A/n: I was reading The Marked, by Seraphim (please read it, its auesome!)
which is all about Seamus, which I think is auesome, and I was thinking,
there aren't many Neville based fics either, so I decided to write one on
Neville, one of my favorite characters. Please review, and refrain from
flaming, it is really mean, and puts a damper on the authors spirits, but
any construcitive critisim (things to improve on) would be greatly
appreciated, just no flaming. Please enjoy. :)
Disclaimer: I wish I own Neville, but I dont, neither do I own any if the other Harry Potter characters, so BACK OFF!
Chapter 1:
"Why is my life such a mess?" thought Neville. He was a fifth year Gryffindor, and had changed alot over the summer. His eyes swelled up with silent tears. He didn't know how many times he had dissappeared from the common room already this year. He had grown up to look exactly like his father, tall and handsome.
"Everything bad seems to follow me, doesn't it?" he thought, "I can never have any peace!"
*~*~*~*~*
"He's gone again!" said a very disgusted Ron. "This is the fourth time this month." By now, it was mid-December.
"Gosh Ron, would you chill?" said Harry. He knew what was wrong with Neville, but he kept his promise to Dumbledore.
"We'll split up." said Seamus, not wanting start a fight. "I'll go with Dean, Harry you go with Ron, we'll find him."
"HEY! We're coming too!" said Lavender and Praviti.
"Why, you never really cared about Neville before, now did you?" asked Harry.
"Hey, he's our friend, don't think that just because we are girls doesn't mean that we aren't worried."
"They just think he's cute." mumbled Dean in Seamus' ear.
"Fine!" said Seamus. "Lavender and Praviti will be another group, we'll meet back up here in half an hour. See ya!" as he pulled Dean out the common room entrance.
*~*~*~*~*
"NEVILLE!" came a loud voice into Neville's little world.
"God, just leave me alone!" he thought, not wanting anyone to find him, just wanting to be left alone.
*~*~*~*~*
"Harry, you've been very protective of Neville latley, why?" asked Ron.
"I don't know!" said Harry.
"Harry." said Ron, giving him a menancing glare.
"What I know about Neville, is for me to know, and for you to find out."
"When?"
"When Neville wants to tell someone."
*~*~*~*~*
Lavendar and Praviti knew exactly where to find Neville. He always went to the same place when he was mad, or upset, or just wanting to be left alone.
"NEVILLE!" shouted Lavender. "Neville, we know you're there, whats wrong." Nothing came.
"I was hoping it wouldn't come to this." said Praviti. She found the secret entrance, and Lavender walked in.
*~*~*~*~*
"What's wrong with Neville?" asked Dean.
"Why are you asking me? He would be the one to ask!" said Seamus.
"I know, but I wanna know what you think."
"I think that that summer trip to America got to him."
"I mean really." said a giggling Dean.
"Truly that's what I think."
*~*~*~*~*
"Neville?" asked Lavender.
"What?" asked Neville.
"Whats wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing."
"Liar."
"I'm not."
"Yes you are. I can tell it by the look in your eyes. Is it about your parents?" she asked.
Neville took a deep breath. "Yes."
A/n: OK, this is where I leave it. I'd like to thank Seraphim for giving me the inspiration, and Rascal Flatts for making their CD, which I listened to the whole time that I was writing this fic. Please review! I really wanna continue, but need people to review to keep me motivated. Just review to say you read the fic, just please review! LoL! :)
Disclaimer: I wish I own Neville, but I dont, neither do I own any if the other Harry Potter characters, so BACK OFF!
Chapter 1:
"Why is my life such a mess?" thought Neville. He was a fifth year Gryffindor, and had changed alot over the summer. His eyes swelled up with silent tears. He didn't know how many times he had dissappeared from the common room already this year. He had grown up to look exactly like his father, tall and handsome.
"Everything bad seems to follow me, doesn't it?" he thought, "I can never have any peace!"
*~*~*~*~*
"He's gone again!" said a very disgusted Ron. "This is the fourth time this month." By now, it was mid-December.
"Gosh Ron, would you chill?" said Harry. He knew what was wrong with Neville, but he kept his promise to Dumbledore.
"We'll split up." said Seamus, not wanting start a fight. "I'll go with Dean, Harry you go with Ron, we'll find him."
"HEY! We're coming too!" said Lavender and Praviti.
"Why, you never really cared about Neville before, now did you?" asked Harry.
"Hey, he's our friend, don't think that just because we are girls doesn't mean that we aren't worried."
"They just think he's cute." mumbled Dean in Seamus' ear.
"Fine!" said Seamus. "Lavender and Praviti will be another group, we'll meet back up here in half an hour. See ya!" as he pulled Dean out the common room entrance.
*~*~*~*~*
"NEVILLE!" came a loud voice into Neville's little world.
"God, just leave me alone!" he thought, not wanting anyone to find him, just wanting to be left alone.
*~*~*~*~*
"Harry, you've been very protective of Neville latley, why?" asked Ron.
"I don't know!" said Harry.
"Harry." said Ron, giving him a menancing glare.
"What I know about Neville, is for me to know, and for you to find out."
"When?"
"When Neville wants to tell someone."
*~*~*~*~*
Lavendar and Praviti knew exactly where to find Neville. He always went to the same place when he was mad, or upset, or just wanting to be left alone.
"NEVILLE!" shouted Lavender. "Neville, we know you're there, whats wrong." Nothing came.
"I was hoping it wouldn't come to this." said Praviti. She found the secret entrance, and Lavender walked in.
*~*~*~*~*
"What's wrong with Neville?" asked Dean.
"Why are you asking me? He would be the one to ask!" said Seamus.
"I know, but I wanna know what you think."
"I think that that summer trip to America got to him."
"I mean really." said a giggling Dean.
"Truly that's what I think."
*~*~*~*~*
"Neville?" asked Lavender.
"What?" asked Neville.
"Whats wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing."
"Liar."
"I'm not."
"Yes you are. I can tell it by the look in your eyes. Is it about your parents?" she asked.
Neville took a deep breath. "Yes."
A/n: OK, this is where I leave it. I'd like to thank Seraphim for giving me the inspiration, and Rascal Flatts for making their CD, which I listened to the whole time that I was writing this fic. Please review! I really wanna continue, but need people to review to keep me motivated. Just review to say you read the fic, just please review! LoL! :)
