Wandless - A Harry Potter Fanfic

Chapter 6 - Neville's Determination and Deathday

"Wait, how much did you say you earned?" Ron asked hoarsely at breakfast

"Rounded all up, I earned around one thousand and forty-five galleons and ten sickles," Vincent said earning a horrifying look from Ron, "Is that a lot?"

It was currently October, a month since Vincent arrived at Hogwarts. His so-called title of the Magic Chef had spread throughout the school. People from the four houses started paying him to make meals for them, including some Slytherins. Vincent didn't discriminate and gave anyone food as long as they paid.

Today, Ron was curious as to how much he had received so far. Ron broke on the inside hearing that Vincent, a muggle, had made more money than what Ron had received his entire life.

"Maybe I should become a cook," Ron muttered half-heartedly causing Vincent and Hermione to both give each other worrying glances

"I've just promised Headless Nick that I'd attend his Deathday party," Harry said plopping down next to them, "I'll miss the Halloween party if that's the case."

"Deathday party?" Hermione looked interested, "that sounds fascinating."

"Bit depressing celebrating the day you die," Ron commented

Vincent got up, "Well I'm heading off."

"What have you got?" Hermione asked

"I promised someone that I'd spend time with them," Vincent said

"Oh, ok then," Hermione said with disappointment which Vincent noticed

"Hey Hermione, let's hang out at the library later okay?" Vincent said

Hermione's head jerked up as she nodded enthusiastically, "Alright, after lunch, don't forget!"

She then blushed at her outburst, covering her face with the book she was reading. Harry and Ron both laughed at the scene while Vincent just smiled.

"See you later then."

...

"—and that is a Crumple Horned Snorkback." Luna concluded her explanation of the creature

Ever since Vincent met Luna, they would often talk. Vincent found that he enjoyed listening to the odd girl as she rambled on about a lot of interesting things.

They were currently at the edge of the Forbidden Forest feeding horse-like creatures known as Thestrals. They were skinny bone-like horses that had similar bone-like wings.

"Hey Vincent," Luna asked as she pet Nyx who was on her leg, "do you think I'm weird?"

"Yep," Vincent said causing Luna to give a bitter smile, "but I like you like this, your someone enjoyable to talk to, but most of all you're a good person. Anyone who says otherwise is a damn fool."

Vincent gave the small girls head a ruffle causing her to pout slightly.

"Also, have more faith in yourself, your pretty cute you know."

Luna had her head down in slight embarrassment.

"Geez, your too honest and kind for your own good," Luna complained making Vincent chuckle wryly

Luna usually had this aura of dottiness around her which was the main reason people made fun of her. During the past month, she started showing different faces and emotions when talking to Vincent. She would chatter to her heart's content to someone that listens. While she never really cared about other people's opinions, she did, however, desire friends.

"I know it's rude to ask," Luna began, "but who did you see die?"

Vincent silently pets the Thestral who had lowered its head for him.