bd_neville (bd_neville) wrote in beyond_dark, @ 2008-03-27 19:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | * march 2006, - complete, - plot: pox virus, anthony goldstein, neville longbottom |
RP: Feeling Useless
Date: March 27, 2006 (mid-afternoon)
Characters: Neville Longbottom, mentions of others, and ANY (ping me if you want in)
Location: 7 Oddington Road, outside after
Private/Public?: Semi-public
Rating: PG
Warnings: None Really
Summary: Neville sends an owl after some thoughts and then goes outside
Neville had been wandering the greenhouses so much lately that he was beginning to feel like nothing would help against these pox. The Calendula might help, but only so much. He would have to wait until the healers contacted him with things they needed.
George was awake from his coma and the whole house couldn't be happier - it was quite the relief to see him talking again. Even though, it was probably very hard for Fred, feeling happy to have his twin alive and recovering, but his wife still in a coma and struggling for her life. He was still snapping at everyone but they were all used to it and tried their best to just be there for him.
It got Neville to thinking what would he do without Ginny... what could he do for her if he ever was just, gone? So he sat quietly in the parlour that afternoon, getting strange looks from Ginny herself and she probably only figured he was writing to see what could be done for a cure, but he was up to something else.
Dear Mr. Forsyte,
Please find enclosed instructions, letters and memorandums for my last Will and Testament. I will be around in the first week of April to sign it if convenient. Thank you.
Regards,
Neville Longbottom
The letter was short and succinct, but the instructions and everything that went along with it wasn't. Neville was left with a lot of property and he wanted to make sure Ginny would be taken care of, and had everything that was left to him - since he trusted her with absolutely everything. Also, Neville had to choke back the thought that if he left the world before he and Ginny even had a chance to think about children, that would be the end of his bloodline. So he sent his owl out into London and hoped it was received in a timely manner.
After that slight bit of moroseness, Neville headed outside to find it turning slightly warmer and threatening to become Spring quite soon. He sat on the steps of his parents' home and rubbed a weary hand over his face, looking out at the street and seeing someone approaching.