madforher (madforher) wrote in rooms, @ 2014-09-26 15:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | !harry potter, *log, neville longbottom |
Who: Neville Longbottom and YOU (Seriously, open to anyone through the HP door!)
Where: Halls of Hogwarts, between classes
When: Shortly after lunch time, Friday
What: Neville contemplates how everything's changed recently
Status: Incomplete/Threaded/OPEN
Warnings: Ummm....mentions of Voldemort?????
Everything was different. Weird. Strange. Whatever the right adjective was. He couldn't quite put his thumb on it. It felt like it was normal, but then there were moments as he walked through the corridors at Hogwarts that Neville realized everything had changed. He was still a student, for one, when he had thought they'd all finished with school. There had been broken plans for his future. He wasn't rich by any means, but he was doing well enough. His part-time post at one of the shops down in Diagon helped support him over the summer. His poor Gran didn't need any more stress, what with the war and everything else. She was a strict witch, one that Neville had resented for many years because of how strict she was, but now looking back...he knew she had done right by him. His parents would have been proud.
He was now walking down the corridors, thinking of heading to the green house for a bit to enjoy the last bit of the fresh summer air before it changed over to the crisp, cool air that fall brought. He still wore a red jumper and black pants, and his Gryffindor scarf (tattered though it was after everything) was strung about his neck proudly. It did feel quite strange to be back, yet it was good to be here all the same time. He was lost in his own little world, lost in his thoughts as he put one foot in front of the other, letting his feet carry him where they would between classes.