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Date: February 14, 2006
Words: 100
Summary: Neville's reaction to his mother's death. Drabble.
- One by One -
"No, I didn't want you to go just yet!" he cried, throwing himself on the floor, staring at her lifeless form. He was sickened to find that her face looked no different dead than alive, except for her eyes. They looked blank and empty, even more so than they did when she was alive.
Neville stared at his feet, willing himself not to cry. But this time, it wasn't so easy. The tears came, one by one, and he finally knew exactly what it meant to mourn the loss of a loved one.
"You didn't even know my name," he whispered.
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