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Neville, who was always abit overlooked by others had been hoping that would change this year. It would be his birthday at midnight tonight, same as harry's. he's be sixteen then. He was with his grandmother, who severely disliked birthday parties but who even after countless efforts were made refused to budge on her opinion, would not tell Neville anything until after he had turned sixteen. In his world, turning sixteen meant a lot of things. Marriages that were made were bonded, made, or deals were struck. A kid, once getting his inheritance on his sixteenth was considered a legal adult. He'd often times thought his grandmother had ingrained odd ways into of behavior into him, just because she said," it would was the way of the family." That had included cooking and cleaning skills, common courtesy, knowing how to e a generous host, parenting, knowledge of the Arts, Literature, and Language. She had taught him every language under the sun that had ever existed or been spoken by man as well as creature. All except for the occasional skill like parseltounge that took blood knowledge to learn. As well as teaching him language of the mouth she also taught him language of the body. How certain movements could mean thousands of different things, how breathing was a whole language by itself, how eyes could tell the world everything if left unguarded. Sign language, hand movements, and others similar to it were also taught to him. Besides just knowing them, he could read them. He had extreme empathy development. He had been taught negotiation and diplomacy and shield. It was all so ingrained in him that he practiced and did them effortlessly. Without fault at all times. He often wondered though about the graceful, eloquence part. He was by no means graceful, being often more than not clumsy. He was tall for someone of his age bracket. He knew it to. The only people taller being an exceptional few such as blaise zabini or Oliver wood. But there weren't many and he often felt that his limbs were to big for his body, that he had never quite matured enough or something.
His forgetfulness was also a point of wonder. He knew himself to be absent minded but he was so very forgetful. He was always reminding himself during school that he couldn't show what had been ingrained into him since birth because his grandmother said so. She had warned against it, out right forbidding it until he found himself married. She swore it would lead to many more problems than he already had, and he tried to avoid that at all costs.
