Alby wasn't the type to like alone time so he welcomed the chance to spend a few hours with Mr. Longbottom. How strange to think "Longbottom" and not mean Neville! The boy knew some of the other town members longed for home, but he really saw the whole thing as a huge adventure. Why not? If everyone was correct, the "real" Alby was back at Hogwarts so it wasn't like they were messing with the fabric of time or anything. For the imaginative Ravenclaw who loved to read, write, and draw the village was practically a trip to Disney World.
He flew to the door when he heard the knock, flinging it open with a great flourish. "Hi, Mr---er, Frank!" Alby looked up at the man with a big smile. "You remind me of Uncle Neville lots!"