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Professor Neville Longbottom (profplant) wrote in silverage,

"Lily, as in Lily Potter? Or-" he stopped, chuckling. "Please tell me he didn't rope you into naming another child after one of his dead heroes, Ginny. Don't you get to name any of them? Honestly, Albus Severus was bad enough." He grinned, "And Snape's actually here to hear that, oh Merlin. You have to tell him. Though he won't know how bad it is, since he hasn't even begun teaching yet." He laughed out loud, partly in relief and partly at the image of Snape's face in his head. "Look, let's get you inside. You can come back with me to the Welcome Center and I'll explain it all on the way, alright?" He took her arm and turned them around, back towards the Center. He could find work tomorrow.

"Here is 1964 New York City, New York, United States of America. And you aren't alone- I tried apparating myself, but it doesn't work. A few wizards and witches are here from our world- Lily Potter, Harry's mum. And Lupin, as in Remus Lupin, and Sirius Black, and Snape, and Tonks." He tried to keep his face sober as he looked over at her. "Honestly until you showed up I was getting worried that this was some sort of fucked up afterlife. Lily's younger, and so is Snape- from before Lily died, I think. I dunno about the rest of them." He let himself smile again, unable to hold it in. It was so good to see her. He'd always liked Ginny- she was nice, unlike a lot of the girls he knew. She even went to the ball with him, in fourth year. He knew she'd always loved Harry, but he'd had a moment, back when he was seventeen and stupid, where he hoped things would work out otherwise. They'd been leading the student resistance inside Hogwarts and he thought- but no. She and Harry had been meant for each other, that much was obvious.