Nev's wounded

Oct 17, 2007 13:12

Who? Tonks, Neville, (Poppy), possibly eventually Luna
What? Snape's portkey takes Neville to the Hogwarts infirmary
When? The night of the Azkaban battle
Where? The Hogwarts Infirmary.
Why? Because Neville is badly in need of healing?

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luna longbottom, dora tonks lupin, neville longbottom, after 19 years later, fic, roleplay, hogwarts

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longbottom_heir October 17 2007, 19:42:52 UTC
He heard the footsteps coming nearer to his bed. Funny, Helena had just become a part of his life and already it was as if she'd been with them all along. He knew her step, her expressions, her body language, he knew his sister. And that thought never failed to amaze him.

"Tink." His words were soft and would stay that way until his lungs fully healed and he could get more air into them.

Poppy had spelled the bed bigger because a 6' grown man shouldn't have to sleep in a bed designed to hold at most a 7th year. He was grateful for the extra leg room and width. He patted the bed next to him. "Hey."

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longbottom_heir October 17 2007, 20:47:47 UTC
"Oh Sissy. Don't cry." He squeezed her hand. "Poppy says I'm going to be fine. Nothing's broke that can't be mended." I just hope it's true.

"Helena, I know how you feel. I know Luna is feeling the same way. Please, please don't. I know it's selfish but I can't -" His eyes closed, he didn't want to cry. He wouldn't cry. "When I thought, when I thought it was over. You don't know how much comfort it gave me to know Luna wouldn't be alone. To know my family was safe."

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longbottom_heir October 17 2007, 22:13:40 UTC
Damn. Open mouth. Insert both feet. Neville wished he could call his words back. He didn't want his sister to know just how close it had been. How he'd felt himself slipping away, how he'd been too weak to stop it, the way he'd been choking on his own blood, the way he'd used his last thoughts to say goodbye.

He still wasn't sure why he wasn't dead.

"I wasn't very smart Tink." He stroked her hand. "It was bad but it's done now and I'm home with you."

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