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Who: Neville Longbottom
Where: In the deserted gardens behind the Order's headquarters
When: 21th May, 2001
Status: Complete
Neville sat on the edge of the remains of one of the garden gazebos, the broken bits of a board scattered around him. He had come out here a couple of hours ago to vent in relative peace. Bashing that board had helped only when he pictured that woman's face being the target of his blows.
It wasn't fucking fair! Another death laid at the hands of that bitch! They almost had her free and now she's gone. Moody gone too. Dammit!
Her taunts kept ringing in his mind "Haven't learned how to aim in all these years, ickle boy? Your parents would be so ashamed to have you for a son. I quite liked your parents!I liked their screams, especially."
He would make her pay. Make her pay for everything. His parents, Katie, Luna, everything. Neville's eyes burned as he stared at his wand, white-knuckled fingers curled around it. Oh yes, he would make her pay.
Where: In the deserted gardens behind the Order's headquarters
When: 21th May, 2001
Status: Complete
Neville sat on the edge of the remains of one of the garden gazebos, the broken bits of a board scattered around him. He had come out here a couple of hours ago to vent in relative peace. Bashing that board had helped only when he pictured that woman's face being the target of his blows.
It wasn't fucking fair! Another death laid at the hands of that bitch! They almost had her free and now she's gone. Moody gone too. Dammit!
Her taunts kept ringing in his mind "Haven't learned how to aim in all these years, ickle boy? Your parents would be so ashamed to have you for a son. I quite liked your parents!I liked their screams, especially."
He would make her pay. Make her pay for everything. His parents, Katie, Luna, everything. Neville's eyes burned as he stared at his wand, white-knuckled fingers curled around it. Oh yes, he would make her pay.