3 Chapter 3

"Wingardium leviosa." Harry said in a calmed tone and with the swish of his wand the books floated in the air. He went to grab one of the vintage leather books and handed it to Aaron.

"Where did you learn these spells?" Aaron asked.

"From my grandpa's books. Reading books is my hobby." Harry said and snapped his finger. All of a sudden all the books fell to the ground.

Aaron was left completely amazed with his mouth hanging open. He then asked Harry to pinch him to see if it was a dream. Harry pinched him in the butt and he yelled. "Ouch! Why did you do that?"

"You asked me to pinch you?"

"Yes I did, but not in the butt, dumbass."

Aaron decided to open the book Harry handed him and take in some reading. "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Admission to Hogwarts is selective, in that children who show magical ability will automatically gain a place and squibs cannot attend the school as students." Aaron suddenly stopped reading and turned to Harry with a strange expression in his face.

"So how can we know if we're wizard or not?"

"Wizards don't seem to have a natural ability to 'sense' whether someone is a wizard or a Muggle but there are some spells and signs that can help them distinguish people around them." Harry explained. "Spells, such as Repello Muggletum will help them prevent a muggle from seeing or entering-."

Harry wasn't finished talking when Aaron's phone rang. He was so anxious to take the call so he dropped it instead and left.

"Hey Ron, is everything alright?!" Harry tried to chase him but Aaron runs too fast and he could not catch up. "Wait!"

Harry was left confused and worried. Tangled of thoughts began to popped and crackle in his head like fat in the fire, until he went home. He went straight to his room and lay down for a nap. In a restless doze Harry saw Aaron as a kid again.

Aaron came from a family of wizards. Unfortunately, Aaron wasn't like them. He was a squib, in other words "Wizard-born muggles". Squibs are kind of the opposite of Muggle-born wizards, but Squibs are quite unusual.

Harry wakes up a moment later. It was a short dream but it stayed with him. It was already seven thirty five in the evening when Aaron paged him. Fifteen minutes after Harry woke up. He told Harry his location and asked him to come over.