I don't own Harry Potter... I'm not even British. Well I maybe I don't know for sure. Neville comforts Hannah after her parents are murdered.
Oh and read my story Overhearing for the mention of Hannah's mother.
"Hannah are you okay?" Neville asked the Hufflepuff student. Her yellow and black robes were throw on the floor in the room of requirment. She stood in front of the mirror wearing only a light blue shirt and black pants. From what he remembered that was her favorite outfit. He had been recently told about Hannah being here from Susan.
The girl who was in a trance staring at herself in the mirror, snapped out of it. She looked over at Neville with tears in her eyes. Then they poured down her face, hot and angry tears with bitterness in them. That would be what Neville would describe those tears.
"Oh Neville," she said throwing herself at him. Her arms settled around his neck and she sobbed into his gold and scarlet robes. Surprised by this action Neville hugged her his arms around her waist. When her tears stopped she pulled away and buried her face in the discarded robes.
"Hannah what happened?" he asked. He didn't want to see this poor girl cry her eyes out like this. He didn't want to see any girl cry like this.
Sniffling she made eye contact with Neville. "My mom she's dead. They killed her, the death eaters did." She cried even more tears and Neville hugged her into his chest. He knew what that was like to have death eaters go after family. With out even realizing it, he was stroking her dirty blond hair.
"Hannah I know what it's like-"
"NO, No you don't know. You have parent's at home waiting for you to come home at Christmas holiday." She started to cry again. Neville not liked being called a liar looked at her hard and steady. He took her robes and wrapped the robes around both of there bodies.
"I know Hannah my parent's are insane at St. Mungo's. I know what it's like, you have to take this as one step closer to being with you're dad even more. Don't tell me I don't know what it's like my parent's are in a worse case."
Shocked Hannah looked at him one last time. Then as she did before she threw herself at him, but instead of hugging him. She kissed him. Surprised Neville kissed right back with out thinking.
"Thank you for trusting me, Neville Longbottom."
*19 Years Later*
"Have fun with your dad!" said Hannah to her daughters. Within those 19 year after that day in the room of requirment, they married and had twins. The first in her family after a long time.
"We will," said her daughters. There names? You guess it Paige and Alice after both of there mothers. His who went insane and her's who died. After 10 years they had one son, Franklin who she was now pregnant with. Smiling she watched her daughters leave the station on the train.
