Neville

Neville Longbottom walked along the muggle street to his apartment. Neville thought about how all of the people he thought were his friends hadn't talked to him since defeating Voldemort. He had helped defeat the darkest wizard of all time, and the people he did that with still hadn't talked to him. Neville thought about how dull he was. He was temperately working at the ministry to help get it back on its feet. He could understand why they aren't talking to him. They were off studying for their NEWTS. He already took his and Hermione must having them studying hard core to pass and not take another year of school. In conclusion, Neville felt very lonely.

At his job people came and went just to congratulate him or ask him to do something. Neville was just there to supervise all the reconstructing. Neville was given so much work and he was surprised he could handle it. As Neville was walking, and getting caught up in his thoughts, He ran right into a petite young woman rushing around the corner.

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going. Are you okay?" Neville said as he held out his hand to help her to her feet.

"I'm fine. It was my fault. I should have been paying more attention," said the lady as she noticed how handsome he was. "I'm Bex by the way."

"Neville. "

"Could you tell me where this address is? I am so lost."

Neville read the address. If he recalled correctly, that is where the visitors' entrance to the Ministry is located. Is she a witch? Is she a part of the magical community? If she is a witch why is she going to the ministry? All these questions started popping into his head like mad. They were enough to drive him insane. He didn't want to ask them straight out because what if she wasn't a part of the magical world. Finally realizing it had been many seconds that he hadn't said a thing. He thought she must think he is stupid or just plain disrespectful. Right after quickly mumbling a short response to her question he hurried home to clear his thoughts.

By the time he went to bed, he had forgotten all about it. Not knowing this could be extremely important to him. He thought of how the ministry had ask him to stay there in a position as something in the Auror division. He wasn't sure he wanted to. He might just want to go teach herbology at Hogwarts. He had a lot to think about, but it could wait until he was done helping the ministry.

Neville awoke early due to and owl pecking at the window. It read:

Dear Neville,

We are taking our NEWTS tomorrow. I just wanted to say hello and see how you are doing. Ron and Harry say hullo, too. I'm sorry we have not been in touch. It has been so hectic since the defeat of Voldemort. I sincerely regret not making earlier contact. I just want to let you know we will be in London the day after tomorrow, and I was wondering if we could get together and hang out or something. I was hoping to catch up. Please reply as soon as possible.

Love from, Hermione

Neville examined the letter. He wanted to reply, but he didn't want to sound eager. He decided to reply after work. Neville decide to walk to the ministry every day instead of Apparating. It was easier to explain to his landlord. Once he got to work, Neville ran straight into Bex.........