Yes. Yes, he really wants to come, because breakfast was FOREVER ago and lunch is HOURS away, but in his short life Neville has already got used to the fact that everything ends in trouble, and generally sooner rather than later. As a result, he's not waiting for the other shoe to drop, he's waiting for the first one.
Well, the idea of the bar does have a certain novelty to it; Ron Weasley said the other day that they wouldn't get to go to Hogsmeade until third year.
So, she gets a small smile. "The bar sounds fine."
Neville, scrambling with a certain amount of difficulty onto a stool, is not at all surprised by the sudden appearance of food - although the food itself is somewhat unusual.
"Um. I'll have ... pumpkin juice, and sausages, and some bacon, and beans, and mushrooms, and fried bread, and some black pudding," he says, and then, because he's noticed that magic tends to work better if you're polite, "Please."
"Um. Okay?"
He's still not at all certain, but this time he does come all the way into the bar. After a pause, he shuts the door behind him.
"Er. Hello."
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"Neville," he says, and after a moment's hesitation he holds out his hand as his grandmother has taught him. "I'm Neville."
(No mention of his surname. Even amongst wizards, having a surname like 'Longbottom' is just asking to be made a target.)
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"Pleased to meet you. Now, I'm going to go get something to eat, you wanna come?"
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Yes. Yes, he really wants to come, because breakfast was FOREVER ago and lunch is HOURS away, but in his short life Neville has already got used to the fact that everything ends in trouble, and generally sooner rather than later. As a result, he's not waiting for the other shoe to drop, he's waiting for the first one.
But. Food.
"Okay!"
Beat.
"Where?"
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Well, the idea of the bar does have a certain novelty to it; Ron Weasley said the other day that they wouldn't get to go to Hogsmeade until third year.
So, she gets a small smile. "The bar sounds fine."
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A platter of hot roast, complete with poi, and a mug of something alcoholic appears obligingly in front of her.
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Neville, scrambling with a certain amount of difficulty onto a stool, is not at all surprised by the sudden appearance of food - although the food itself is somewhat unusual.
"Um. I'll have ... pumpkin juice, and sausages, and some bacon, and beans, and mushrooms, and fried bread, and some black pudding," he says, and then, because he's noticed that magic tends to work better if you're polite, "Please."
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"Not bad for a first-timer. You're taking it all pretty well."
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Neville swallows a slightly-too-large mouthful of baked beans with some difficulty.
"Well, it's not that strange," he manages eventually. "Except for how it turned up at Hogwarts, anyway."
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Blink.
Blink.
"...Maybe?"
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