across the room screaming! all the windows exploded around me, it was all too much for me. so I stormed out of the house before he could reach me. I didn't give a fuck where I was going, but I just knew I had to get out of there. so as I got further and further away from the mansion, I spotted a bus stop near by. I sat down and bursted immediately into tears. what the fuck happened??? why is that owl still next to me?? did I do THAT? then when I least expected it, I felt a slight tap on my shoulder with a whisper saying "Delilah Pritchett right?" I looked over my shoulder and jumped in fear as I saw a tall huge man with a beard and long brown hair with unusual clothes. "woah, hey, hey, its just me, I'm Hagrid."
"Umm...hello?" I replied
he gave me a reassuring smile.
"Uh may I ask, how do u know my name?" I said
"Well I didn't expect you to ask me that! Didn't you read our letter?"
"Well, that's the reason I was crying out here, my stupid stepdad burned it". "Now I'm never gonna get to read it. fuck." I sighed
"Oh you mean this letter?" said Hagrid as he pulled the exact same letter out of his pocket.
"But...How?" I said wiping away my tears.
"oh don't worry, the letter comes to the wizard even if it has to explode in dozens out of the fire escape! true story." Hagrid said laughing
"Okay wait... you said.. wizard-"
Hagrid stopped me and said: "Well that is what the letter is for!" he leaned over then said "You're a wizard, Delilah".
I jumped from my seat and said: "WHAT! how? me?"
"Oh come on, I saw what you did to that house. gotta say im kinda impressed" said Hagrid
"umm no. no. it can be. I thought wizards were fake!" I said, confused.
"Oh so your parents Maria and Sam Pritchett are fake now?"
Hagrid laughed.
"Wait, so my parents are-"
"Wizards as well! oh I miss Sam dearly though, a kind soul he was ey!"
"Yeah... I miss him too.." I said sadly.
Then Hagrid put his hand on my shoulder and said: "But hey, you still have his eyes." We both smiled at each other. Then I remembered how my stepdad always used to shame me for being like my dad, but now I know I should be proud of it. Hagrid grabbed my arm tight as a tall blue train arrived as quick as light. "Hey mate, may you take us to Diagon Alley please?"
"Diagon what?" I mumbled.
"Hey! Next stop Diagon Alley!" The man yelled to the driver. As we were stepping in, I tapped Hagrid on the shoulder and asked, "Hey, um whats this Diagon Alley thing you're taking me to? Then he said " Diagon Alley is a wizarding alley for magic and shops everywhere. That is were we will be buying all of your new things including your wand!" As as soon as we hear the train horn, the train flew across the road faster than the wind! I could barely stand still. But there were some man mixing his tea with a spoon from afar! And another man flipping the pages of a newspaper with his eyes! That shit was WEIRD. And after several hours and alot of puking bags, we finally stepped out of the bus facing a hall on a twisted street with shops of books and candy on each side. We went to Ollivanders to pick out my wand (after breaking many lol) and the alley was crowded with kids and adults with weird hats, owls and toads, and robes with colors. Apperantly after riding with hagrid on a fucking flying car, we were standing in front of a castle with colored windows and a flag on top that matched the sign on my letter. As I was staring at the castle, amazed, Hagrid leaned to me and said "Delilah, welcome to Hogwarts, The School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
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♤And the journey begins! Find out more about Delilah's unique experience at howarts in the next chapter!♤